<?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-1339395007557694177</id><updated>2011-09-03T06:18:42.644-07:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='printed books'/><category term='mace'/><category term='Tristi'/><category term='Karlene Browning'/><category term='spaghetti'/><category term='school clothes'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='books'/><category term='tapeworms'/><category term='reporters'/><category term='tow truck'/><category term='ties'/><category term='field trip'/><category term='boat'/><category term='machine gun'/><category term='driver&apos;s ed'/><category term='napping'/><category term='review Bone Warriors'/><category term='book ideas'/><category term='Ali Cross'/><category term='t-shirt'/><category term='panel'/><category term='graphic design'/><category term='Las Vegas'/><category term='picture'/><category term='Tor'/><category term='dances'/><category term='family'/><category term='school visits'/><category term='dead guy'/><category term='oil pan'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='Pinkston'/><category term='Thai food'/><category term='book signing'/><category term='broadcasting'/><category term='abandoned'/><category term='state capitol'/><category term='Writing Conference'/><category term='talent'/><category term='booksignings'/><category term='humor'/><category term='car'/><category term='bedroom'/><category term='motorcycle'/><category term='dragon wings'/><category term='accidents'/><category term='vampire evolution'/><category term='legislature'/><category term='rocks on the road'/><category term='author'/><category term='Cindy Beck'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='book launch party'/><category term='cell phone'/><category term='peanut butter'/><category term='brother'/><category term='chocolate pudding'/><category term='books book bron bahlmann boutique signing I went first a my or so'/><category term='Shauna Lake'/><category term='tubing'/><category term='mascot'/><category term='breaking bottles'/><category term='school'/><category term='water sports'/><category term='book visits'/><category term='book'/><category term='burger'/><category term='car trouble'/><category term='SoBe'/><category term='Bone Warriors'/><category term='manuscript'/><category term='first draft'/><category term='teenagers'/><category term='editor'/><category term='playing accordian'/><category term='calmness'/><category term='Bron Bahlmann'/><category term='Storymakers'/><category term='writing goals'/><category term='teeage author'/><category term='little brothers'/><category term='St. George'/><category term='book review'/><category term='bag'/><category term='stuck'/><category term='fix'/><category term='snow'/><category term='book flyer'/><category term='painting'/><category term='Thailand'/><category term='Davy Jones'/><category term='jumping stilts'/><category term='hospital'/><title type='text'>Bone Warriors</title><subtitle type='html'>From the time he wrote "Grave Digger" in third grade, Bron Bahlmann's mom pestered him to write more. At fifteen, he finally finished the 80,000 word "Bone Warriors" which kept her busy editing until it was published in May of 2009. Now he's writing more...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-246387360839563324</id><published>2010-12-06T17:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T17:55:45.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Bron</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/TP2R6USdfkI/AAAAAAAAADw/qoNPwpstQ6w/s1600/Castle%2BBrian%2Bhelped%2Bbuild%2B12-2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/TP2R6USdfkI/AAAAAAAAADw/qoNPwpstQ6w/s400/Castle%2BBrian%2Bhelped%2Bbuild%2B12-2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547750747054898754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/TP2RtttN3xI/AAAAAAAAADo/-cu4dRGVDpI/s1600/Brians%2Bduct%2Btape%2Bguy%2Bat%2Bthe%2Btable%2Bsideways%2Bdark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/TP2RtttN3xI/AAAAAAAAADo/-cu4dRGVDpI/s400/Brians%2Bduct%2Btape%2Bguy%2Bat%2Bthe%2Btable%2Bsideways%2Bdark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547750530539708178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm actually busy enough that blogging is not my priority. (What ... did you really notice no postings since August? Really.) I like to build and create things. My most recent projects are putting a castle on our front porch and making a guy out of duct tape. (Yes, I wrapped my body in duct tape. You should try it. It's an experience you'll never forget. The secret ingredient? Plastic body bags BEFORE the tape!) If you want to know what I'm up to now, visit my mom's blog, because she writes about me sometimes. Check it out here: &lt;a href="http://shirleybahlmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shirley Bahlmann's Blog&lt;/a&gt;. Now go out and do something you love to do. I have spoken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/TP2RQC5RLEI/AAAAAAAAADg/aH8D2YDCm74/s1600/Brians%2Bduct%2Btape%2Bguy%2Bat%2Bthe%2Btable%2Bdark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/TP2RQC5RLEI/AAAAAAAAADg/aH8D2YDCm74/s400/Brians%2Bduct%2Btape%2Bguy%2Bat%2Bthe%2Btable%2Bdark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547750020831325250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-246387360839563324?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/246387360839563324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/12/busy-bron.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/246387360839563324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/246387360839563324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/12/busy-bron.html' title='Busy Bron'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/TP2R6USdfkI/AAAAAAAAADw/qoNPwpstQ6w/s72-c/Castle%2BBrian%2Bhelped%2Bbuild%2B12-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-4556285904975184593</id><published>2010-08-28T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T19:49:00.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School stuff</title><content type='html'>With school coming up, I've been practicing sleeping at night and staying awake in the day. I've gotten pretty good at it.&lt;div&gt;It's not that I really look forward to school, but in a way I do, for seeing people and stuff, but having to sit in classrooms is rather low on my list of favorite activities. But with 10 years behind me and two more to go, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel... no, wait, that's when you die, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what does that say about school, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-4556285904975184593?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/4556285904975184593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/08/school-stuff.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/4556285904975184593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/4556285904975184593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/08/school-stuff.html' title='School stuff'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-7192356937264225658</id><published>2010-08-21T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:47:00.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate pudding'/><title type='text'>Chocolate pudding alert</title><content type='html'>If my mom offers to make you chocolate pudding, be sure you get a good look at the box first. She offered to make me some, and when she brought it to me, brimming with whipped cream, I was appreciative.&lt;div&gt;Then I tasted it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"This tastes funny," I said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom looked guilty. "That's because I couldn't find any chocolate pudding," she said. "We only had vanilla, so I put Ovaltine in it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wonder it tasted funny. She ruined some good vanilla pudding and some good Ovaltine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next time we went to the store, she carried out about 10 boxes of chocolate pudding. If you come over right now, you should be good to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-7192356937264225658?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/7192356937264225658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/08/chocolate-pudding-alert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/7192356937264225658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/7192356937264225658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/08/chocolate-pudding-alert.html' title='Chocolate pudding alert'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-3828583685062927859</id><published>2010-08-05T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T19:47:04.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sad Truth Girls Need to Realize About Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;by Bron Bahlmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;Oh deary me,&lt;br /&gt;How it makes me laugh to see,&lt;br /&gt;The obsession girls all have with Jacob Black,&lt;br /&gt;Tough luck, bad news, he can't love you back.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an author I write books,&lt;br /&gt;So put away your dirty looks,&lt;br /&gt;I know about this stuff,&lt;br /&gt;And I know the news is rough,&lt;br /&gt;But Jacob is a work of fiction,&lt;br /&gt;About that there can be no contradiction,&lt;br /&gt;When you say you love him again and again,&lt;br /&gt;Your claiming your love for Stephanies brain,&lt;br /&gt;Thats really all he is a thought somewere in her head,&lt;br /&gt;You'd be better of loving someone who's dead,&lt;br /&gt;They were real, made of flesh and bone,&lt;br /&gt;But those are things Jacob has never known,&lt;br /&gt;By all means think i'm jelouse and just not as good,&lt;br /&gt;But i'm sorry to say this, jacob doesnt have the priesthood.&lt;br /&gt;He cant bless the sacrament, and cant baptize the dead,&lt;br /&gt;After all, he's a thought in Stephanies head,&lt;br /&gt;I dont look like him and im not a "sexy beast"&lt;br /&gt;I am a human though, and have a brain at least,&lt;br /&gt;I dont have a crooked smile or cool tattoo,&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can look in your eyes and say I love you,&lt;br /&gt;So Edward has eternal life,&lt;br /&gt;So will you if you become my wife,&lt;br /&gt;A temple marriage is something I can share,&lt;br /&gt;Even if im not real strong with lucious locks of hair,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if you want half dead kids, or ones with lots of hair,&lt;br /&gt;All I can offer my future children is scriptures and daily prayer,&lt;br /&gt;So if thats not good enough for you then by all means love Jacob Black,&lt;br /&gt;But sorry to say, he can never love you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-3828583685062927859?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/3828583685062927859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/08/sad-truth-girls-need-to-realize-about.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/3828583685062927859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/3828583685062927859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/08/sad-truth-girls-need-to-realize-about.html' title='The Sad Truth Girls Need to Realize About Twilight'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-5896165247778993017</id><published>2010-06-20T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T18:51:05.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire evolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t-shirt'/><title type='text'>Entrepreneur comin' at ya</title><content type='html'>Just to let you know, I am not only a writer, but am now a T-shirt designer. This company buys cool T-shirt designs, because they bought one of mine.&lt;div&gt;I know you're curious, so here it is, just a click away: &lt;a href="http://www.snorgtees.com/evolutionbites-p-1149.html?osCsid=be34f1d073c802a432eab03d3da87003"&gt;&lt;b&gt;From the Mind of Bron - T-shirt design for the 21st Century.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-5896165247778993017?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/5896165247778993017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/06/entrepreneur-comin-at-ya.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5896165247778993017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5896165247778993017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/06/entrepreneur-comin-at-ya.html' title='Entrepreneur comin&apos; at ya'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-3052268645279216776</id><published>2010-06-11T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T23:14:17.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sticky Fingers</title><content type='html'>Sometimes my little brother Michael doesn't eat good food. Sometimes he plays too many computer games. The other day he told me the ends of his fingers felt sticky and he had a headache. "Did you drink any water today?" I asked him.&lt;br /&gt;He said he didn't remember.&lt;br /&gt;I told him to go and drink some water. It's something like 95 percent of your body weight. Once he had some water and some sleep, he was as good as new.&lt;br /&gt;I think I like him better asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-3052268645279216776?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/3052268645279216776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/06/sticky-fingers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/3052268645279216776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/3052268645279216776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/06/sticky-fingers.html' title='Sticky Fingers'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-6964137271367540252</id><published>2010-05-29T07:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T07:35:36.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I was getting a yearbook...</title><content type='html'>When school ended, we got our yearbooks. Well, I thought I was getting a yearbook. It turned out to look like a baby book. Come on, what would you think of a pure white cover with the pastel letters "New Beginnings" in one corner? Yeah, that's what I thought. But that wasn't the worst of it. When you turn it over, there is a single small pastel hand print at the top.&lt;div&gt;Lame-sauce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're in high school, not preschool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-6964137271367540252?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/6964137271367540252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-thought-i-was-getting-yearbook.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/6964137271367540252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/6964137271367540252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-thought-i-was-getting-yearbook.html' title='I thought I was getting a yearbook...'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-8758490625232926006</id><published>2010-05-02T17:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T17:57:08.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's rotten being sick</title><content type='html'>I've had the worst cough and sore throat the past week. Today my feet were cold and wouldn't get warm. Mom made me some hot apple juice with cinnamon in it.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday a couple of my neighbor's nieces came over to interview me for a book report. That was kind of fun. The brought me brownies and lemon bars. How can you not have fun with brownies and lemon bars in the mix?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-8758490625232926006?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/8758490625232926006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-rotten-being-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/8758490625232926006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/8758490625232926006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-rotten-being-sick.html' title='It&apos;s rotten being sick'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-5943309111157301777</id><published>2010-04-17T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:27:01.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>A Great Hospital Read</title><content type='html'>My mom met an elderly man at a funeral who told her he bought a copy of my book. Mom smiled and said that was great. Then he told her that the book was sitting in a bag with a toothbrush and change of clothes and shaving gear. Mom wasn't sure what to think about that until he said, "So if I ever have to go to the hospital in a hurry, I'm certain I'll have something to read."&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, if he's conscious.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I thought hospitals were what Reader's Digests were for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-5943309111157301777?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/5943309111157301777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/04/great-hospital-read.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5943309111157301777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5943309111157301777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/04/great-hospital-read.html' title='A Great Hospital Read'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-8826377602361636984</id><published>2010-04-06T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T19:54:20.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first draft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manuscript'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom'/><title type='text'>Painting in a corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/S7vy6EiwH3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/XG60UONxDPc/s1600/Brian+new+painted+room+closet+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/S7vy6EiwH3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/XG60UONxDPc/s400/Brian+new+painted+room+closet+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457222452955324274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, well, I got my room painted. (See pictures.) What is really weird is that my mom found a picture I painted in middle school and it was of a guy holding a dragon on his shoulder and it has the same colors I just used for my room. I'll have to take a picture of that and post it next.&lt;br /&gt;I also gave my first draft of Skin Warriors to my mom for an edit. She was all happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/S7vy5hBRsoI/AAAAAAAAADI/ldeyr3l4vJo/s1600/Brian+new+painted+room+window+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/S7vy5hBRsoI/AAAAAAAAADI/ldeyr3l4vJo/s400/Brian+new+painted+room+window+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457222443419677314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-8826377602361636984?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/8826377602361636984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/04/painting-in-corner.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/8826377602361636984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/8826377602361636984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/04/painting-in-corner.html' title='Painting in a corner'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/S7vy6EiwH3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/XG60UONxDPc/s72-c/Brian+new+painted+room+closet+view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-3890565143360295623</id><published>2010-03-28T20:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T20:27:02.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut butter car</title><content type='html'>Okay, so we were playing with a remote control car and our dog, Bibs, was trying to get away from it. So I taped a piece of paper to the top of the car and put peanut butter on it. After that, she chased the car. When she caught it, she licked the peanut butter off.&lt;br /&gt;There is always a way. You just have to find it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-3890565143360295623?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/3890565143360295623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/03/peanut-butter-car.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/3890565143360295623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/3890565143360295623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/03/peanut-butter-car.html' title='Peanut butter car'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-938011393312293208</id><published>2010-03-17T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T15:02:22.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Book</title><content type='html'>Last night I told Mom that my next book is ready for her to look at. Then she asked me if it had an ending.&lt;div&gt;An ending? Of course it has an ending, or why would I be finished with it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silly Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-938011393312293208?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/938011393312293208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/03/second-book.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/938011393312293208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/938011393312293208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/03/second-book.html' title='Second Book'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-4301237467031604764</id><published>2010-02-28T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:39:12.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving My Way</title><content type='html'>Well, if all was normal, I'd have my driver's license by now. But I've been visiting the State Capitol book store and schools every time my driver's ed instructor could go. Finally, two days ago, I passed my driving test and was ready to pick up papers and get my license Monday. But then Mom reminded me we're visiting schools in Las Vegas and St. George for the next three days. That means I won't get my license until Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;But then, watch out. Have car, will drive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-4301237467031604764?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/4301237467031604764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/02/driving-my-way.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/4301237467031604764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/4301237467031604764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/02/driving-my-way.html' title='Driving My Way'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-1569162393442552040</id><published>2010-02-22T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T10:06:57.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='state capitol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booksignings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reporters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legislature'/><title type='text'>State Capitol signing</title><content type='html'>I just got back from signing "Bone Warriors" at the Utah State Capitol. A lot of schools were there and a lot of kids stopped by. A Deseret News reporter interviewed me, took pictures, and said he'd put it in the paper, but I haven't seen it yet. Another reporter wanted a political book or one on homeschooling. I don't understand why he wouldn't be looking for a wicked necromancer in Medieval times.&lt;div&gt;Besides signings, we got to sit in on some legislature going on. While we watched, they passed a law that owners of animals hit on a livestock highway are to be contacted about the dead animal. Their votes were up on a screen that we could see, and the names turned green and had an "X" when they voted "yes." Dad said he thought that was already a law so owners would pay for any damages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, now it really is a law. Just in case you wanted to know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-1569162393442552040?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/1569162393442552040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/02/state-capitol-signing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/1569162393442552040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/1569162393442552040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/02/state-capitol-signing.html' title='State Capitol signing'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-4517027669493252714</id><published>2010-02-10T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T15:58:39.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun With Duct Tape</title><content type='html'>It was chemistry class. My teacher was gone. There was nothing else to do, so I duct-taped a box of Kleenex to the ceiling, a stapler to the blackboard, and two chalk erasers and a marker by the light switch.&lt;div&gt;I know she'll appreciate it when she returns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some mornings I tell Mom I wrote 600 words on my next novel. Some mornings it's 200. It's all progress. And now, maybe I'll have the characters develop a super sticky substance so they can have fun during lulls in the action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-4517027669493252714?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/4517027669493252714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/02/fun-with-duct-tape.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/4517027669493252714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/4517027669493252714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/02/fun-with-duct-tape.html' title='Fun With Duct Tape'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-2660213170862041778</id><published>2010-02-02T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:54:22.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Woes</title><content type='html'>I had a rough Sunday. When I grabbed my clothes and headed out the door for a shower, I bumped into a plastic bag Mom had hung on my doorknob, filled with some of my stuff. When I bumped into the bag, it took me by surprise and I nearly fell down the stairs. After showering in cold water that took a long time to get warm, I put on my shirt only to realize that it was too tight (like a noose around my neck) and missing buttons, but I didn't have time to change or I'd be late for church. when I hurriedly threw some stuff up the stairs to put away later, I clonked my head on the doorjamb. When I reached for my tithing money, I knocked a picture off the wall and broke the frame. I blame my sore arms from working out with weights.&lt;br /&gt;I ended up going to church anyway, and survived!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-2660213170862041778?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/2660213170862041778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunday-woes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/2660213170862041778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/2660213170862041778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunday-woes.html' title='Sunday Woes'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-6109662864465530772</id><published>2010-01-21T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T06:46:40.902-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ties'/><title type='text'>Infernal Invention</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/S1hockphjgI/AAAAAAAAADA/OfpxkK7ibZI/s1600-h/Bron+the+art+of+ties+Marcus+baptism+1-2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/S1hockphjgI/AAAAAAAAADA/OfpxkK7ibZI/s400/Bron+the+art+of+ties+Marcus+baptism+1-2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429204190878600706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who invented ties? When you think about it, they're useless. I'm getting good at tying them, but I still think they're useless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-6109662864465530772?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/6109662864465530772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/01/infernal-invention.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/6109662864465530772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/6109662864465530772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/01/infernal-invention.html' title='Infernal Invention'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/S1hockphjgI/AAAAAAAAADA/OfpxkK7ibZI/s72-c/Bron+the+art+of+ties+Marcus+baptism+1-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-9061496999691710053</id><published>2010-01-13T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:41:34.115-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mascot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booksignings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school visits'/><title type='text'>I got a horse and signed socks</title><content type='html'>It was fun to visit Blanding and Mexican Hat Elementary schools. I almost sold out of books! I got a horse at each school. A stuffed horse mascot from Blanding, and a really good drawing of a horse from a Mexican Hat student. Another student at Mexican Hat had me sign his socks with a permanent ink marker.&lt;br /&gt;I hope his Mom doesn't mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-9061496999691710053?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/9061496999691710053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-got-horse-and-signed-socks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/9061496999691710053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/9061496999691710053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-got-horse-and-signed-socks.html' title='I got a horse and signed socks'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-5346651428963148091</id><published>2010-01-05T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:03:55.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book visits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Snow stinks</title><content type='html'>I wanted to come back from my brother's house in St. George to go to the New Year's Eve dance, but it snowed so much that Mom couldn't come get me. She came the next day instead. I wasn't very happy new year about it.&lt;div&gt;I kind of ran out of ideas for my next Warriors book, so I started working on another one. But don't worry, I'll get back to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to Blanding on Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-5346651428963148091?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/5346651428963148091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-stinks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5346651428963148091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5346651428963148091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-stinks.html' title='Snow stinks'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-1026675976244912402</id><published>2009-12-29T16:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T16:57:13.199-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thai food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thailand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burger'/><title type='text'>Thai Food Tastes Funny</title><content type='html'>When we were in Salt Lake visiting my brother, Scott, we went to a Thai restaurant. I ordered this noodle mushroom thing that even Mom thought looked good, but when it came, I couldn't eat it. She tried a bite and coughed, then asked the waitress if it could be exchanged. The waitress said in her Thai accent that on the menu it said it had jalapeno peppers in it. &lt;div&gt;I ate some of my little brother's sweet and sour orange chicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the waitress came back and said they'd make a different noodle dish for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still didn't like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom boxed it up and shared it with my brothers, one of who has spent time with Cambodians, and thought it was pretty tasty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll have a bacon burger, thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-1026675976244912402?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/1026675976244912402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/12/thai-food-tastes-funny.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/1026675976244912402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/1026675976244912402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/12/thai-food-tastes-funny.html' title='Thai Food Tastes Funny'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-1131441638289241229</id><published>2009-12-29T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T16:40:14.520-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. George'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Tropical Christmas</title><content type='html'>Well, it wasn't exactly a tropical Christmas, but we got to go to St. George where my brother lives for Christmas. I got an external hard drive to save my writing on, AND I got five new book ideas. I wish I could just plug my brain into my computer and have the stories download just like I picture them in my head.&lt;div&gt;Come on, someone, get with that technology, okay? Then let me know as soon as it's invented!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-1131441638289241229?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/1131441638289241229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/12/tropical-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/1131441638289241229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/1131441638289241229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/12/tropical-christmas.html' title='Tropical Christmas'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-6827025716376324899</id><published>2009-12-14T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T05:43:02.877-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driver&apos;s ed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuck'/><title type='text'>Slippin' Away</title><content type='html'>Mom tried driving in the snow yesterday. She got stuck in the driveway. I tried to get her to rock the car so I could push her out, but she didn't quite get it, so we had to get my big brother Zack to do it. Then Mom flipped a U-ey while coming home from church and got stuck in the slush. Zack and I got her car out and brought it home, then when she was going somewhere else, our 70-year-old next door neighbor had to push her car to get her unstuck.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing I'm in the driver's ed car this week so I can my license and drive her wherever she needs to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-6827025716376324899?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/6827025716376324899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/12/slippin-away.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/6827025716376324899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/6827025716376324899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/12/slippin-away.html' title='Slippin&apos; Away'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-9065675464942600824</id><published>2009-12-02T13:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T13:28:09.881-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tow truck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calmness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oil pan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rocks on the road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accidents'/><title type='text'>Saving Mom's car</title><content type='html'>Mom took me to Emery County, Utah, for some school visits. I talked so much I wasn't sure I could talk again, but it was fun.&lt;div&gt;On our way home, we drove over Fairview Canyon instead of going around through Salina. It was shorter, but it also was more dangerous when Mom went around a curve and hit a rock. It scraped along the ground and she yelled, "Oh, no, I broke the car, I broke the car!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mom, pull over," I said. I told her to turn off the engine and set the emergency brake, then I crawled under the car and pulled out a big, square rock that had fallen off the mountain. A lady stopped and drove Mom to a tow truck place while I stayed with the car. A truck drove by, slowed, took a look at the big puddle of oil running down the canyon road like dark blood, and sped up to leave me behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got towed to a garage and Dad came and got us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom says I saved the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know about the day, but I'm pretty sure I saved her car engine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-9065675464942600824?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/9065675464942600824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/12/saving-moms-car.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/9065675464942600824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/9065675464942600824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/12/saving-moms-car.html' title='Saving Mom&apos;s car'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-5647605273897488013</id><published>2009-11-24T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T08:14:25.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drink Faster</title><content type='html'>Warning: Sometimes when you want to do something funny to someone else, and it ends up back on you. For example, when my little brother was drinking out of a water bottle, I reached over and squeezed the bottle, saying, "Drink faster!" He started laughing, which broke the seal around his mouth, and sprayed water all over him, and me.&lt;div&gt;I'm not saying I deserved it, but still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the grand opening of a bookstore in Eagle Mountain called, "Dragons and Fairy Tales." There were a lot of people there, and I did a reading and signed lots of books. I also got to visit Hidden Hollow Elementary, where we had problems with my power point pictures going backwards, but I talked around it and it worked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I did a presentation at Gunnison High School for Career Day as a writer. It was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week, we're going to Ferron, Utah, to visit schools. I'm looking forward to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I won't be drinking from any water bottles my brother can reach, just in case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-5647605273897488013?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/5647605273897488013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/11/drink-faster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5647605273897488013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5647605273897488013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/11/drink-faster.html' title='Drink Faster'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-949430585097343801</id><published>2009-11-13T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T17:42:11.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom said I had to let you know</title><content type='html'>This lady at my dad's work bought a copy of my book for her granddaughter. When her OTHER granddaughter saw it, she said she wanted a copy. It seems that ever since I visited her school, she likes to read, where before that, she didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Mom said I was inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, Mom, can I have dinner now?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-949430585097343801?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/949430585097343801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/11/mom-said-i-had-to-let-you-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/949430585097343801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/949430585097343801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/11/mom-said-i-had-to-let-you-know.html' title='Mom said I had to let you know'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-5691838106533628323</id><published>2009-11-03T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T06:45:29.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish Can Be Harmful to Your Health</title><content type='html'>I had a good time at Logan's school visits, book signing (on a snowy, snowy night!) and the Bone Warriors book reading. But the most exciting thing is that I got a new laptop. What is interesting is that my old laptop barely let me get my new book off it before it shut down. I still have notes on there for other books, so we may have to take it into a computer shop or something to try and get those off. All I can say is, it was time for a new laptop!&lt;div&gt;Apparently I'm better at traveling and speaking than being at home, because when I was carrying a jug downstairs to fill with water for my fish tank, I fell, somehow tearing the flesh pad off the bottom of my big toe. Dad took me in for stitches and I didn't go to school that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got another thousand words done! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-5691838106533628323?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/5691838106533628323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/11/fish-can-be-harmful-to-your-health.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5691838106533628323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5691838106533628323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/11/fish-can-be-harmful-to-your-health.html' title='Fish Can Be Harmful to Your Health'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-2598856361517070628</id><published>2009-10-25T14:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T14:34:53.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headed North</title><content type='html'>Mom's taking me to Logan to visit some schools up there and do a book signing. I'm writing about 1,000 to 2,000 words on my new book just about every night. &lt;div&gt;That's all I can think of for now. I hope something fun happens while I'm gone. No, not at home when I'm not here to see it, but something fun in Logan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-2598856361517070628?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/2598856361517070628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/10/headed-north.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/2598856361517070628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/2598856361517070628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/10/headed-north.html' title='Headed North'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-1047466650988190956</id><published>2009-10-17T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:50:41.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You could win a free book!</title><content type='html'>Hey, you could win a free "Bone Warriors" book if you go to &lt;a href="http://bookgiveaways.blogspot.com/2009/10/bone-warriors-review-and-giveaway.html"&gt;BOOK GIVEAWAYS! (Click here!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a limited time offer, so you'd better hurry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to visit the TLC school in Manti this week, and had a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I can soon visit your community. It would be great to see you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-1047466650988190956?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/1047466650988190956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-could-win-free-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/1047466650988190956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/1047466650988190956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-could-win-free-book.html' title='You could win a free book!'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-6781935984935971672</id><published>2009-10-08T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T13:32:41.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fix'/><title type='text'>Quick Cell Phone Fix</title><content type='html'>Writing is about communication, and so are cell phones. I don't have a cell phone, but my big brother, Zack, does. He came home the other night really unhappy that his phone had quit working. It was too late to go to the cell phone store, but Mom tried calling customer service and trying to see what she could do, which ended up to be nothing, because Zack said no, she couldn't call his friends on their house phones.&lt;br /&gt;So Zack went upstairs because he was upset he couldn't get the numbers and things off his phone. About 20 minutes later, he came back downstairs in a pretty good mood. "It's fixed," he said.&lt;br /&gt;"How did you do that?" Mom asked with a smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;Zack grinned. "I threw it against the wall."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-6781935984935971672?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/6781935984935971672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/10/quick-cell-phone-fix.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/6781935984935971672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/6781935984935971672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/10/quick-cell-phone-fix.html' title='Quick Cell Phone Fix'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-1298367306699752064</id><published>2009-09-25T05:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T05:50:29.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motorcycle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>Motorcycle Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/Sry7VoopHVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-lij4LvMkag/s1600-h/Motorcycle+8+Brian+standing+by+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/Sry7VoopHVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-lij4LvMkag/s400/Motorcycle+8+Brian+standing+by+it.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385385234787802450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy's my oldest brother and he wants to buy a motorcycle but doesn't have lots of money. (He's still going to school at 30 years old! Madness, I say, MADNESS!) Mom found this old motorcyle (it's affordable, but needs a lot of work) and told me to stand beside it for size comparison so she could send Andy a picture. I was not thrilled. Why didn't she ask Zack? He was on the other side of her.&lt;br /&gt;But to save time and earn Good Son points, I did it. (She didn't say I had to smile.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-1298367306699752064?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/1298367306699752064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/09/motorcycle-madness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/1298367306699752064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/1298367306699752064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/09/motorcycle-madness.html' title='Motorcycle Madness'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/Sry7VoopHVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-lij4LvMkag/s72-c/Motorcycle+8+Brian+standing+by+it.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-5198522921707817181</id><published>2009-09-14T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T05:23:15.001-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school visits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jumping stilts'/><title type='text'>School Visits</title><content type='html'>I did my first school visits last Friday at Ephraim, Manti, and Gunnison Elementary. I wasn't nervous, but one lady teacher said I needed to speak louder. Kids from one school asked so many questions about my jumping stilts that they were almost late for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I want to do more visits.&lt;br /&gt;Bring on the kids! Just keep them out from under my stilts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-5198522921707817181?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/5198522921707817181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-visits.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5198522921707817181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5198522921707817181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-visits.html' title='School Visits'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-481108465243772847</id><published>2009-09-05T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T05:56:54.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='napping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanut butter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Peanut Butter Dog Kisses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SqJf2okZ56I/AAAAAAAAACw/mQ3E-i4CO8s/s1600-h/peanut+butter+kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SqJf2okZ56I/AAAAAAAAACw/mQ3E-i4CO8s/s320/peanut+butter+kid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377966297241479074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Mom said she didn't want Michael sleeping at 4:00 p.m. because then he wouldn't sleep at night. I was eating peanut butter, and I'd let our dog, Bibs, in the house, so I had a great idea. I carefully put a blob of peanut butter on Michael's stomach. Bibs licked it off. Michael kept sleeping. So I put on more. Bibs ate more. Michael moved, but stayed asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Something had to be done. I was helping Mom. So I put peanut butter on Michael's cheek. Bibs licked it off, Michael woke up, and he started shouting.&lt;br /&gt;Why did he do that? Bibs has licked him before, and Michael thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;Mom put Michael in a bubble bath. Even after sitting in there for half an hour, Michael said he still smelled like peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;No he didn't, but Bibs and I did!&lt;br /&gt;(BIBS WOULD LOVE THE KID IN THE PICTURE! He's not Michael, though. Michael is 10.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-481108465243772847?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/481108465243772847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/09/peanut-butter-dog-kisses.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/481108465243772847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/481108465243772847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/09/peanut-butter-dog-kisses.html' title='Peanut Butter Dog Kisses'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SqJf2okZ56I/AAAAAAAAACw/mQ3E-i4CO8s/s72-c/peanut+butter+kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-5227031127326358016</id><published>2009-08-29T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:07:23.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breaking bottles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SoBe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talent'/><title type='text'>Breaking SoBe Bottles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/Spn59kYst4I/AAAAAAAAACo/kZlQijh9DMQ/s1600-h/Sobee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/Spn59kYst4I/AAAAAAAAACo/kZlQijh9DMQ/s400/Sobee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375602466378004354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a cool new trick! It took some practice, and fortunately I had to drink a few bottles of SoBe before I got it right, but now I can pop a SoBe bottle on the lid with the flat of my hand and break the bottom of the bottle out!&lt;br /&gt;My mom and my brother are witnesses. Ask them!&lt;br /&gt;Now, what's the number for "America's Got Talent?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-5227031127326358016?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/5227031127326358016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/08/breaking-sobe-bottles.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5227031127326358016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5227031127326358016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/08/breaking-sobe-bottles.html' title='Breaking SoBe Bottles'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/Spn59kYst4I/AAAAAAAAACo/kZlQijh9DMQ/s72-c/Sobee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-5240065391553300057</id><published>2009-08-25T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:14:42.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tapeworms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spaghetti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Davy Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing accordian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Tape Worm Spaghetti</title><content type='html'>Sometimes at my house I have to cook my own food. That's just the way it is. I told my mom the other day that I might just go to cooking school to be a chef during the times I'm not writing. Hey, it's all creative, right?&lt;div&gt;So I cooked some spaghetti and made my own Alfredo sauce and ate it. But there were noodles left over. So I put them in water in the fridge. AND THEY GREW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next time I wanted to eat spaghetti, my food looked like giant, fat tapeworms. My mom's cooking looked good next to those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I took up a new hobby. I picked up our accordion and taught myself to play the song from "Pirates of the Caribbean II" that Davy Jones plays on his organ with his squid tentacle beard. And strangely enough, now that I think about it... those tentacles look a lot like fat spaghetti noodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-5240065391553300057?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/5240065391553300057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/08/tape-worm-spaghetti.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5240065391553300057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5240065391553300057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/08/tape-worm-spaghetti.html' title='Tape Worm Spaghetti'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-737966541332488973</id><published>2009-08-18T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:11:57.609-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mace'/><title type='text'>Making Maces and Faces</title><content type='html'>It's been a few weeks since I started putting together a mace. I had some structural issues to work out, but with more products and perseverance, it's really starting to come together. I'll have to put a picture on here when it's done. You'll be impressed.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I got my school clothes, but am not looking forward to school. (Bleah!) Summer  was just way too short.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-737966541332488973?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/737966541332488973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/08/making-maces-and-faces.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/737966541332488973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/737966541332488973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/08/making-maces-and-faces.html' title='Making Maces and Faces'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-2730968934964963019</id><published>2009-08-05T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:49:57.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wasn't Late for my Signing!</title><content type='html'>Even though people were waiting for me at 1:00 p.m., I wasn't late for my signing! Mom even called the St. George Barnes and Noble on Friday to make sure it was from 3:00-5:00 p.m.! But when I got there at 3:00, I found out that people had been there at 1:00 to meet me. The newspaper had 1:00 p.m. as my signing time! And guess who sent in the article... Mom. (She tries.) She's got me at another signing this Saturday in Cedar City at Braun Books. This time, it really is at 1:00 p.m.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-2730968934964963019?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/2730968934964963019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wasnt-late-for-my-signing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/2730968934964963019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/2730968934964963019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wasnt-late-for-my-signing.html' title='I Wasn&apos;t Late for my Signing!'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-4408390774529384245</id><published>2009-07-31T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:50:15.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tubing'/><title type='text'>A human skipping stone</title><content type='html'>My big brother, Jeff, took me out on Yuba Lake in a tube behind his boat. When he found out he wasn't driving wild enough to bounce me off, he turned up the speed. I got laughing so hard I couldn't hang on any more, hit the water, and skipped across it like a stone. Unfortunately, I got water in my nose. Lots of water. I couldn't breathe. Luckily it didn't last long enough to kill brain cells. Then when I tried to climb back on the raft, my leg wouldn't work. I rode the raft for another two hours, proving the fact that teenager's brain's aren't connected at the synapses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-4408390774529384245?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/4408390774529384245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/07/human-skipping-stone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/4408390774529384245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/4408390774529384245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/07/human-skipping-stone.html' title='A human skipping stone'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-7732387956949287282</id><published>2009-07-23T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T11:33:20.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding the Tube</title><content type='html'>I had a good signing on Whidbey Island. I signed 8 books. Then I went to Confetti Antiques in Spanish Fork and signed two more. Then I went to Mountain West books in Cedar City and signed two there. Now I'm in St. George and will have a book signing on August 1 at Barnes and Noble. Book signings are unpredictable, but so is tubing. Let me tell you about it.&lt;br /&gt;Mom wished she had a camera when I was riding the tube behind my big brother's boat yesterday. Once, he and I hit a wave so hard that all she could see was the bottom of the tube and our feet sticking over the top.&lt;br /&gt;Then my little brother, Mike Mike, wanted to ride, so we gave him the middle seat. He was kind of nervous, but I said, "Hey, has anyone ever fallen off the middle seat? No!" But this time when I was falling off the tube, I held on to the handles and, with the help of a wave, managed to flip it over, dumping Mike Mike and my sister in law, Jamie, into the water. Jamie hit her head on Mike Mike's knee, but no one died, so I don't know what she was complaining about.&lt;br /&gt;It's just too bad Mom didn't have a camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-7732387956949287282?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/7732387956949287282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/07/riding-tube.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/7732387956949287282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/7732387956949287282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/07/riding-tube.html' title='Riding the Tube'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-3434400114439307724</id><published>2009-07-11T21:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T21:15:14.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Whales are...</title><content type='html'>We're supposed to go whale watching. I hope no lycan sailors are out while we're on the water... I'll let you know what strangeness I see when... and if... I return...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-3434400114439307724?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/3434400114439307724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-whales-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/3434400114439307724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/3434400114439307724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-whales-are.html' title='Where Whales are...'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-8695758817039055464</id><published>2009-07-09T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T07:47:00.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragon wings'/><title type='text'>Great review from Sheila Staley!</title><content type='html'>Hey, I got a new review from Sheila Staley! Click right here to read it: &lt;a href="http://whynotbecauseisaidso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Why Not? Because I Said So!&lt;/a&gt; (Sounds a little bit like my mom!)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for doing this, Sheila.&lt;br /&gt;I've been writing a lot lately, at least 600 words a day, sometimes over a thousand. This comes after my mom said I should set a goal of how many words I would write every day. I decided on one hundred, but I'm doing better than that, and I keep getting ideas to fix plot holes as I write.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not writing, I'm working on making a pair of dragon wings. They look pretty cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-8695758817039055464?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/8695758817039055464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-review-from-sheila-staley.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/8695758817039055464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/8695758817039055464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-review-from-sheila-staley.html' title='Great review from Sheila Staley!'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-6502168235833728261</id><published>2009-06-28T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T11:59:39.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead guy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='machine gun'/><title type='text'>Weird things in Vegas</title><content type='html'>I got to spend a few days with my brother, Andy in Las Vegas. It was an interesting trip. I got to shoot a machine gun, and I saw a dead guy. (NO, it wasn't from my shooting! He was by the road as we were leaving, and some city coroner was putting on plastic gloves. When my mom asked what he looked like, I said, "Dead.")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-6502168235833728261?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/6502168235833728261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/06/weird-things-in-vegas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/6502168235833728261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/6502168235833728261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/06/weird-things-in-vegas.html' title='Weird things in Vegas'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-3144951310342464093</id><published>2009-06-19T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:28:51.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging out in Vegas</title><content type='html'>I went to Las Vegas with my brother, Zack, to babysit our brother, Andy's, 3 kids. When I get back, I get to sign books at the Mormon Miracle Pageant in Manti. My mom already sold half a dozen without me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-3144951310342464093?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/3144951310342464093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/06/hanging-out-in-vegas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/3144951310342464093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/3144951310342464093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/06/hanging-out-in-vegas.html' title='Hanging out in Vegas'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-3313825297308685800</id><published>2009-06-10T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T15:07:37.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing Conference'/><title type='text'>Teen Writers Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SjAsGF8tNjI/AAAAAAAAACg/JN1dbLD-FGE/s1600-h/Writing+Conference+Sanpete+Friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SjAsGF8tNjI/AAAAAAAAACg/JN1dbLD-FGE/s320/Writing+Conference+Sanpete+Friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345821240876414514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SjAsF71v3yI/AAAAAAAAACY/gNYEBFIU4A8/s1600-h/Writing+Conference+Bron+signing+books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SjAsF71v3yI/AAAAAAAAACY/gNYEBFIU4A8/s320/Writing+Conference+Bron+signing+books.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345821238162874146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SjAsFrh_4lI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GmNv-iV9UEs/s1600-h/Writing+Conference+Bron+on+the+panel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SjAsFrh_4lI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GmNv-iV9UEs/s320/Writing+Conference+Bron+on+the+panel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345821233785070162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SjAsFVkaaEI/AAAAAAAAACI/yzGCOGzoWlk/s1600-h/Writing+Conference+Bron+Michael+Jessica+Day+George.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SjAsFVkaaEI/AAAAAAAAACI/yzGCOGzoWlk/s320/Writing+Conference+Bron+Michael+Jessica+Day+George.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345821227889616962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SjAsFHZ8BSI/AAAAAAAAACA/GHLyUhwtYNU/s1600-h/Writing+Conference+Bron+and+three+other+authors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SjAsFHZ8BSI/AAAAAAAAACA/GHLyUhwtYNU/s320/Writing+Conference+Bron+and+three+other+authors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345821224087586082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great to be at the teen writers conference in Ogden, Utah on Saturday June 6. I got to hang out with some great authors I admire and meet some new people about my age who also like writing.&lt;br /&gt;In the top picture, I'm with some writer friends Kim Wayman, Kimi Poulson, and Holly Bishop.  In the next photo, I'm signing books. I got to answer some questions on the panel, (in the next picture), although I'll admit that the one about what college degree I got before being published had me stumped. I could only answer that I graduated at the top of my kindergarten class.&lt;br /&gt;For the "What ideas do you start with?" question, I was in favor of asking yourself "What if?" questions, such as, "What if instead of nice town names like "Mt. Pleasant," "Fountain Green," and "Fairview," there was a place named "Crappy Average Town?" What kind of people would live there? What kind of jobs would they do?&lt;br /&gt;Unknown to me, one of the girls in the audience was from Mt. Pleasant, and said so after I spoke!&lt;br /&gt;The worst part of the whole conference was at the end when my little brother sat in the aisle to take pictures of me and ended up picking a scab off his leg. Ew! You can see my annoying little brother in the second to last picture, where he's standing by me. We're both in back of author Jessica Day George. All the rest of it was pretty good. I'm glad I could go, as you can see from my smile in the last picture where I'm standing with some other great authors, Lisa Mangum, J. Scott Savage, and James Dashner. I'm their hero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-3313825297308685800?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/3313825297308685800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/06/teen-writers-conference.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/3313825297308685800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/3313825297308685800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/06/teen-writers-conference.html' title='Teen Writers Conference'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SjAsGF8tNjI/AAAAAAAAACg/JN1dbLD-FGE/s72-c/Writing+Conference+Sanpete+Friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-418967122658853677</id><published>2009-06-03T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:19:15.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cindy Beck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karlene Browning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review Bone Warriors'/><title type='text'>More Bone Warrior Reviews!</title><content type='html'>Hey, the awesome Karlene Browning reviewed "Bone Warriors" at her InkSplasher blog. &lt;a href="http://inksplasher.blogspot.com/2009/06/bone-warriors-by-bron-bahlmann.html"&gt;CLICK to check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, but Cindy Beck, (who is the acknowledgments of "Bone Warriors" by the way), also gave her review at &lt;a href="http://bythebecks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Write Up My Alley&lt;/a&gt;. (It's the second blog down, dated May 30.)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to these ladies for their time to review.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-418967122658853677?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/418967122658853677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-bone-warrior-reviews.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/418967122658853677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/418967122658853677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-bone-warrior-reviews.html' title='More Bone Warrior Reviews!'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-5251473885466132951</id><published>2009-05-31T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:03:47.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book signing'/><title type='text'>Looking up to my brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SiLwkzqLy9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/JsbvncXD3m8/s1600-h/Graduation+Skippy+master+Brian+-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SiLwkzqLy9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/JsbvncXD3m8/s320/Graduation+Skippy+master+Brian+-13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342096623147928530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother, Zack, graduated from high school last week. (It was the same weekend I signed 28 books!) Here I am looking over his shoulder. (He hates it when I do that!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-5251473885466132951?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/5251473885466132951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/looking-up-to-my-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5251473885466132951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5251473885466132951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/looking-up-to-my-brother.html' title='Looking up to my brother'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SiLwkzqLy9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/JsbvncXD3m8/s72-c/Graduation+Skippy+master+Brian+-13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-2279903191831598738</id><published>2009-05-23T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T21:04:51.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shauna Lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book launch party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broadcasting'/><title type='text'>Missing my Launch Party and seeing Shauna Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/ShjHVR_3eFI/AAAAAAAAABI/tlubELg9fys/s1600-h/Shauna+Lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/ShjHVR_3eFI/AAAAAAAAABI/tlubELg9fys/s320/Shauna+Lake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339236526670182482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I was excited about our Broadcasting class field trip to the TV stations in Salt Lake City. We left at 7:30 in the morning, which seemed like plenty of time to get back for my first county-wide book launch signing, but nooo. My mom called my class advisor just as 5:00 rolled around, and we were just leaving Salt Lake. So she went to the book signing for me and put sticky notes on all the books people bought with the names I was supposed to sign them to. I was kind of mad because I wanted to be there.&lt;br /&gt;When we were in the parking garage at Channel 2, our advisor had gone somewhere and told us to wait in the van. That's when newscaster Shauna Lake got out of her car. One of the kids yelled, "There's Shauna Lake!"&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Lake came over to our van and spoke right into my window. "What are you guys doing here?" she asked with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;I looked from side to side, but no one else was speaking up, so I said, "Um... we're on a field trip?"&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, have fun," she said, and walked away. I'm sure she wasn't even out of earshot before we all burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we could say I made an impression on a TV news reporter that might get my foot in the door for an interview. Maybe that was worth missing my first book launch party... but I don't think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-2279903191831598738?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/2279903191831598738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/missing-my-launch-party-and-seeing.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/2279903191831598738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/2279903191831598738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/missing-my-launch-party-and-seeing.html' title='Missing my Launch Party and seeing Shauna Lake'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/ShjHVR_3eFI/AAAAAAAAABI/tlubELg9fys/s72-c/Shauna+Lake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-4423364691324321757</id><published>2009-05-17T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:59:55.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pinkston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='author'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tristi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bone Warriors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teeage author'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book signing'/><title type='text'>Tristi Pinkston reviewed "Bone Warriors!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/ShBdIstNncI/AAAAAAAAABA/sN-SMWruyF8/s1600-h/Brian+outsigning+Mom+at+Elsinore+boutique+5-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/ShBdIstNncI/AAAAAAAAABA/sN-SMWruyF8/s320/Brian+outsigning+Mom+at+Elsinore+boutique+5-2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336867962455170498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi! Here's a picture of me outsigning my mom at my very first author signing. I'm glad Mom was a good sport about it though.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, author Tristi Pinkston reviewed "Bone Warriors" for me! My favorite part about her review was the line: "I have to say, I was impressed. Bron Bahlmann isn't just a good writer for being fifteen; he's a good writer, period." You can: You can read the whole thing here: &lt;a href="http://tristisbooktours.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tristi Pinkston's book reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tristisbooktours.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Thank you, Tristi that's very kind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-4423364691324321757?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/4423364691324321757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/tristi-pinkston-reviewed-bone-warriors.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/4423364691324321757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/4423364691324321757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/tristi-pinkston-reviewed-bone-warriors.html' title='Tristi Pinkston reviewed &quot;Bone Warriors!&quot;'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/ShBdIstNncI/AAAAAAAAABA/sN-SMWruyF8/s72-c/Brian+outsigning+Mom+at+Elsinore+boutique+5-2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-519031106229989191</id><published>2009-05-14T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:20:18.815-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bron Bahlmann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bone Warriors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ali Cross'/><title type='text'>A Review by Ali Cross</title><content type='html'>Hey, I got a nice new review from Ali Cross. Go ahead, click here: &lt;a href="http://grrlinawhirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-review-bone-warriors.html"&gt;Girl in a Whirl&lt;/a&gt; to read it! Thank you for your time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-519031106229989191?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/519031106229989191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/review-by-ali-cross.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/519031106229989191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/519031106229989191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/review-by-ali-cross.html' title='A Review by Ali Cross'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-2217160431659327528</id><published>2009-05-13T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:10:13.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books book bron bahlmann boutique signing I went first a my or so'/><title type='text'>Outsold my mom.</title><content type='html'>I went to my first actual book signing at a small boutique in Elsinore. I outsold my mom by about 6 books or so and met a lot of great people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-2217160431659327528?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/2217160431659327528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/outsold-my-mom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/2217160431659327528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/2217160431659327528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/outsold-my-mom.html' title='Outsold my mom.'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-1204239264441570982</id><published>2009-05-09T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T07:39:41.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Setting up signings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SgWVnErEujI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6sbFUhoIxEg/s1600-h/2008+December+Sumos+Brian+and+Michael+face-off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SgWVnErEujI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6sbFUhoIxEg/s320/2008+December+Sumos+Brian+and+Michael+face-off.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333833832192064050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just talked to a guy named Doug Clift of The 3 Little Monkeys bookstore, and he wants me to do a signing there on June 5. He also told Mom she should get me on T.V., and he's checking with people he knows at one of the stations to get me there. I'm doing signings in two weeks in each of three Sanpete towns: Mt. Pleasant, Ephraim, and Gunnison. I'm ready to take on the book world, but in this picture, I'm taking on my little brother, and we are dressed as Sumo wrestlers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-1204239264441570982?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/1204239264441570982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/setting-up-signings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/1204239264441570982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/1204239264441570982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/setting-up-signings.html' title='Setting up signings'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SgWVnErEujI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6sbFUhoIxEg/s72-c/2008+December+Sumos+Brian+and+Michael+face-off.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-6478776710876196818</id><published>2009-05-07T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:19:18.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>First Book Review!</title><content type='html'>Hey, I got my books yesterday! And I got my first book review! Check it out at: &lt;a href="http://www.wendword.blogspot.com/"&gt;WENDWORD&lt;/a&gt; and see what Weston Elliott has to say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-6478776710876196818?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/6478776710876196818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-book-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/6478776710876196818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/6478776710876196818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-book-review.html' title='First Book Review!'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-2746929807791737277</id><published>2009-05-06T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T03:48:42.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting, waiting, waiting...</title><content type='html'>Mom said she would drive me to Springville to pick up the copies of my new book as soon as they are ready. The publisher said probably today. We're waiting, some of us more impatiently than others...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-2746929807791737277?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/2746929807791737277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/waiting-waiting-waiting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/2746929807791737277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/2746929807791737277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/waiting-waiting-waiting.html' title='Waiting, waiting, waiting...'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-3926339367714776938</id><published>2009-05-01T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:35:38.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abandoned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='printed books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book flyer'/><title type='text'>Abandoned but printed!</title><content type='html'>Well, first of all, I was doing everyone a favor by staying after school to work on Algebra. Mom was visiting Grandma, and said she would be there at the school to pick me up when my torture session, I mean, Algebra study time, was over.&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;So I called her from the school phone, I called from my cousin's cell phone, I called as loud as I could yell.&lt;br /&gt;No luck.&lt;br /&gt;So I walked to my cousin's house with him. Then my aunt drove me home. (No, I'm not a wimp. It was seven miles!)&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the day is that my local bookstore showed Mom an ordering flyer with my book on it. We should be able to pick up copies next week. If Mom won't leave me behind in Springville, I guess I'll forgive her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-3926339367714776938?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/3926339367714776938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/abandoned-but-printed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/3926339367714776938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/3926339367714776938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/05/abandoned-but-printed.html' title='Abandoned but printed!'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-6564477633512578968</id><published>2009-04-29T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:38:57.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Spring Fever</title><content type='html'>Now that it's finally stopped snowing, it's harder and harder to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;The assistant principal stopped my mom at school today and said he heard I was publishing a book. He said he wants to read it.&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I wonder if he could influence my teachers to give me extra credit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-6564477633512578968?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/6564477633512578968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-fever.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/6564477633512578968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/6564477633512578968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-fever.html' title='Spring Fever'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339395007557694177.post-5164364533849148647</id><published>2009-04-26T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:35:51.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storymakers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='editor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing Conference'/><title type='text'>Storymaker Conference and Me</title><content type='html'>Just got back from the Storymaker Conference in Provo where I met with an editor from Tor. She said my writing was original, and encouraged me to keep it up. She also said that she thought I could make a living at it.&lt;br /&gt;Now that's what I like to hear.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that didn't really make sense was when she said I shouldn't worry about getting published right now. When I asked why not? She said it could put me in a niche that would be hard to break out of. I don't really get it. Why would I want to break out of a niche doing something I love to do?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure she  meant well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339395007557694177-5164364533849148647?l=bonewarriors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/feeds/5164364533849148647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/04/storymaker-conference-and-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5164364533849148647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339395007557694177/posts/default/5164364533849148647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonewarriors.blogspot.com/2009/04/storymaker-conference-and-me.html' title='Storymaker Conference and Me'/><author><name>Bron Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08611856973882275235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8uf-A8o-Os/SfTKQNp4JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8KDBpkFkPD0/S220/Bron+Bahlmann+4-2009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
