<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810647723830785906</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:42:40.169-07:00</updated><category term='road trips'/><category term='videos'/><category term='stories'/><category term='poems'/><title type='text'>The view from the back seat</title><subtitle type='html'>A photo summary of Tommy's road trips</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/364/247480797370633/150/185556/gse_multipart7213.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810647723830785906.post-7668575738485617335</id><published>2008-02-24T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:20:34.707-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>New York City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-- Tom Morrison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York City,&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a pity.&lt;br /&gt;A pity that I don’t&lt;br /&gt;live there.&lt;br /&gt;If I was there&lt;br /&gt;it would be so pretty&lt;br /&gt;if I lived&lt;br /&gt;in New York City.&lt;br /&gt;Pity, city, gritty, pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I wish to live&lt;br /&gt;in New York City!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810647723830785906-7668575738485617335?l=backseatblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7668575738485617335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1810647723830785906&amp;postID=7668575738485617335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/7668575738485617335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/7668575738485617335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-york-city.html' title='New York City'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/364/247480797370633/150/185556/gse_multipart7213.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810647723830785906.post-6271605171885663018</id><published>2008-02-24T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:18:11.453-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Snow Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Snow Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tom Morrison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow days!&lt;br /&gt;Snow days!&lt;br /&gt;Snow days are&lt;br /&gt;The best!&lt;br /&gt;Snow days!&lt;br /&gt;Snow days!&lt;br /&gt;They have them&lt;br /&gt;In the west!&lt;br /&gt;Snow days! Snow&lt;br /&gt;Days! Snow days&lt;br /&gt;Are so Cool!&lt;br /&gt;Snow days!&lt;br /&gt;Snow days!&lt;br /&gt;On them there’s&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;School!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810647723830785906-6271605171885663018?l=backseatblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6271605171885663018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1810647723830785906&amp;postID=6271605171885663018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/6271605171885663018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/6271605171885663018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/snow-days.html' title='Snow Days'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/364/247480797370633/150/185556/gse_multipart7213.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810647723830785906.post-4753919693908131096</id><published>2008-02-24T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:11:40.516-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Elevator</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Elevator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;By Tom Morrison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;Elevator in the&lt;br /&gt;Empire State Building&lt;br /&gt;Goes&lt;br /&gt;Up,&lt;br /&gt;up,&lt;br /&gt;up,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;Down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;__________&lt;/span&gt;Down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;_______________&lt;/span&gt;Down.&lt;br /&gt;And then It&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;And I Walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;______________________________&lt;/span&gt;Out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810647723830785906-4753919693908131096?l=backseatblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4753919693908131096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1810647723830785906&amp;postID=4753919693908131096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/4753919693908131096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/4753919693908131096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/elevator-by-tom-morrison-elevator-in.html' title='Elevator'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/364/247480797370633/150/185556/gse_multipart7213.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810647723830785906.post-1782043083359003874</id><published>2008-02-24T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:26:49.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Bee Stings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bee Stings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tom Morrison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Ouch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got stung by&lt;br /&gt;a bee!&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Especially&lt;br /&gt;for me!&lt;br /&gt;As I ran in&lt;br /&gt;the yard,&lt;br /&gt;I flew really&lt;br /&gt;hard,&lt;br /&gt;but the bee&lt;br /&gt;could&lt;br /&gt;fly faster&lt;br /&gt;than&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810647723830785906-1782043083359003874?l=backseatblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1782043083359003874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1810647723830785906&amp;postID=1782043083359003874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/1782043083359003874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/1782043083359003874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/bee-stings.html' title='Bee Stings'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/364/247480797370633/150/185556/gse_multipart7213.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810647723830785906.post-8600483774009363431</id><published>2007-12-01T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:13:48.551-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>The Unforgettable Day</title><content type='html'>By Tom Morrison&lt;br /&gt;Once, my dad and l had an unforgettable day. It was fall and we were going to do some yard work. I like the fall for many reasons. I like jumping in the leaves in the fall. I like playing with my friends at school, which starts in the fall. People call it fall because it’s the season that the leaves fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At our house, we saw that most of the leaves had fallen. My dad noticed 2 dead tree branches. We went outside and my dad climbed up his ladder and yanked them down. &lt;b&gt;“AWESOME!!!!”&lt;/b&gt; l yelled, running towards the fallen branches. I grabbed 2 other sticks and pretended they were swords and I pretended that the bigger branch was a dragon. I attacked with my swords. Once I was done slaying the dragon, (or branch,) l helped my dad cut him up into firewood with a two-person saw. We made 3 piles: Large sticks, medium sticks, and small sticks. When we finished that, I cut up the other dragon. We brought the piles of sticks down to the driveway. We put them there because we have a fireplace built into the stone wall next to our driveway. Those sticks are still in our driveway right next to our fireplace.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/R1IEe94RFAI/AAAAAAAAAcc/by2xX-xnX9Y/s1600-R/IMG_0856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/R1IEe94RFAI/AAAAAAAAAcc/W0PXrQIxeis/s400/IMG_0856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139175054836306946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall also has 2 of my favorite holidays. Halloween and Thanksgiving. They are, at least what I think, very fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810647723830785906-8600483774009363431?l=backseatblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8600483774009363431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1810647723830785906&amp;postID=8600483774009363431' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/8600483774009363431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/8600483774009363431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/unforgettable-day.html' title='The Unforgettable Day'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/364/247480797370633/150/185556/gse_multipart7213.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/R1IEe94RFAI/AAAAAAAAAcc/W0PXrQIxeis/s72-c/IMG_0856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810647723830785906.post-8252062666585580207</id><published>2007-11-17T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:57:22.961-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>Tom's Shadow Puppet School: crab</title><content type='html'>Here's how to make a crab or a tarantula, The only difference is how they walk -- crabs walk sideways and tarantulas walk forwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EeYSAe5vRoM&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EeYSAe5vRoM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810647723830785906-8252062666585580207?l=backseatblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8252062666585580207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1810647723830785906&amp;postID=8252062666585580207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/8252062666585580207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/8252062666585580207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/heres-how-to-make-crab-or-tarantula.html' title='Tom&apos;s Shadow Puppet School: crab'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/364/247480797370633/150/185556/gse_multipart7213.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810647723830785906.post-886004545845874159</id><published>2007-11-17T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:57:22.962-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>Tom's Shadow Puppet School</title><content type='html'>My Grammy Vera gave me a shadow puppet book for Halloween. Here's a shadow puppet of a dog. The video is a little dark, but if you watch it a few times, you'll get it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DCmT2Jkaspk&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DCmT2Jkaspk&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810647723830785906-886004545845874159?l=backseatblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/feeds/886004545845874159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1810647723830785906&amp;postID=886004545845874159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/886004545845874159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/886004545845874159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/toms-shadow-puppet-school.html' title='Tom&apos;s Shadow Puppet School'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/364/247480797370633/150/185556/gse_multipart7213.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810647723830785906.post-3267603585833019048</id><published>2007-10-01T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:13:48.856-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trips'/><title type='text'>Tommy's Guide to Disney World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQChtfD0HI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6Pk-0WPBlYw/s1600-h/048Tom_Castle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058671059612717170" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQChtfD0HI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6Pk-0WPBlYw/s400/048Tom_Castle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought Disney World was pretty good. Really, really, really, pretty good. We had ice cream and hot dogs, and I had a sloppy Joe for lunch, which I didn't think tasted that good. I saw Captain Hook there and I scared him with my pirate gear. I can't believe I was actually able to scare Captain Hook. He is the scariest, the coolest pirate in the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rides I went on along with scary scale and the fun scale ratings (1 is not very scary or fun, 10 is very scary or fun).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Space Mountain was absolutely terrifying!&lt;/strong&gt; Here are some tips: scream, close your eyes, or don't go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rating:&lt;br /&gt;10 on the Scary Scale&lt;br /&gt;5 on the Fun Scale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQCvNfD0JI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Qq6x829PaTE/s1600-h/031_SplashMt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058671291540951186" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQCvNfD0JI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Qq6x829PaTE/s200/031_SplashMt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Buzz Lightyear's Space Ranger Spin was very cool.&lt;/strong&gt; I got 2,080 points! Dad got 3, 600 points and Aunt Leigh got 12,860 points! Mom beat Dad with 3,800 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rating:&lt;br /&gt;0 on the Scary Scale&lt;br /&gt;10 on the Fun Scale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Splash Mounta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in was wet... no, ve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ry wet. &lt;/strong&gt;We sat in the front seat of the front log. Don't worry, they have little hills first. The big drop is last, it's scary, but fun because you're used to it by then. I closed my eyes.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQC9tfD0LI/AAAAAAAAAPw/7Tt3aPckL-k/s1600-h/028_TomsIsland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058671540649054386" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQC9tfD0LI/AAAAAAAAAPw/7Tt3aPckL-k/s200/028_TomsIsland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rating:&lt;br /&gt;2 on the Scary Scale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 on the Fun Scale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Tom Sawyer’s Island had caves and a tree house &lt;/strong&gt;and I went on both. The caves were scary, but there was gold in one of them and the tree house was made mostly of barrels. There was also a wobbly floating barrel bridge; water leaked into one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rating:&lt;br /&gt;4 on the Scary Scale&lt;br /&gt;9 on the Fun Scale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQDHNfD0NI/AAAAAAAAAQA/imni_FsEMYg/s1600-h/040_Tourguide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058671703857811666" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQDHNfD0NI/AAAAAAAAAQA/imni_FsEMYg/s200/040_Tourguide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Jungle Safari boat trip had fake animals. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We went under a waterfall and our boat driver was hilarious! Tip: if he offers to take a picture, don't give him your camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rating: 1 on the Scary Scale, 9 on the Fun Scale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQDC9fD0MI/AAAAAAAAAP4/1WKQ_wd1D1Q/s1600-h/037_Capt_blackFoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQDC9fD0MI/AAAAAAAAAP4/1WKQ_wd1D1Q/s1600-h/037_Capt_blackFoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haunted Mansion was ter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rifying also.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;DON'T GO IN!!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rating:&lt;br /&gt;10 on the scary scale&lt;br /&gt;2 on the Fun Scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQC4NfD0KI/AAAAAAAAAPo/rw5XXpS-Au0/s1600-h/009_indy_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058671446159773858" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQC4NfD0KI/AAAAAAAAAPo/rw5XXpS-Au0/s200/009_indy_girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQCptfD0II/AAAAAAAAAPY/G9yQpi_85QU/s1600-h/030_hauntedMansion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058671197051670658" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQCptfD0II/AAAAAAAAAPY/G9yQpi_85QU/s200/030_hauntedMansion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Indy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Speedway was fun &lt;/strong&gt;but we didn't win either time. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;There's the girl that&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we almost beat in the picture. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ati&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ng:&lt;br /&gt;0 on the Scary Scale&lt;br /&gt;10 on the Fun Scale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQDC9fD0MI/AAAAAAAAAP4/1WKQ_wd1D1Q/s1600-h/037_Capt_blackFoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058671630843367618" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQDC9fD0MI/AAAAAAAAAP4/1WKQ_wd1D1Q/s200/037_Capt_blackFoot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Pirates of the Caribbean was my favorite. &lt;/strong&gt;One pirate&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; called us beach rats! Here's some advice: you'll want to go again and again. The picture is of Captain Stinky Foot!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rating:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 on the Scary Scale&lt;br /&gt;10 on the Fun Scale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. The Astro-Orbiter had a forever lasting line. &lt;/strong&gt;The orbiter leaned sideways -- the opposite way we were turning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rating:&lt;br /&gt;8 on the Scary Scale&lt;br /&gt;8 on the Fun Scale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Walking through the Castle was pretty fun. &lt;/strong&gt;It was fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rating:&lt;br /&gt;0 on the Scary Scale&lt;br /&gt;6 on the Fun Scale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Fireworks were really cool&lt;/strong&gt;; there were stars that shot up each side of the castle. Tinkerbell flew down from the castle and the rest of the fireworks were amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rating:&lt;br /&gt;0 on the Scary Scale&lt;br /&gt;15 on the Fun Scale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810647723830785906-3267603585833019048?l=backseatblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3267603585833019048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1810647723830785906&amp;postID=3267603585833019048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/3267603585833019048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/3267603585833019048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/tommys-guide-to-disney-world.html' title='Tommy&apos;s Guide to Disney World!'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/364/247480797370633/150/185556/gse_multipart7213.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RjQChtfD0HI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6Pk-0WPBlYw/s72-c/048Tom_Castle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810647723830785906.post-6789659356803840272</id><published>2006-12-01T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:13:51.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trips'/><title type='text'>My trip to Nashville and back home to CT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My family is the road trip family. We are a happy family.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why we are called the road trip family?&lt;br /&gt;It is because we love to road trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the George Washinton Bridge in New York City:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RXpDOF2h3VI/AAAAAAAAACE/qj716tH2dn4/s1600-h/GWbridgejpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006387845143846226" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RXpDOF2h3VI/AAAAAAAAACE/qj716tH2dn4/s400/GWbridgejpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mike's tractor in Maryland:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006387931043192162" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RXpDTF2h3WI/AAAAAAAAACM/EQ_XwmdM8Xc/s400/MikesTractor.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the bridge into Delaware:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013754800206600450" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RZRvbUE5WQI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lxrSN2pEank/s400/Delaware+bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a cow in Tennessee:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006388416374496626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RXpDvV2h3XI/AAAAAAAAACU/XryZwbQIcn0/s400/cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are dinosaurs in Pigeon Forge, TN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006389013374950786" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RXpESF2h3YI/AAAAAAAAACo/GOJljAzl_gI/s400/dinosaurs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This man has a lot of onions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006389249598152082" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RXpEf12h3ZI/AAAAAAAAACw/ONNu6CTNTe4/s400/heavytruck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the golden golf ball Knoxville, TN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006389455756582306" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RXpEr12h3aI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8gUxJeeqkLg/s400/KnoxvilleBall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the Smoky Mountains:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006389661915012546" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RXpE312h3cI/AAAAAAAAADI/pR_QIrluR7Q/s400/smokys3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going into North Carolina:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006389876663377362" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RXpFEV2h3dI/AAAAAAAAADQ/t1HNIAT8PGw/s400/ThunderStruckRidge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is in Pennsylvania:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006391568880492002" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RXpGm12h3eI/AAAAAAAAADw/RdK7kBLx6lY/s400/roadsign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810647723830785906-6789659356803840272?l=backseatblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6789659356803840272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1810647723830785906&amp;postID=6789659356803840272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/6789659356803840272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810647723830785906/posts/default/6789659356803840272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://backseatblog.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='My trip to Nashville and back home to CT'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/364/247480797370633/150/185556/gse_multipart7213.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5xbnmrPuns/RXpDOF2h3VI/AAAAAAAAACE/qj716tH2dn4/s72-c/GWbridgejpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
