<?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-2961288331473493490</id><updated>2011-05-10T09:15:53.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J!MB0</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-132314009192998375</id><published>2008-05-30T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T07:05:43.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poem</title><content type='html'>I am: Jimmy &lt;br /&gt;Son of: Ethel G&lt;br /&gt;Who needs a job, some sleep, some money&lt;br /&gt;Who loves my life, family, and friends&lt;br /&gt;Who sees pregnant people, poor people &lt;br /&gt;Who hates school and drugs&lt;br /&gt;Who fears getting sick and going to jail&lt;br /&gt;Who dreams of money, having kids and success&lt;br /&gt;Who has found poems of happiness&lt;br /&gt;Resident of the Bronx, NY&lt;br /&gt;Morris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-132314009192998375?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/132314009192998375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=132314009192998375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/132314009192998375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/132314009192998375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-poem.html' title='My Poem'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-4043508522391224492</id><published>2008-05-19T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T05:59:33.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My MATH History</title><content type='html'>My name is Jimmy Morris and I live in the Bronx, NY. I was born on Dec 5 1993. I have 5 sisters and two of their names are Jimmella and jinnivia is the smallest sister and Jimmella is 1 year older than me. I have a good best friend that do things like me his name is Dante and we will be friend until the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Math in elementary school was a little easy but the one thing I did not know about that much was multiplying. The school I used to go to C.E.S 2 but now they call it P.S.2 and if they move the building it will never change the happiness I had at my graduation I was happy looking at my mom cry to see me walk down to the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I made it to 6th grade I thought math was going to be harder. When I went to the 7th grade math class was very hard, I did not no anything but my teacher Ms. Matthews made it easy for me. When I got to the 8th grade that’s when math got more harder. It was so hard that I did not want to have math class no more and then my 8th grad teacher Ms.Hernandez talk about the hard thing fast and then the easy things last. I fell very well about that because I am moving on to bigger things like Taft High School and learning new stuff. My biggest fear for High School is meeting new people and not to get in no fights. I will like to play basketball and go to college and be a star.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-4043508522391224492?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/4043508522391224492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=4043508522391224492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/4043508522391224492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/4043508522391224492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-math-history.html' title='My MATH History'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-5589037039500476525</id><published>2008-04-28T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T08:43:35.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*th grade expo</title><content type='html'>Am think about the 8 grade expo what a going to say to my mom when she  going to see my work and people i did not see be for if they ask my some think like why you wrote that do it have to be aport of my life .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-5589037039500476525?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/5589037039500476525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=5589037039500476525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/5589037039500476525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/5589037039500476525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/04/th-grade-expo.html' title='*th grade expo'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-6743992940308335621</id><published>2008-04-11T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T07:03:27.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The outsider</title><content type='html'>The outsider would have trouble making friends because they is grasser and people dont like them and that they wore dirty clothes and that they hung out in the movies,home and the streets. I would not want to be friends with someone like that because they is dirty and they make a lot of trouble and i dont  think it will be normal walkin with the grasses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-6743992940308335621?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/6743992940308335621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=6743992940308335621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/6743992940308335621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/6743992940308335621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/04/outsider.html' title='The outsider'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-699064534212723977</id><published>2008-03-14T06:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T06:30:33.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art work</title><content type='html'>Art should express a lot of love trouble and pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great example of art that shows pain and suffering is auguste roding sculpture the thinker. I see a lot of pain. He has his head down. When I see The Thinker, I feel sad inside. It looks like he is lost in sad thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artists need to put them selves inton their  work. For example, if the artist is in he can paint his love into his picture. Some people believe that Leonardo de Vincei was in love with Mona Lisa .When I see moan Lisa smile I see that she in love or keeping a secret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-699064534212723977?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/699064534212723977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=699064534212723977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/699064534212723977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/699064534212723977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/03/art-work.html' title='Art work'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-8327040629337377492</id><published>2008-03-11T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T12:00:08.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The math test</title><content type='html'>TO am going to school we have a math test am ready to take it am am takein it and its hard i dont now what to do so i think what can i do or say am done and mad that i did not now some of the answer  and the 2 teat come and its writhin i dont no what to put so i try to say some thing good am done and fellin good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-8327040629337377492?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/8327040629337377492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=8327040629337377492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/8327040629337377492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/8327040629337377492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/03/math-test.html' title='The math test'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-2916047240600194873</id><published>2008-02-28T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T05:50:49.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andy Warhol: Script for the Video</title><content type='html'>Andy Warhol's famous portrait of Marilyn Monroe shows a lot of motion and pain. He is a pop artist who uses bright colors. You can see that Andy Warhol painted her lips blue. This is a non-representational use of color. It makes her lips look cold. How do different colors make you feel?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-2916047240600194873?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/2916047240600194873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=2916047240600194873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/2916047240600194873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/2916047240600194873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/02/andy-warhol-script-for-video.html' title='Andy Warhol: Script for the Video'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-258018930446468064</id><published>2008-02-13T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T09:42:25.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>media and journalism</title><content type='html'>Media:Messages that are communicated around the world&lt;br /&gt;Journalism:Writing about the news&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-258018930446468064?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/258018930446468064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=258018930446468064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/258018930446468064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/258018930446468064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/02/media-and-journalism.html' title='media and journalism'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-2391759531315337229</id><published>2008-02-12T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T06:31:15.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>art work</title><content type='html'>In the 18th century Rococo art was fun it staarted in france in his paintings shows fancy ladies and out said gentlemen. Rococo art followed many rules like baroque artists used dark colors. Rococo painted serious people like heroes or saints. The king of france,louis XIV wanntewd art to follow the rules .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-2391759531315337229?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/2391759531315337229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=2391759531315337229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/2391759531315337229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/2391759531315337229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/02/art-work.html' title='art work'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-4684840022125003626</id><published>2008-02-08T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T06:44:45.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to day</title><content type='html'>To day i saw my girl and i ask her if seh can go to the movie and she said her dad said no so in my mian am like yes i can hug out. With my friends and party and see new girls and go paces and than she is going to fordum to get her earrings and i said cool am going 2 to get mian today so i have a chance to hug out with her and the friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-4684840022125003626?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/4684840022125003626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=4684840022125003626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/4684840022125003626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/4684840022125003626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-day.html' title='to day'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-198207805311077481</id><published>2008-02-08T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T06:20:56.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://art.com"&gt;art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-198207805311077481?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/198207805311077481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=198207805311077481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/198207805311077481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/198207805311077481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/02/art_08.html' title=''/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-2961997591805208530</id><published>2008-02-07T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T06:06:17.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>On frieday i had plants to go to a partty to dance and have a lil fun and then go to the movie whit my friends and when i whent to  school. My sister was talking to a girl that she new for a lag time we is talking about shows that was on tv . And that same day she ask me out am thinking yse so we kiss i said bey so i walking  home and went on myspace. I ask her to go with me to the movie she said yes so am thing i have to be funny and nice.Ok am saying in my mean that i have to go some where with the boys or girls non i dont no what to say non&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-2961997591805208530?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/2961997591805208530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=2961997591805208530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/2961997591805208530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/2961997591805208530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/02/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-5520659464475089531</id><published>2008-02-06T09:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T09:31:14.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the kid</title><content type='html'>'ve always known how beautiful Belfast is, but I don't think I fully appreciated it until I left.  Is it like this for everyone, or is it mainly Irish artists?  Every Irish artist that writes about, sings about or paints the beauty of Ireland seems to be someone that has long since left its shores.  The point is, I'm back in Belfast today and loving it.  I came back last night for a gig (don't shout at me Belfast folks...it was a private BBC thing, so there were no tickets for us regular cubs) and it was just great to be walking round Belfast at night.  After my gig finished I walked through town with Brian and Jackie (my managers), over to see Ken Haddock playing in the Cathedral Quarter...it was great!  I always get taken slightly aback at how friendly people are here.  In one sense I know it, but living in London gets you out of the way of it.  Nobody really talks to each other in London, but by the time I'd got off the plane and arrived at the gig, I'd had at least three or four conversations with people I didn't know....you gotta love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as much as I'd love to sit here and chat with you, I'm in the mood for a good coffee.  So, I'm off to wander the streets and strike up conversations with people I don't know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-5520659464475089531?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/5520659464475089531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=5520659464475089531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/5520659464475089531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/5520659464475089531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/02/kid.html' title='the kid'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-5327650035500053202</id><published>2008-02-06T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T09:12:59.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>art</title><content type='html'>Murals have been around since 30,000 years ago and the pictures was painting by colleen messina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-5327650035500053202?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/5327650035500053202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=5327650035500053202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/5327650035500053202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/5327650035500053202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/02/art.html' title='art'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-2003780308731211846</id><published>2008-02-05T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T05:48:10.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Editing</title><content type='html'>Lbraries are great place to find a books. They have books magazines and dvds you can borrow for free the librarians are helpful to. My favorite way to spend sunday afternoon Is curled up in chair at the librarie reading a comicen book? I really like calvin &amp; hobbes did u know that they are named after philosophers. libraries are also great places to research topics for school. When is the last time you checked out ur local library!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-2003780308731211846?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/2003780308731211846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=2003780308731211846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/2003780308731211846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/2003780308731211846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/02/editing.html' title='Editing'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-5889608803355286510</id><published>2008-02-01T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T06:28:18.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mj</title><content type='html'>to day i did non thing because its frieday and my art is looking good so fare so good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-5889608803355286510?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/5889608803355286510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=5889608803355286510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/5889608803355286510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/5889608803355286510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/02/mj.html' title='mj'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-4774794720977180771</id><published>2008-01-31T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T06:31:28.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>art</title><content type='html'>painting by: Goedhuis&lt;br /&gt;Found in artforum magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this pic i see one boy and one girl and the girl look like to is about to go swing and the boy look like he is going out so where like the movie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-4774794720977180771?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/4774794720977180771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=4774794720977180771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/4774794720977180771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/4774794720977180771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/01/art.html' title='art'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-6155282744442271967</id><published>2008-01-22T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T12:10:16.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dr martin luther kid</title><content type='html'>Dr.Martin Luther king day mean a late to me because he give freedom and rights to all people like blacks people and whits to get a line and and go on the same bus as dome what out Get up for the whit people to shit down and to be in the same class                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-6155282744442271967?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/6155282744442271967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=6155282744442271967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/6155282744442271967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/6155282744442271967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/01/dr-martin-luther-kid.html' title='dr martin luther kid'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-8264713857507626468</id><published>2008-01-14T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T11:10:36.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhe ELA Test</title><content type='html'>I now that am going to do good tomorrow because i did a lot over the week  and that i now that i work hard to pass and try to get a 4 or 3 on the test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-8264713857507626468?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/8264713857507626468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=8264713857507626468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/8264713857507626468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/8264713857507626468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/01/rhe-ela-test.html' title='Rhe ELA Test'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-8780551304292276217</id><published>2008-01-08T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T12:06:16.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>geting in troblem</title><content type='html'>today i was in class and it was fun i was in gym playing a round and i was going to class but i did  not want  to go and i get in troblem ms. bolton and she said that she was going yo cell my mom and i get mad and want  to class and non am doing my work the end me geting in troblem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-8780551304292276217?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/8780551304292276217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=8780551304292276217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/8780551304292276217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/8780551304292276217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2008/01/geting-in-troblem.html' title='geting in troblem'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961288331473493490.post-2412346901220619794</id><published>2007-10-31T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T09:02:14.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mj</title><content type='html'>J-kid was born in Mississippi, he is twenty years old. His mom’s name is Rose and his dad’s name is James. They both died in a car accident. &lt;br /&gt;J-kid did not have a house to live in. He used to sleep in a car, but when his mom and dad died they had to rip the car in half. j-kid walked around to look for a job. He got the job helping people try to stop using drugs. He got paid 1 dollar every hour. He bought food and a box to sleep in. &lt;br /&gt;It started raining outside, he is running from the rain, he saw an abandoned building. He went inside the building and started to lay down. He went to sleep and the next day he got up and looked at the phonebook. &lt;br /&gt;He found his last name, Morris, in the phonebook. He called and found out that’s his cousin. He goes to her house and lives there for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2961288331473493490-2412346901220619794?l=mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/feeds/2412346901220619794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961288331473493490&amp;postID=2412346901220619794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/2412346901220619794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961288331473493490/posts/default/2412346901220619794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjmoneymakermj.blogspot.com/2007/10/mj.html' title='mj'/><author><name>j-kid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
