<?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-9837282</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:06:01.891+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey Bar</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110866321576148259</id><published>2005-02-18T06:58:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T07:00:15.763+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Flight Ahead</title><content type='html'>I need to fly some people to Honolulu. Man that's going to be a long flight. With many stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corky is coming along to help and we're installing the outboard fuel tanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they're paying in advance, so that's going to help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110866321576148259?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110866321576148259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110866321576148259' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110866321576148259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110866321576148259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/02/long-flight-ahead.html' title='Long Flight Ahead'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110778491024033896</id><published>2005-02-08T03:00:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T03:01:50.240+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Slow Week</title><content type='html'>But that's what we like. But Jack is starting to get twitchy, so I think that something bad is going to be happening soon. It can never stay like this for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110778491024033896?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110778491024033896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110778491024033896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110778491024033896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110778491024033896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/02/another-slow-week.html' title='Another Slow Week'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110726894008615919</id><published>2005-02-02T03:29:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T03:42:20.086+13:00</updated><title type='text'>That Was Tough</title><content type='html'>More Nazis. They seem to be all over the Maravellas. I guess that they're looking for advantages, just like the Japanese are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why they have to bother me, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up impersonating an American who was supposed to meet the Germans. I needed to find out what was going on because the native we found was somehow involved in this business. It turns out that this American was actually a spy! So, here I am, involved with a bunch of Nazis who think I'm on their side, but it turns out I'm not supposed to be on their side, I'm on the American side! It's all very convoluted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they take me to this island, where I find the Nazis have enslaved the natives and are making them work on this big bomb. This can't be good. First, I have to free the slaves and then get rid of the bomb. A tall order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, someone ratted me out. And the Germans discovered I was a spy! Or at least they thought I was. They were going to shoot me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Sarah and Corky came to my rescue. Oh, and Jack. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up getting the natives off the island, because the Germans were going to test the new bomb. Before the test, we were able to dump it down a huge trench in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some of the Germans didn't make it. Not that I'm complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm all done with adventure for a while now. I just want to fly and drink. Maybe play some cards with Louie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110726894008615919?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110726894008615919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110726894008615919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110726894008615919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110726894008615919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/02/that-was-tough.html' title='That Was Tough'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110692566945211058</id><published>2005-01-29T04:17:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T04:21:09.453+13:00</updated><title type='text'>This Was Creepy</title><content type='html'>We found some poor native guy floating in the ocean. I landed and we tried to save him, but he had these horrible burns. And they didn't look like exposure burns. He died soon after we got him onto the Goose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sarah's been acting strange too. I don't know what's up with her, but I think she's hiding something from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110692566945211058?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110692566945211058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110692566945211058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110692566945211058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110692566945211058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-was-creepy.html' title='This Was Creepy'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110665894682224494</id><published>2005-01-26T02:07:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T02:15:46.823+13:00</updated><title type='text'>We Found Corky</title><content type='html'>It wasn't easy, but we did. We even got Koji to come off of Matuka to help us look. Because, it turns out, that the guy who shanghied Corky was Koji's half-brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And get this: she killed him. Herself, not one of her minions. It was unreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we end up on this island in the Japanese Mandate and the ship is anchored up a small river. Apparently the engine went out and they needed a mechanic. So this guy (Koji's half-brother) took Corky to have him fix it. He was a slaver! He had a whole bunch of natives locked up in his hold. So Koji killing him is no big loss to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corky starts to fix it, knowing for sure that when it's working again the guy will kill him, even though he said he'd let him go. So Corky stalls, hoping that we'd come and find him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buzz the ship a few times to get their attention and Koji's people board the ship. And so did Jack. He went to find Corky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally made it to the ship, even in my state, and I was able to help Corky get away, along with all the captives. This was a foul place and it was great to release them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything, Koji left as if nothing happened! She just killed her half-brother! I didn't think that she was that cold. Of course if she hadn't killed him, I or Corky might have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we made it back to Bora Gora. But Corky had to fly the plane. I think that made Jack feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110665894682224494?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110665894682224494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110665894682224494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110665894682224494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110665894682224494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/01/we-found-corky.html' title='We Found Corky'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110631220474138199</id><published>2005-01-22T01:55:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T01:56:44.740+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Off To Matuka</title><content type='html'>It seems we need Koji's help in locating Corky. So I have to fly to Matuka, in spite of this horrible malaria. We'll see how it all shakes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110631220474138199?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110631220474138199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110631220474138199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110631220474138199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110631220474138199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/01/off-to-matuka.html' title='Off To Matuka'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110622715319082175</id><published>2005-01-21T02:17:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T02:19:13.190+13:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is The Malaria</title><content type='html'>And, I'm feeling really bad. Sarah has been helping me, but it's just something you usually have to sweat out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Corky's gone missing. No one's seen him since last night. He was drinking with some old salt and they went out to the dock and didn't come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have to try to track him down. And in my state, it's not going to be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110622715319082175?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110622715319082175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110622715319082175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110622715319082175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110622715319082175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/01/it-is-malaria.html' title='It Is The Malaria'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110605946490738594</id><published>2005-01-19T03:43:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T03:44:24.906+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling A Bit Under The Weather</title><content type='html'>Oh boy. I'm starting to feel sick. It might be that malaria flaring up again. I hope not. That could put me out of it for a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110605946490738594?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110605946490738594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110605946490738594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110605946490738594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110605946490738594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/01/feeling-bit-under-weather.html' title='Feeling A Bit Under The Weather'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110597488675607911</id><published>2005-01-18T04:05:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T04:14:46.756+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow! What A Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Now that was an adventure! We flew to this island in the Japanese Mandate, following Fritz and his minions, because Sarah thinks he had something to do with the death of her manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We end up landing on the other side of the island. Corky stays with the Goose, I tried to make Sarah stay, but typically, she insists on coming along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we get seperated. Somehow Fritz captures her and ties her to a palm tree. It turns out that there really are giant apes on this island! They're guarding some kind of shrine or something. Anyway, Fritz is using Sarah as bait for these apes. Jack manages to find me and I come to get her. We follow a trail up to this shrine and find this monkey idol, about the size of a basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when Fritz suprises us. He tries to take it from me and we get into this big fight. It was nasty, we both ended up falling into the lake. Which was full of snakes! Fritz goes down and doesn't come back up (which was good). I crawl out, soaking wet and suddenly we're being chased by Koji's troops, along with some German troops to boot. And just to add spice to the mix, a bunch of giant apes, mad that we've taken their idol join in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We race back to the Goose, Jack barking at Corky to get the thing started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, we make it back to Bora Gora. Louie tells us that the monkey idol is made of brass! We are mocked and he puts it up on his shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never did find out if Fritz killed Sarah's manager, but she seems satisfied with what we did find out. Jack just wants his eye back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110597488675607911?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110597488675607911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110597488675607911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110597488675607911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110597488675607911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/01/wow-what-weekend.html' title='Wow! What A Weekend!'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110562286774473746</id><published>2005-01-14T02:23:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T02:27:47.746+13:00</updated><title type='text'>It's The Japanese</title><content type='html'>It looks like we're headed towards the Japanese Mandate. That's where the trail leads. Some nasty SS officer also is involved. Sarah thinks he killed her manager. Jack, Corky and I are going to follow them to an island in the Japanese Mandate. This won't go over well if we get caught. And I can't keep Sarah from coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a local legend about a huge solid gold monkey, and it looks like the SS guy is teaming up with Koji's minions to go after it. Plus, it's gaurded by giant apes! Apes in the Maravellas! More local legends that don't mean anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something is definately going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110562286774473746?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110562286774473746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110562286774473746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110562286774473746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110562286774473746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-japanese.html' title='It&apos;s The Japanese'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110553603324432647</id><published>2005-01-13T02:15:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T02:20:33.243+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Now She Wants More Help!</title><content type='html'>Sarah wants me to help to try to find out who killed her manager. She thinks it was some German guy. It looks like trouble. But then, Sarah's trouble, no doubt about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we need to get ready to follow this German guy off to some other island. I'm not sure what he's up to, but I guess we'll find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know something bad is going to happen. Even Corky said that. Jack, however, has great faith in Sarah. I don't know why. But he's funny that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110553603324432647?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110553603324432647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110553603324432647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110553603324432647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110553603324432647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/01/now-she-wants-more-help.html' title='Now She Wants More Help!'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110544769157693934</id><published>2005-01-12T01:45:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T05:59:29.316+13:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Brought A Crazy Lady Back!</title><content type='html'>She inisisted on hitching a ride back on the Goose. This was after she hit me over the head with one of Louie's champagne bottles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Sarah and she's American. Jack seems to like her, so that's good. But she's a typically frustrating woman. She has no money and so Louie is going to let her sing in the Monkey Bar, since her manager was killed (but not by me!) back on Tagataya. It could be just because he was a jerk, but she wants to find out why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no eye for Jack. And he's still mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110544769157693934?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110544769157693934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110544769157693934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110544769157693934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110544769157693934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-have-brought-crazy-lady-back.html' title='I Have Brought A Crazy Lady Back!'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110536370061946717</id><published>2005-01-11T02:26:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T02:28:20.620+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Clipper's Late</title><content type='html'>It's late and Louie wants me to go back to Tagataya and pick up some cargo for him. Another early day! Let's see if we can get Jack up or if he wants to stay home for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110536370061946717?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110536370061946717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110536370061946717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110536370061946717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110536370061946717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/01/clippers-late.html' title='Clipper&apos;s Late'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110510325797555221</id><published>2005-01-08T02:05:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T02:07:37.976+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Home</title><content type='html'>Jack and I made it back safely to Bora Gora. It was late when we pulled up to the dock, but Corky heard us coming and helped tie us down. So I bought him a beer. I bought one for Jack too, but he was still mad. It could be due to the fact that I still didn't get his eye back. He's got to learn to let these grudges go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110510325797555221?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110510325797555221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110510325797555221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110510325797555221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110510325797555221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/01/back-home.html' title='Back Home'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110501558097776745</id><published>2005-01-07T01:44:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T01:46:20.976+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's Angry</title><content type='html'>I lost his eye in a poker game last night on Tagataya. But it wasn't my fault! I asked him if I should call the bet with his eye and he barked once. One bark means "yes"! No matter how he tries to deny it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now he's angry at me and I have to find some way to get his eye back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's always so cranky when he doesn't have his eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110501558097776745?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110501558097776745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110501558097776745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110501558097776745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110501558097776745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/01/jacks-angry.html' title='Jack&apos;s Angry'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110493559192241944</id><published>2005-01-06T03:31:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T03:33:11.923+13:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have To Fly Today</title><content type='html'>I need to go to Tagataya today. Jack wants some special kind of coffee. And whatever Jack wants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arf, arf".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110493559192241944?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110493559192241944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110493559192241944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110493559192241944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110493559192241944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-have-to-fly-today.html' title='I Have To Fly Today'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9837282.post-110484877026579069</id><published>2005-01-05T03:25:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T03:26:10.266+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The Monkey Bar Is Now Open!</title><content type='html'>Arf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9837282-110484877026579069?l=themonkeybar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/feeds/110484877026579069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9837282&amp;postID=110484877026579069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110484877026579069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9837282/posts/default/110484877026579069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themonkeybar.blogspot.com/2005/01/monkey-bar-is-now-open.html' title='The Monkey Bar Is Now Open!'/><author><name>Jake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13605934265210318404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
