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Friday, July 5, 2013

This is a Blog Post

Hello World!  Welcome to this blog.  This is a post.  I can write in bold or italic or both.  Pretty neat, huh?

I can also create a block quote.  Observe:

BLOCK QUOTE

Oh, and I can underline text as well.

And, just for fun, here is a link.

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

A Post With Pictures

Want to see what a picture looks like?

Here is a small picture:

And here is a medium picture:

Here is a large picture:

And here is an extra large picture:

Friday, June 28, 2013

Hi It's a Post

Here is another post.  Yep!  Another one!  I like to write stuff in italics.

I would like this to be a post of medium length.  Here is a brief excerpt from Jane Eyre:

There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.  We had been wandering, indeed, in the leafless shrubbery an hour in the morning; but since dinner (Mrs. Reed, when there was no company, dined early) the cold winter wind had brought with it clouds so sombre, and a rain so penetrating, that further out-door exercise was now out of the question.
I was glad of it: I never liked long walks, especially on chilly afternoons: dreadful to me was the coming home in the raw twilight, with nipped fingers and toes, and a heart saddened by the chidings of Bessie, the nurse, and humbled by the consciousness of my physical inferiority to Eliza, John, and Georgiana Reed.
The said Eliza, John, and Georgiana were now clustered round their mama in the drawing-room: she lay reclined on a sofa by the fireside, and with her darlings about her (for the time neither quarrelling nor crying) looked perfectly happy.  Me, she had dispensed from joining the group; saying, “She regretted to be under the necessity of keeping me at a distance; but that until she heard from Bessie, and could discover by her own observation, that I was endeavouring in good earnest to acquire a more sociable and childlike disposition, a more attractive and sprightly manner—something lighter, franker, more natural, as it were—she really must exclude me from privileges intended only for contented, happy, little children.”
Wasn't that fun?  I've never read that book, but it was a good time cutting and pasting that little bit from Chapter One.