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Saturday, 10 March 2007, 12:03 PM
Karate Kid
Katherine practice sparring before the tournament. She got a bronze medal! Woot!

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***Dave Does the Blog (21-Feb-08 2:19 PM): Life as kata
I've noticed something funny recently. That is, I keep finding my hands, and arms, and body doing bits and pieces of karate moves. Nothing that makes me a menace to... ...

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Saturday, 10 March 2007, 2:46 PM
Quoth Percy ...

Woot! Go Katherine!

Saturday, 10 March 2007, 4:00 PM
Quoth dust ...

Woo hoo!

Saturday, 10 March 2007, 9:35 PM
Quoth *** Dave ...

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