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  <title>It's A Shmoe Life</title>
  <subtitle>Shmoe Legacy</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-03-02T03:48:10Z</updated>
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    <title>Murder~Death~Kill</title>
    <published>2009-03-02T02:50:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-02T03:48:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://bubbs72.livejournal.com/1557.html"&gt;Previous Entry&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/1.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;It is with a concerned mind, I come to you tonight.&amp;nbsp; You see, something strange has happened here in my town of Dumas.&amp;nbsp; Something very bizarre.&amp;nbsp; This is nothing to do with the family, this has to do with others.&amp;nbsp; Here, read the story I found on a local news site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003300"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Trouble in Bluewater??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/2.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;&lt;span&gt;As the local townpeople met at the Tinker Residence, something went afowl.&amp;nbsp; No eyewitnesses have come forward to provide much details about the meeting.&amp;nbsp; Almost all who attended the meeting, have met their untimely death.&amp;nbsp; You see it was the time of the year to pick out &amp;quot;Yard of the Month&amp;quot; when a strange fire broke out at the residence.&amp;nbsp; Was it caused by arson?&amp;nbsp; No one knows.&amp;nbsp; What happened to the fire alarm that Wanda Tinker picked out from the hardware store?&amp;nbsp; How did it vanish?&amp;nbsp; See the below pictures captured by a nearby passerby, who is remaining nameless, but has been cleared of the crime.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/3.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/6.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/7.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/8.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/9.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;The police have noticed a pink package that appeared on the front porch before the fire.&amp;nbsp; Who dropped off the package?&amp;nbsp; Why hasn't that person spoken to authorities?&amp;nbsp; What did that person see?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/10.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The man seen here is Checo Ramirez, he somehow survived the fire.&amp;nbsp; He ranted about a large blue&amp;nbsp;rabbit that only he could see.&amp;nbsp; Soon after this picture was taken by detectives, Mr. Ramirez passed away on the sidewalk where he is seen about.&amp;nbsp; The girls seen here have also vanished, but are believed to have disappeared in with regular citizens of Dumas.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think this is bad?&amp;nbsp; There were two other survivers of the fire.&amp;nbsp; They are Malcolm Landgrab and Ms. Delarosa, the local florist.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/11.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Calming each other's fears about&amp;nbsp;what they saw, they&amp;nbsp;went to eat supper together.&amp;nbsp; When the worst possible thing occured, a fire broke out here in Mr.&amp;nbsp;Landgrab's state of the art kitchen.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/12.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/13.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/14.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/15.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/16.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/17.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;Sadly, both perished in the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; Any witnesses, please come forward to tell the police what you saw.&amp;nbsp; PLEASE before this happens to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/18.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;If this would not be enough for you, here is another article from another later day.&amp;nbsp; My girls want to go to this college!&amp;nbsp; Will they be safe?&amp;nbsp; How can I protect them there?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;Trouble at the local University?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/19.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;Recognize these young adults?&amp;nbsp; Information is being sought in the identification of any young adults pictured&amp;nbsp;above.&amp;nbsp; They went off to the Local University to check everything out.&amp;nbsp; All was fine and dandy at first.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/21.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/22.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;Suspect #1 and #2 are being sought for questioning.&amp;nbsp; They somehow survived the house of horrors, but disappeared into the regular citizens of the college land.&amp;nbsp; Any sighting of them, please waste no time and contact the police with the details.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/23.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameras found on the ground nearby the house showed an awful tale of broken promises.&amp;nbsp; They two look like they were outside nicely daydreaming....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/24.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;The next picture on the roll shows a satelite where the sim was laying down.&amp;nbsp; What would make someone force another to die in this fashion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/25.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;Another picture on the roll shows an actual point of impact hit on another person.&amp;nbsp; What is going on?&amp;nbsp; Authorities are puzzled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/26.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Was this a house of drugs?&amp;nbsp; Why are these two just starving to death when you can see the refrigerator in the background?&amp;nbsp; Why wouldn't they just go get some Jello??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/27.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;Was alcohol a&amp;nbsp;factor at this house?&amp;nbsp; Tests have come back but that can not be determined.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/28.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;Sadly, all who shown in this room, are no longer amoung the living.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/31.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;They have been seen since their death, scaring other innocents into joining them in the afterlife.&amp;nbsp; Please please please stay away from 9922 Death Row until authorities figure out what is causing these mysterious deaths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt6mdk/29.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;The only note found on the house is shown here.&amp;nbsp; What does this mean???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Next Entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Confusion Cleared</title>
    <published>2009-02-22T23:55:17Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-02T03:45:31Z</updated>
    <category term="shmoe"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bubbs72.livejournal.com/1535.html"&gt;Previous Entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt5/1.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Did you know there are more new people moving in here everyday?&amp;nbsp; Yep, just the other day Daisy went with me to meet my Goddess Ruby.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I got to meet Ruby.&amp;nbsp; All was better than expected, in a strange way.&amp;nbsp; I have grown quiet attached to my Daisy and did not want to think about losing her.&amp;nbsp; Even if it was for Ruby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt5/2.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Here is Ruby meeting my Daisy.&amp;nbsp; So far, so good huh?&amp;nbsp; These two are actually best of friends now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt5/3.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;As you can see here, with my Goddess playing red-hands with this guy.&amp;nbsp; I was happier with my wife.&amp;nbsp; I don't think Ruby &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt5/3linka.jpg"&gt;thought &lt;/a&gt;too highly of me at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt5/4.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Being around her house for the day, we took advantage of her hot tub.&amp;nbsp; As Daisy noticed, all my attention was on her.&amp;nbsp; My thoughts for Ruby are still great ones, but there was no real &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt5/3linkb.jpg"&gt;attraction&lt;/a&gt; there once I saw her again.&amp;nbsp; Maybe in my family's future she will find her place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt5/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;Being my little angel of a daughter, Pansy is off studying hard to keep up her grades.&amp;nbsp; One couldn't ask for a better daughter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt5/6.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;Here is little Lilly.&amp;nbsp; She is nothing like her sister.&amp;nbsp; They are quite opposites really.&amp;nbsp; Where Pansy was easy going, Lilly is a handful.&amp;nbsp; Lilly is Lilly though.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt5/7.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;One of the new comers ventured past today.&amp;nbsp; Her name is Oydie.&amp;nbsp; We talked for awhile.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't help but notice how she talked about a &lt;a href="http://angiebabysims.webs.com/joeshmoe.htm"&gt;scrapbook&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; she has going on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt5/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Our garden is really starting to produce for us.&amp;nbsp; Soon we will only serve the best food.&amp;nbsp; You remember why also,&amp;nbsp;we are Shmoe's&amp;nbsp;and we deserve the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt5/9.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;My daughters playing nicely together.&amp;nbsp; This makes it all worthwhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt5/10.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;Where did my daughter get this nose?&amp;nbsp; It can't be from Daisy or myself.&amp;nbsp; The nose just seems out of place on her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt5/11.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Lilly has grown into a fine child.&amp;nbsp; Nothing like her sister, but what siblings are identical?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt5/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;I have been told by the voice that knows all that you readers know who this sim is.&amp;nbsp; Any guesses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bubbs72.livejournal.com/2020.html"&gt;next entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>A Shmoe by any other name</title>
    <published>2009-02-22T22:36:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-28T16:40:37Z</updated>
    <category term="dumas"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bubbs72.livejournal.com/1086.html"&gt;Previous Entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/1.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;Just a picture of my growing family.&amp;nbsp; Daisy &amp;amp; I&amp;nbsp;with our daughters Pansy &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;Lilly.&amp;nbsp; Being a Shmoe in this town is good thing.&amp;nbsp; Let me show you why.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/2.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;I must be a celebrity or something in this town.&amp;nbsp; People are always wanting to meet me and are more than willing to do as I ask.&amp;nbsp; So I must be important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/3.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;See how this guy went and started an fight with the friendly bartender?&amp;nbsp; Why would he do that?&amp;nbsp; Because I am a Shmoe and I asked him to!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/4.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;An others are willing to attack the same bartender for the no reason at all!&amp;nbsp; Oh the power I hold!&amp;nbsp; I wonder what other powers I have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/5.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;These locals almost jumped through their skins to sit at this table with me.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Because I am a SHMOE!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/6.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;To future test this ability, Daisy joined me out one night.&amp;nbsp; She didn't believe me and called me crazy when I told her of this power.&amp;nbsp; So when she met this Count guy she tried it out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/7.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Sure enough, he went right to this Long fellow and bite his neck!&amp;nbsp; Why would he do it?&amp;nbsp; Because Daisy is a Shmoe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/8.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="4"&gt;Pansy sure took the PC quickly.&amp;nbsp; She already has friends, but they don't email much.&amp;nbsp; I tried to explain net safety, but she doesn't take it too seriously yet.&amp;nbsp; We have decided to get her into a nice school&amp;nbsp;since Shmoe's should get the &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/9.jpg"&gt;best education&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Because she is a Shmoe, that's why.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/10.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;A fully rounded education includes the outdoors.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully she will get the &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/13.jpg"&gt;nice badge&lt;/a&gt; I have.&amp;nbsp; She deserves it, if only because she is a Shmoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/11.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;Of course Pansy is now in private school.&amp;nbsp; Did you really think the school would turn us down?&amp;nbsp; Oh no, we are the Shmoe family and we deserve it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/12.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="4"&gt;Daisy spends her free time learning a new &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/12linka.jpg"&gt;career path&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; She loves to cut &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/12linkb.jpg"&gt;hair&lt;/a&gt; and has given quite a few&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/12linkc.jpg"&gt;hair cuts &lt;/a&gt;out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/14.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Granted, some of her clients just end up staying around too long.&amp;nbsp; Between fishing with Pansy or befriending Lilly, they are here for hours on end.&amp;nbsp; We tend to forget to feed them, but that's just fine.&amp;nbsp; They don't blame us, they are honored to be at the Shmoe house!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Now granted,&amp;nbsp;this Keth woman was here again today.&amp;nbsp; When offered a &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt4/15link.jpg"&gt;hair cut&lt;/a&gt;, she wasn't willing at all.&amp;nbsp; Maybe we should show her those blinking items on her head and&amp;nbsp;she will accept&amp;nbsp;next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bubbs72.livejournal.com/1557.html"&gt;Next Entry&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bubbs72:1086</id>
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    <title>And the years start rolling past</title>
    <published>2009-02-22T21:46:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-28T16:39:19Z</updated>
    <category term="dumas"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bubbs72.livejournal.com/900.html"&gt;Previous Entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt3/1.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: none"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;Daisy sure was worn out after our honeymoon.&amp;nbsp; I hope it is nothing too serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt3/2.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I couldn't believe it those I found this book.&amp;nbsp; It was stuffed behind the bookcase.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It tells about the life of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;a href="http://founderslake.blogspot.com/2009/01/meet-joe-schmoe.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;Joe Schmoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;, which is my&amp;nbsp;name.&amp;nbsp; His wife looks just like&amp;nbsp;my Daisy but her name is Samantha.&amp;nbsp; I know my Daisy wouldn't mess around on&amp;nbsp;me.&amp;nbsp; We are like two warped peas in a pod.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt3/3.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;We have been slowly but surely&amp;nbsp;expanding on the house.&amp;nbsp; It was a nice size, but we just seem to need more room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt3/4.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months after our return from our honeymoon, I am proud to announce the&amp;nbsp;miracle of Pansy.&amp;nbsp; A&amp;nbsp;beautiful healthy daughter, what else could a man want?&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt3/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Must hurry!&amp;nbsp; I need your skills!&amp;nbsp; I've been pregnant and didn't have time to study for my promotion.&amp;nbsp; GIMME&amp;nbsp;GIMME&amp;nbsp;GIMME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt3/6.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Before I knew it, Pansy was growing into a toddler.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt3/7.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Want a baby, want a baby, want a baby for Joe...&lt;br /&gt;If I give Joe another baby, he won't think of Ruby no mo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt3/8.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, there were no real toddler picture of Pansy to show you.&amp;nbsp; Plus this way you can see how excited Daisy was about a toddler table I put together.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't that hard to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt3/9.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;Here I am teaching Pansy some nursey rhyme.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;What are little girls made of?&amp;nbsp; Sugar and spice &lt;br /&gt;and everything nice, that's what little girls are made of....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt3/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;I can't&amp;nbsp;leave you&amp;nbsp;with out showing you one last thing.&amp;nbsp; Here is our daughter Lilly.&amp;nbsp; I am finding it is harder to write in my journal with two daughters.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: none"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bubbs72.livejournal.com/1535.html"&gt;Next Entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: none"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bubbs72.livejournal.com/1535.html"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bubbs72:900</id>
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    <title>A Trip To Remember</title>
    <published>2009-02-21T23:49:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-22T22:33:12Z</updated>
    <category term="dumas"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bubbs72.livejournal.com/602.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous Entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/1.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="4"&gt;Last night my bed was been too cold, I really need Daisy here to help warm it up.&amp;nbsp; Not being sure of how she will take my lack of a home, I rushed her to the arch.&amp;nbsp; I hope she didn't get a good look around.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/2.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Cha-ching!&amp;nbsp; I never thought to ask her about her funds.&amp;nbsp; At least with this we can start building the home I've told her about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/3.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;As you can see here, my house is nothing to write home about.&amp;nbsp; There is just one wall where the so-called bathroom is, so much for being a shy person at this house.&amp;nbsp; No privacy allowed here.&amp;nbsp; The bookcase and refrigerator are just out in the open, waiting for you to steal.&amp;nbsp; I hope Daisy isn't too mad, what I have described to her and what is actually here were two different things.&amp;nbsp; Come to think about it, I think I need a better bed.&amp;nbsp; I've been sleeping in a hammock tied up to the trees, just out of sight here in this picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/4.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;This just can't be good.&amp;nbsp; What can go wrong, went wrong!&amp;nbsp; In the middle of out wedding party, it started to snow.&amp;nbsp; SNOW!!&amp;nbsp; I just don't understand it.&amp;nbsp; The voice who guides me said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000"&gt;I couldn't build the house until the guests are gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Why not?&amp;nbsp; I along with my guests are freezing in our FORMAL wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/5.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am frozen.&amp;nbsp; What was I thinking?&amp;nbsp; I mean, he told me so much about his house.&amp;nbsp; We took pictures to put on the wall.&amp;nbsp; Where is this house?&amp;nbsp; Where are the walls?&amp;nbsp; Who is this Ruby person he thinks I remind him of?&amp;nbsp; That will change, once I&amp;nbsp;warm up!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/6.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="4"&gt;Daisy was sure happier once the builders showed up and put up the walls and roof.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe they show up late at night and handled it all&amp;nbsp;in a timely manner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/7.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;A few hours later, Daisy returned from her trip to town and was I shocked.&amp;nbsp; Everything changed about her.&amp;nbsp; Who was this woman I&amp;nbsp;married?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/8.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/8linka.jpg"&gt;Honeymoon&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/8linkb.jpg"&gt;time.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/9.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Firstly we stayed at a local campgrounds.&amp;nbsp; I never would have thought Daisy would go for that, but it was her idea.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/10.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;We spent much time fishing with the locals.&amp;nbsp; And when I say we spent much time, I mean we were out there &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/12link.jpg"&gt;day&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/10link.jpg"&gt;night&lt;/a&gt; fishing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/11.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;I even won a local fishing competition with this fish.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/12.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;When we weren't fishing we relaxed in a local suana.&amp;nbsp; I can say I really got relaxed in that room a few times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/13.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;There were nights of relaxing in the hot spring.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/14.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Before the end of our trip, we decided to go to&amp;nbsp;a local hotel.&amp;nbsp; The campground can be hard on you after a few nights.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/15.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="4"&gt;I must admit, it was nice to have a nice peaceful dinner.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/pt2/16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Before I&amp;nbsp;knew it, it was time to return home.&amp;nbsp; I see the builders are finished&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;we at least have&amp;nbsp;a home to&amp;nbsp;stay in&amp;nbsp;now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bubbs72.livejournal.com/1086.html"&gt;Next Entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Dumas?</title>
    <published>2009-02-16T03:55:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-22T22:27:31Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/1.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;Ever hear of Dumas, Texas?&amp;nbsp; Yeah, me neither.&amp;nbsp; It is a small town in the panhandle of Texas.&amp;nbsp; That is where I found myself.&amp;nbsp; Dumas...with it's huge population of 13,747.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/2.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;This is me, Joe Shmoe.&amp;nbsp; I was dropped off here by accident, I am sure of that.&amp;nbsp; I was not meant for this small town.&amp;nbsp; I know I should have been a larger city.&amp;nbsp; I can recall being in a larger city once.&amp;nbsp; I was there with my Goddess, Ruby.&amp;nbsp; Then the next thing I know, I was plunged into darkness and when I could see again, I was in Dumas.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/3.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I spent many hours daydreaming about my Ruby.&amp;nbsp; Her wonderful curly brown hair.&amp;nbsp; Her sparkling brown eyes.&amp;nbsp; Her laugh while she created me and my other brother.&amp;nbsp; He was different from me, but that was ok.&amp;nbsp; We were brothers, I wonder if he is somewhere around here also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/4.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;This is my lovely land that my house will be built on, so I am told by the new voice I hear.&amp;nbsp; Right now it tells me to &amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: #993300"&gt;find a girlfriend Joe, we need to catch up&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&amp;quot;.&amp;nbsp; Catch up?&amp;nbsp; Catch up with what or who I ask.&amp;nbsp; All I am told is to &lt;span style="color: #993300"&gt;&amp;quot;catch up with the other Joes&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Other Joes?&amp;nbsp; I can't believe my Goddess Ruby would have shared me like that.&amp;nbsp; So I agree to go off in search of a girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/5.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I met this nice young lady, but she wasn't thinking of me.&amp;nbsp; She must have had more important things on her mind.&amp;nbsp; That voice told me &lt;span style="color: #993300"&gt;&amp;quot;she is looking for her Cleve&amp;quot;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;Who is this Cleve and why isn't she interested in me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/6.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have enjoyed the Dumas mini-mall.&amp;nbsp; I can come here for some exercise and refreshment.&amp;nbsp; This town is so small though.&amp;nbsp; The main items around town close so early in the evening, I thought they would be some sort of nightlife, but alas there is none yet.&amp;nbsp; The locals go somewhere at night, but they have yet to tell me where.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/7.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;After a week or so, I overheard discussion about a downtown area.&amp;nbsp; It was there I met this nice young lady, her name is Keth.&amp;nbsp; She was really nice, but alas she is not meant to be mine either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/8.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;Keth was making burnt hot dogs for this sim, Orin.&amp;nbsp; Orin was nice enough to eat them, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it.&amp;nbsp; I have noticed that Keth seems to show up when Orin does.&amp;nbsp; It is almost like she stalks him or something.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/9.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Here are my potential friends.&amp;nbsp; If my eyes don't deceive me, there is a lady who resembles my Ruby on the top row.&amp;nbsp; Her name is Daisy, Daisy Hunicke.&amp;nbsp; I think I shall ask her out on a date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/10.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Daisy and I spent a few dates together at the bowling alley.&amp;nbsp; While she looks like Ruby, she isn't her.&amp;nbsp;After some questioning, I found she wasn't my Ruby.&amp;nbsp; She does have a great laugh though, reminds me of Ruby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/11.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Just a momento to go on my (future) walls in the house.&amp;nbsp; I have not told Daisy of my land yet.&amp;nbsp; I hope she doesn't mind the lack of a house.&amp;nbsp; Times are tough and I had to start with $5,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/12.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;When I am around Daisy, all she seems to do is stay by me.&amp;nbsp; I think she is interested in my handsome self.&amp;nbsp; I am starting to give up on my search for Ruby, but part of me wonders where she is and what she is doing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/13.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;Daisy and I are spending more time together.&amp;nbsp; I think I have found someone who has grabbed my heart.&amp;nbsp; She tends to get upset when I tell her how she reminds me of Ruby or when I even mention Ruby's name.&amp;nbsp; Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/14.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Daisy seems to really have taken to me.&amp;nbsp; She is always willing to go out and I think she hopes this is something more serious.&amp;nbsp; I, on the other hand, still wonder if I can find my Goddess here or not.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/15.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Who would have thunk it?&amp;nbsp; I mention to Daisy that we need another picture for my walls and well, one thing led to another and that nasty old lady was hitting me with her purse!&amp;nbsp; The old prude!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/16.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting someone else to take Daisy, I asked her to marry me.&amp;nbsp; I figure if I can't find Ruby, she is the next best thing.&amp;nbsp; Daisy seems to think Ruby is out of my head now, but she isn't.&amp;nbsp; I now must quietly search for her until I find her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v364/bubbs72/joe/17.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Times sure are tough living on the yard.&amp;nbsp; Winter has&amp;nbsp;arrived and my house is nowhere near done.&amp;nbsp; Not&amp;nbsp;even close.&amp;nbsp; I found myself freezing and decided the spring wedding must be moved up.&amp;nbsp; I need a warm body to share the nights with.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bubbs72.livejournal.com/900.html"&gt;Next&amp;nbsp;Entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bubbs72.livejournal.com/900.html"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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