<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sat, 09 May 2026 02:45:01 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@lordbinary/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[The gun, and how it gave my uncle a great way to make money]]></title><description><![CDATA[“Hey, Ma”, ten year old Gene said quietly. “There’s somebody in the coal shed. I can see a light shining between the boards. Gene’s brother, Bruce, and the girls suddenly grew quiet and looked at their]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/the-gun-and-how-it-gave-my-uncle-a-great-way-to-make-money</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/the-gun-and-how-it-gave-my-uncle-a-great-way-to-make-money</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[lordbinary]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 07 Jun 2017 23:26:51 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Promise Kept]]></title><description><![CDATA[The Emperor was getting old. He was a small man and now so elderly and stooped over that he seemed even smaller. This Emperor loved his country and the people he ruled over and his people loved him as]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/a-promise-kept</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/a-promise-kept</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[lordbinary]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 06 Jun 2017 19:31:39 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[About those cookies]]></title><description><![CDATA[About those cookies… Phwew! The woman was finally able to sit down and collect herself before her flight was to board. What a trip. The only parking place was out at the far edge of the parking lot, the]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/about-those-cookies</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/about-those-cookies</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[lordbinary]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 22 May 2017 16:55:48 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2ufhwNX7Niofu6W3hvC2VpAQCcFtjsLG2775cVg87y3Kgt8addoBkTDzD1FnLKvA4jHPSwMNN?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Toboggan Ride]]></title><description><![CDATA[I was 8 years old the year us kids got a toboggan for Christmas. I could hardly believe our good fortune. Up until then, we rode sleds and plastic saucers on the snow banks that Dad made for us with the]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/toboggan-ride</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/toboggan-ride</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[lordbinary]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2017 19:14:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/sML2J7CA4j71gLqKkD6gJ6uXmW1azt2NqrWbQusJputfVQDaTDZBViETevFS5nFx?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Peggy]]></title><description><![CDATA[One day, a group of loggers took down a really big tree and out tumbled five baby raccoons. They were crying and scattered all about. The men felt sorry for them, so everybody took one home. I don’t think]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/peggy</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/peggy</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[lordbinary]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2017 01:44:51 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgnRrABVGgMSFQa8nAFbvRXUSYwP34d9ic3kFGqoH1jByZomGFG5THVv7LfQ8oC7sK9ab1KYSBVY9iWnTYFirUuvQQCkuvPxN1TBjv2qFj2p5pA?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[A d&d dwarf priest]]></title><description><![CDATA[This is an image that I photoshopped up for my new D&D campaign. He is a dwarf priest named Grenthyl Thunderpike.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/art/@lordbinary/a-d-and-d-dwarf-priest</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/art/@lordbinary/a-d-and-d-dwarf-priest</guid><category><![CDATA[art]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[lordbinary]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2017 22:28:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/4qEixiWLF1SqXzeYHjiQ4SV4roR3b4UD5QdXctYM3gUT2tMUVZyBYFGrqSH9uCHrX8?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ode to the Road]]></title><description><![CDATA[Roads fascinate me. American interstates in particular seem endless, lined with unlimited potential. I love the subtle thrum of the road’s rhythm up my back as I drive, the soothing hum of miles passing]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/ode-to-the-road</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/ode-to-the-road</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[lordbinary]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2017 21:42:18 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/axopCyoueqbZvhJSESsPX8JvjToQSnrtN21k6TrWGB88993hkymYh17o5v8W?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Free Gas!]]></title><description><![CDATA[Free Gas! We were getting anxious about the time. It was the end of our Christmas break. We had driven to see family who lived 20 hours away. It was Sunday, we had to be back to college Monday morning]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/free-gas</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/free-gas</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[lordbinary]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2017 23:26:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2HeX3Zi2vTf1b5dvLNMXqgiKHJZTLCELyK7eKXkCPwAwrLLRHmiQwsFypu1u8iNs9Ette?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Short Story:  Real Life]]></title><description><![CDATA[I have been posting stories from my childhood. Breaking from that pattern a bit, I have decided to share one of my more creative endeavours. This story was inspired by an article i read in the newspaper.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/short-story-real-life</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/short-story-real-life</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[lordbinary]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2017 05:36:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/sML2J7CA4j71gLqKkD6gJ6uXmW1azt2NqrWbQusJputfVQDaQz7SGi7agDPDY8Gn?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The McKim Wars]]></title><description><![CDATA[For some reason, we never got along with the McKim kids. The two boys were just a bit older than the five of us. They came to our house many times and I think every single time our play turned into a fight.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/the-mckim-wars</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/the-mckim-wars</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[lordbinary]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2016 23:48:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/axopCyoueqbZvhJSESsPX8JvjToQSnrtN21k6TrWGB88993hhFfueJdFGwne?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[About Privies…]]></title><description><![CDATA[Our house didn’t have indoor plumbing when Mom and Dad first built it. At the time it wasn’t that big of a deal. You don’t miss what you don’t know you’re missing after all. But sometimes I remember back]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/about-privies</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/about-privies</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[lordbinary]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 19 Dec 2016 17:33:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/CQdwDV8xyaZB86rTuPE4vGPKkcaDEZrhkEwHQYTodgdB5d5D6QRU9x5FT3EYrPY?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[How much energy can I get from the sun?]]></title><description><![CDATA[This is not a new topic. The purpose of this article is simply to condense a lot of material into a straightforward answer. Whether you want to save the world by closing down the toxic, gas-spewing power]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/science/@lordbinary/how-much-energy-can-i-get-from-the-sun</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/science/@lordbinary/how-much-energy-can-i-get-from-the-sun</guid><category><![CDATA[science]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[lordbinary]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 19 Dec 2016 02:25:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3auKdMsk3Q1VaKzsxNMBQPyG8ARHpUqRBhmUHD7XW9ygSWvWvxNbCmPqkzK4pN?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[My First Horse]]></title><description><![CDATA[My first horse was not really a horse at all. Pete was his name and he was a donkey. This is what happened. One of my brothers has a birthday the day after mine. That means that many times I had to share]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/my-first-horse</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@lordbinary/my-first-horse</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[lordbinary]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 15 Dec 2016 19:20:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/6gUbcJtcgqqoUQExLWd42rN5TJhvQ6Za92g8our3n3pfwXkyEzCfa2Sy82zkgtnJMd2TmY?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Chicken Story]]></title><description><![CDATA[Great, great Grandma was alive and well in the 1800’s. Among her many other chores, she cared for a flock of chickens. 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