Hobbs Clan

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I got a couple things installed on the server I think you're going to like.
First is this, it's a blog app like we used on needle and blade where you can add entries directly through your browser rather than having to edit webpages.

The second is "Gallery" it's open in your other tab.
Gallery lets you upload pics through your browser and organize em into albums.

You're logged into both already so have fun poking around, I'll give you your login info and answer any questions when I get up

A Heathen Christmas!

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the
hall
Not a creature was stirring, not warrior nor thrall.
And I in my armour, my greaves and my helm,
Was drunker than anyone else in the realm.

I staggered upstairs and fell into bed
While four quarts of mead were ablaze in my head.
Then up from below came the sounds of a brawl
So I grabbed up my axe and ran down to the Hall.

I missed the last step and crashed down in a heap
Thinking "Why can't those low-lifes downstairs go to
sleep!"
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But two brawny strangers, wielding mallet and spear.

I said to myself "We'll soon have them beat!"
Then I noticed ten warriors laid out at their feet.
I gave out a yell and leapt into the fray....
I'll always regret my poor choice of that day.

For one laid his hammer to the side of my nose
And up, up, up to the rafters I rose.
Then came a lone frightened voice from the floor
"Those are no mortal warriors--- that's Odin and
Thor!"

Then they looked at each other and they said
"Battle's done.
Now they know who we are, it no longer is fun."
Then Thor raised his hammer, and his elbow he bent,
And with a loud crash, through the ceiling they went.

I crawled through the Hall and flung open the door,
Not really sure that I'd seen them before.
The snow bathed in starlight, the moon like a glede,
I saw them ride off on an eight-legged steed

And I heard them exclaim, ere they flew out of
sight, "TO HELA WITH CHRISTMAS, WE JUST LOVE A GOOD
FIGHT!!!"