<?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-12411309</id><updated>2012-01-05T16:29:49.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JonBProductions!!</title><subtitle type='html'>Finally, after popular demand I will unleash my creative writing and unforgettable melodies for your amazement. My short stories will probably confuse you, and the secret underlying stories of my films will definitely leave you with a sense of wonder! Out of boredom, out of unsatisfaction, out of the rambling thoughts in my electric head, JonBProductions! splashes out in euphoric fury!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111603020597870525</id><published>2005-05-13T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T17:24:13.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Polka Root: Chapter III: Giant Part 2</title><content type='html'>"A FLYING SWAMP" squeales Mina with her heart pumping out of her throat. SPLAT!, the disgusting substance splashed on her. Once more she found herself covered with sickly slime. Then a louf rumbling could be heard coming out of a nearby forest. Out came a purple giant. Mina inteligently noticed that the giant had caught a cold and was sneezing. There was the explanation for the unplanned swamps on the ground. "HEY!!, cut out the sneezing!" yelled Mina in wild protest. "Oh my!, what do we have here... a tasty morsel" said the giant in a much-too-obvious cliche tone. Mina knew she was in for it now. The giants hand clumsily came down and grasped Mina in one hold. Fortunately her body was still covered in slime. When the giant squeezed his hand tighter, Mina's slippery frictionless caused her to blast off in the air, far and far away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Episode: Next episode:  Polka Root: Chapter IV: Heaven part 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111603020597870525?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111603020597870525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111603020597870525' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111603020597870525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111603020597870525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/05/polka-root-chapter-iii-giant-part-2.html' title='Polka Root: Chapter III: Giant Part 2'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111592187009022444</id><published>2005-05-12T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T11:17:50.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shortz!!</title><content type='html'>Well, taking a break from my usual story posts (right now the exciting Polka Root!! series), I wanted to post a little more behind the scenes info about my writing. When I write I purposely try to break all the rules. I imagine the story secen like a cartoon. Cartoons break the laws of physics and unpredictable funny stuff happens. Of course, there must be a balance between breaking the rules and following a certain commonly accepeted flow, so the reader can actually understand the story. However, like I said before I take it very easy on the grammar, just splurting everything out as it flashes in my mind. I always wanted to draw, it's interesting...., I never could! I guess the next best thing to drawing was writing off the pictures in my stories !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JonB !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111592187009022444?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111592187009022444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111592187009022444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111592187009022444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111592187009022444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/05/shortz.html' title='shortz!!'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111586749964854964</id><published>2005-05-11T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T20:11:39.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Polka Root: Chapter III: Giant Part 1</title><content type='html'>"HEY WAKE UP!!!!" yelled the sun rose. The two new friends rose and suddenly everything was rose! plants, grass, floor, sky, birds,  faces, everything was rose. "I hope this doesn't last long" Meka commented. Mina agreed laughing, as her rose tresses bounced on her shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow slowly melted way as they left the dessert behind. Then they came across a sticky lookiing swamp. "Ummmm...., we're going to have to cross this Meka" said Mina with a certain uncertainty in her voice. "Meka..., are you listening to me !??!  Oh no!, her oil supply is empty!!" Now Mina not only felt lonely, she had to figure out a way to cross the swamp by herself. Simple, she thought, she used Meka as a boat, and surprisingly it worked. Then Mina heard something from up above, as she lifted her sight, she couldn't believe what she saw......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next episode:  Polka Root: Chapter III: Giant Part 2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111586749964854964?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111586749964854964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111586749964854964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111586749964854964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111586749964854964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/05/polka-root-chapter-iii-giant-part-1.html' title='Polka Root: Chapter III: Giant Part 1'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111577545830746850</id><published>2005-05-10T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T18:37:38.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Polka Root: Chapter II: Meka Part 2</title><content type='html'>Thus the adventure continued. As they treked the fanous Snow Desert Meka told Mina about the source of robot oil, which was very hard to find. In turn Mina told Meka about the unique characteristics of the Polka Root.  Meka then suddenly interrupted Mina, abrubptly changing the subject, Mina found this very rude from Meka's part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pair then stopped for lunch. Mina got some strange pills from her knapsack and heated them on the hot snow from the desert. Suddenly a giant roasted chicken popped out from the pill and the girls ate happily. "Hey!, can you actually eat food?" Mina asked Meka. "I CAN eat food but it really doesn't do me any good. I need oil to exist, the food is just for fun." Meka said with a strange dignity. Mina shrugged as she continue chomping on her chicken. Then they called it a day and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next episode: Chapter III: Giant Part 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111577545830746850?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111577545830746850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111577545830746850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111577545830746850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111577545830746850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/05/polka-root-chapter-ii-meka-part-2.html' title='Polka Root: Chapter II: Meka Part 2'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111574729697763509</id><published>2005-05-10T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T15:41:04.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Polka Root: Chapter II: Meka Part 1</title><content type='html'>Light!!, At last Mina could see the cave's exit. Thus she excitedly hopped to the exit, noticing it was more like an eggsit. This would have been repulsive to any delicate girl, but not to Mina. The eggsit, she knew, was the only way out of the cave. It was full of hard boiled eggs, creating some sort of a barrier. The only way through it was straight through it. So mina sloppily squeezed through the eggsit and popped out the other side full of eggs. Then she heard a familiar voice, "Hey it's you again!" She turned and saw the machanical beast. "So why aren't you afraid of me anymore?" Mina asked. "Oh, it's that it's the first time that I come out of than dark lair, only to find out that I am a girl myself!". "Cool, what's your name?" Mina asked. "I got no name since I got no friends" the robot sadly replied. "Then I shall call you Meka, is that all right?" Mina said. "Sure thing, Oh! by the way, all this running made me loose a lot of oil, can I join you on your exploration to maybe find some more?" Meka asked. "Yeah, that'd be good" ended Mina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Episode: Polka Root: Chapter II: Meka Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'll post the second part of Meka, I'm really liking these characters. I imagine them in a Japanese animation sort of style. Mina is green-eyed blue haired somewhat tomboysih girl who is extremely fit. Before I start balbbering too much about my characters, I think I'll dedicate a whole post at the end of the story where I'll give a profile for each. Then probably I'll do some short stories, and then another series, maybe in space or somthin!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111574729697763509?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111574729697763509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111574729697763509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111574729697763509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111574729697763509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/05/polka-root-chapter-ii-meka-part-1.html' title='Polka Root: Chapter II: Meka Part 1'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111570020587652112</id><published>2005-05-09T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T21:43:25.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Polka Root: Quests &amp; Caves part II</title><content type='html'>Mana then walked up to bridge that seemed to be guarded by some kind of mechanical beast. Luckily for her, the beast was facing away from her. So Mina swiftly skipped towards the ronot. "Excuse me" she inquired. The machine suddenly became alive, but it only rotated it's spheric head in much effort to face her. The robot spoke: "Ummmm...eeerr... yess, you must pay the to...!!... AAARRGGHH A GHOST!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mina instantly remembered that her blue glowing hair was her only visible characteristic in the dark caves, thus making it look like some kind of floating creature. The mechanical beast started to cry out in desperation. Mina just stood there and started to laugh: "Afraid of a girl huh?!!?" Mina approached the robot, who in turn peered at her in curiosity. "AAARRGGHHH A GIRL!!!!!" shouted the mechanical beast as it ran away crying. "Gee" Mina thought to herself shrugging in a bewildered amusement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Episode: Polka Root! Chapter II Part I: MEKA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111570020587652112?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111570020587652112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111570020587652112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111570020587652112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111570020587652112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/05/polka-root-quests-caves-part-ii.html' title='Polka Root: Quests &amp; Caves part II'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111565994672948724</id><published>2005-05-09T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T10:32:26.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Polka Root!: Chapter 1: Quests &amp; Caves</title><content type='html'>Before going though the stor: All right this is my first attempt at writing something that goes beyond two paragraphs. this time it'll be three :) Well..., like my first series, this story will be continuing, maybe for the nex week or so depending if I like how it's developing. Now here..., enjoy Polka Root!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quests &amp; Caves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And the juice from the roots of the great Polka Dotted Tree will be the las ingredient for the Krymal potion" Were the last words of Mina heard before initiating the search.Mina, a beautiful but savage girl, didn't know what the potion was exactly for, but she was suspicios having heard awful rumors about the king becoming evil. Glodar the Alchemist had sent her searching for this strange root making it even more suspicious, for that Glodar was a very serious magician always looking to do good things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mina now found herself before the giant dark mouth of a mounstrous cave. According to Glodar's directions she had to travel straight across the hideous cavern. As she entered, her eyes caught a glimpse of some sort of glowing fungus which dimly iluminated the drakened surroundings. Suddenly she was attacked by weird worm-like things that aimed for her face. She managed to grasp one with her bare hands and threw it to the floor. "YOOUCH!!" Mina yelled noticing that it was her own blue hair she had grasped. Her long strands of blue hair for some reason reacted to the glowing fungus in a way that it made her hair glow. She briefly laughed to herself and continued her journey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Episode: Quests &amp;amp; Caves II&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111565994672948724?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111565994672948724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111565994672948724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111565994672948724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111565994672948724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/05/polka-root-chapter-1-quests-caves.html' title='Polka Root!: Chapter 1: Quests &amp; Caves'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111558660713370701</id><published>2005-05-08T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T14:10:07.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Production</title><content type='html'>Thinking about the process for my writing, I find myself writing music the same way. What I do is just hum a little song in my head and then transfer it to my guitar till it just sounds about right. Sometimes I can be hours with a little tune in my head, as pleasant as that is. What I want to do is combine these tunes with some sort of story and make ultimate pieces of creative material for others to enjoy. Inject some video into this and there you have it a JonBProduction !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JonB !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111558660713370701?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111558660713370701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111558660713370701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111558660713370701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111558660713370701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/05/production.html' title='The Production'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111558456909530122</id><published>2005-05-08T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T13:36:09.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight's story</title><content type='html'>So This time I've decided to talk a little and leave the stories for later. Well I was thinking about my stories and the proces I go through when I wrute them. I've had people say to me that I'm impressively creative, and I wonder about what makes me have the ideas for my story. I guess the thing is that I think in pictures. I have these images surfing and dashing in my head, and somehow I manage to collect them all in an instant and just discharge them in words. I think in images not words. Words are too slow, I've tried the process of thinking in words, but it's effcient, and I'm not good at it. I guess its true pictures ARE worth a thousand words !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JonB !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111558456909530122?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111558456909530122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111558456909530122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111558456909530122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111558456909530122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/05/tonights-story.html' title='Tonight&apos;s story'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111550153827425117</id><published>2005-05-07T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T14:32:18.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uni-Para</title><content type='html'>The parallel universe broke it's forbidden limits. I invaded our dimension and soon took over every planet in our solar system. All the physical properties of our known world submited themselves to a distortive process. The sounds were soulid, you could hear the water, the fire was hard, the smells were a wonderful view. Humans were now lost souls looking and smelling and doing many things unkwon to the prior man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Episode: Polka Root!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111550153827425117?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111550153827425117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111550153827425117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111550153827425117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111550153827425117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/05/uni-para.html' title='Uni-Para'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111535608742176905</id><published>2005-05-05T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T22:08:07.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dots vs. Lines</title><content type='html'>The war between the dots and the lines had finally begun. The lines with their mega-phasers smashed the dots into a million shattered pieces. The dots dug their venom fangs into the lines, sucking out their fluids. Suddenly the dots where out of numbersm There was only one little baby dot left. The lines thought they had won the war, but at the end it will always be the dot that prevails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About this epidose: get it? get it? the last character is the doooooooot !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next episode: Whatever hits my fancy, nyuk nyuk nyuk.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111535608742176905?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111535608742176905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111535608742176905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111535608742176905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111535608742176905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/05/dots-vs-lines.html' title='Dots vs. Lines'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111526791820815960</id><published>2005-05-04T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T21:38:38.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utensil Power!</title><content type='html'>Oh no!!!! it was the revenge of the mutant satellite dishes. The giant saucer antenas tore themselves off the tallest buildings. It was disastrous, no more TV !! People began throwing themselves out of the windows. There was blood everywhere, liters of blood managed to make rivers of blood that splashed all through town. People now drowned, inhaling the blood of their loved ones. The satellite dishes now had a world of their own. They did a party watching HBO and MTV. On saturday morning the watched some Diseny Cartoons.  Oh no!!!! it was the revenge of the mutant micro-waves. The antennas where freaked out with their alarmingly high frequencies. The microwaves now ruled the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About this episode: Crazy stuff here...., kinda just piled one image over the other. Stuff happens without too much explanation. It just does as the light of speed. 1 2 3 as siomple as that. I you want to read a tragic love story this isn't the place jejeje....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Episode: dunno !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111526791820815960?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111526791820815960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111526791820815960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111526791820815960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111526791820815960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/05/utensil-power.html' title='Utensil Power!'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111509413767875216</id><published>2005-05-02T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T21:22:59.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me a Story</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was a girl name Goldy-Locks. One day this little blond haired girl skipped merrily to her grandmas house. Once inside she encountered Mr. Fish who happened to be selling some magic beans. Goldy-Locks offered Mr. Fish a magic lamp that she had found in the desert in exchange for the mysterious beans. The fish gave in to the deal and Goldy-Locks to the magic beans with girly anticipation. Then the wolf appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wolf violently smacked the beans out of Goldy's hands and ate them in one big swallow. To the surprise of everyone the wolf instantly transformed into a giant piece of grass. Seven little dwarves climbed down the grass, and quickly established a friendship with Goldy-locks. So they agreed to have dinner together. While in the kitchen Goldy-Locks seazed the opprtunity and pushed the seven little dwarves in the oven and had a dwarf feast for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments: well, dunno where all that stuff came from LOL I guess this story is based on an episode of Dexter's lab I saw some years ago. I fund it real funny an it stuck in some dark recess of my mind. I found it hilarious to integrate various traditional fairy tails into one psychotic mix hehehe. Well till the next !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nest Episode: OK!, I've been thinking about starting a fantasy series and I have it all sketched in my head. But before immersing mnyself in that project I'll do one more short story tomorrow. It's called "Storm Clash". I think it'll be a little longer than my usual entries, since It involves a more detalied adventures...., byep!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JonB !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111509413767875216?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111509413767875216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111509413767875216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111509413767875216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111509413767875216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/05/tell-me-story.html' title='Tell me a Story'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111498972125032791</id><published>2005-05-01T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T16:22:01.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Ostrich!!</title><content type='html'>The magic portal would shut off in any minute. In icky horror a green hand sprouted out from the rectangular force-shield. It was too late, the aliens where on their way. BUT all of a sudden Super-Ostrich appeared! With her marvelous wings she powerfuly flapped all the alines back into the portal. Super-Ostrich had saved the world again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came down the farmer.... "HEY!, theres the alien!" he cried pointing at the weird ostrich with a cape. Then all the farmers hunted down the ostrich, they finally caught her and finshed her off. Later that evening the had some ostrich soup and of course, they invited Goldy-Locks for dinner!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About this episode: this was actually my second short story for today. I've always had a respect for ostriches. Not as much respect as for the penguins, but good respect. Anyway, the ending of this story is really incoherent. Why would they invite Goldy-Locks for dinner?? Well, the answer lies in the first story I wrote. But I dunno, I kinda had to get this ostrich story out of my system first hehehehe. So I guess you'll find out tomorrow. Hope you liked it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Episode: Tell me a Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JonB !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111498972125032791?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111498972125032791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111498972125032791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111498972125032791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111498972125032791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/05/super-ostrich.html' title='Super Ostrich!!'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111492177602177309</id><published>2005-04-30T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T21:29:36.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If it were you...</title><content type='html'>It is a full moon night..., You are reading this blog entry by JonB. Maybe it isn't such a good idea since JonB's electronic quarters are said to be haunted. Your fingers tremble as you jump from one line to the next. Oh no !! It's the were-blog !! The weird being is a mixture of situations, images, personalities and surprises that just gets you fascinated with the stuff. You think wow..., what a magnificent blog it surely deserves a top rating!!! The blog magically draws on itseld a comment box where your ratings would be appreciated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Episode: I can't announce the next official JonBProductions short story release. I have so many ideas it's hard to know what I'll go with in the moment. Meanwhile I hope you enjoyed my were-mini-series..., I had a ball writing them hehehe..., bye for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JonB !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111492177602177309?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111492177602177309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111492177602177309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111492177602177309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111492177602177309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/04/if-it-were-you.html' title='If it were you...'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111482933313725797</id><published>2005-04-29T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T19:48:53.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond Were</title><content type='html'>It was a full moon night... I anxiously awaited for my transformation. Nothing Happened. I guess it must have been a dream, a nightmare, I reasoned to myself. Well, I might as well enjoy the rest of the night I again reasoned to myself with consolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I carefully sneaked dwon the stairs to the kitchen. As I approched the kitchen I heard the refrigerator door close. I hmmmed to myself as I crossed the kitchen door. Nothing, no were-creatures in sight. If this was something, this was WEIRD. Then I saw IT. It was way beyond any were-creature I could have expected! With my brain pumping on adrenaline and fright I quickly snapped the lights on. Oh, It was just my sister, she must have scared the rest of the were-things away..., ppfffff what a waste !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Episode: If it were you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111482933313725797?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111482933313725797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111482933313725797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111482933313725797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111482933313725797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/04/beyond-were.html' title='Beyond Were'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111474321300504532</id><published>2005-04-28T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T19:53:33.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Were-Surprise</title><content type='html'>It was a full moon night... solitary clouds hovered around the spherical and shiny moon. "Not again" !! I thought to myself. I continued to talk to myself: "Well these were-things won't bother me this time" Then a spark of genius shocked my mind. I dashed to the attic where I had recalled seeing a metalic silver cross pendant. With triumpth I quickly found it and wrapped it around my neck deviously thinking about the big surprise the were-things would have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds surrounding the moon slowy diffused, I couldn't wait for the dumb creatures to approach me this time. Heh!, they would really regret it this time!! Suddenly a giant beak protrured from my mouth?? A tail painfully shaped itself on my back and my fingers grossly adehered to themselves. Oh no! I realized I was a were-platypuss! With great ancticipation and happiness I was ready to enjoy my night of horror. Then I found out I couldn't move. No!! But it was too late, the effects of my ace-in-the-hole silver cross had paralyzed me from head to toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Episode: Beyond Were&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111474321300504532?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111474321300504532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111474321300504532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111474321300504532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111474321300504532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/04/were-surprise.html' title='Were-Surprise'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111464482679406286</id><published>2005-04-27T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T16:33:46.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Were's At!!</title><content type='html'>It was a full moon night... I just knew something HAD to happen this Friday the 13th night. So I lit up a candle I had left over from a previous Friday 13th night and headed down to the kitchen with anticipation. The mood was setup, everything was pitch dark except for the luminescent field of light my trusty candle provided. I didn't know what i had just set up myself for, but something was definitely coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cold sweat poured down my fleshy scalp..., when all of a sudden i saw IT!! It was the (also) infamous were-sweat!!! "Oh no!!" I exclaimed to no one. Then..., then ...., THEN the were-sweat did this weird ridiculous looking handshake salute with my were-cat and waved me goodbye as they set off for the were-party.  Gee, I guess I'll watch some midnight cartoons then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next episode: A Were-Surprise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111464482679406286?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111464482679406286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111464482679406286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111464482679406286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111464482679406286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/04/weres-at.html' title='Were&apos;s At!!'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111457104564853884</id><published>2005-04-26T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T20:04:05.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Were-Cat</title><content type='html'>It was a full moon night... and I knew my cat would turn into the infamous were-cat. I could already hear the maniatic hisses and tearings of mu untamed cat. I had nothing left to do but hide under my sheet. I deluded myself into thinking that everything would be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly..., SLASH !!, the gigantic were-cat pulled away my sheets!! I burst what i considered the greatest scream in my short lived life. Then the ferocious dark-being proceeded with his evil act by agressively showing off his sharp one foot fangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remained inmobilized by fear when suddenly the funny-cat burst out in hysterical laughter: "You got scared AGAIN?!?!, this NEVER gets old !!" Frustrated, I turned and curled up on my bed with my usual anger as my were-cat happily skipped to the kitchen for his midnight tuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Episode: Were's at!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111457104564853884?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111457104564853884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111457104564853884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111457104564853884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111457104564853884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/04/were-cat.html' title='Were-Cat'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111457015979979951</id><published>2005-04-26T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T19:49:19.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEEEEEH!!</title><content type='html'>Just finished editing my template..., really just got some old pics i had of my old site and stuff looks like home now!! Still playin with all the different stuff I can do with this blog, I thing I will be doing some major changes for the future, but for now I'm satisfied. And now for the so awaited short stories beggining with a trilogy that isn't really a trilogy but it has werecats !! heeheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JonB !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111457015979979951?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111457015979979951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111457015979979951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111457015979979951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111457015979979951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/04/heeeeeh.html' title='HEEEEEH!!'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111452709750113677</id><published>2005-04-26T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T07:51:37.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new template</title><content type='html'>Almost done with my new template, It'll be done by 2day. Got some interesting proyects including on my mind, the writing will be unique and original. Maybe a bit too original hehehe..., you'll see what I mean. Soooo, tonight I'll be posting my first short story, but first the template to set the secene,..., just wanted to build up some anticipation for the goodstuff !!,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JonB !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111452709750113677?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111452709750113677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111452709750113677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111452709750113677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111452709750113677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-template.html' title='new template'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111439321084257158</id><published>2005-04-24T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T18:40:10.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remodeling!</title><content type='html'>Stuff looks pretty bland around here, not worthy of the JonB Brand label. Sooooo, gunna do some serious virtual reconstructing, gunna give this blog a digital facelift before I start my stuff and spread the word. So chances are I'm the only fool reading my own post for now. Doesn't get any funner than this HOHOHO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JonB !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111439321084257158?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111439321084257158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111439321084257158' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111439321084257158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111439321084257158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/04/remodeling.html' title='Remodeling!'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12411309.post-111439056501206574</id><published>2005-04-24T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T17:56:05.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SSHHHHREEEEWWWWLLLLL !!!</title><content type='html'>I HAVE A QUESTION!! CAN YOU SHREWL???? heheheheh.....,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the games begin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JonB !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12411309-111439056501206574?l=jonbproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/111439056501206574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12411309&amp;postID=111439056501206574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111439056501206574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12411309/posts/default/111439056501206574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonbproductions.blogspot.com/2005/04/sshhhhreeeewwwwlllll.html' title='SSHHHHREEEEWWWWLLLLL !!!'/><author><name>JonB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058865131099354247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
