<?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-32891659</id><updated>2011-07-30T15:41:49.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Err...</title><subtitle type='html'>Statutory warning: This is a waste of time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13950396608432141665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6VmT9Oa7a9I/S1WfgIbUagI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Bp2xPu7HVPw/S220/goose.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32891659.post-3113092017466599593</id><published>2010-08-08T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T09:00:12.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I need to do</title><content type='html'>Im 24 years old now now. I think life is passing by too quickly. So here thing is should be doing as often as I can till I turn 28. (or maybe even the rest of my life)&lt;br /&gt;-Learn English. WELL.&lt;br /&gt;-Learn to cook.&lt;br /&gt;-Speak french.&lt;br /&gt;-Code.&lt;br /&gt;-Read. Lots and lots and LOTS of books.&lt;br /&gt;-Take pictures of things.&lt;br /&gt;-Learn music.&lt;br /&gt;-Write.&lt;br /&gt;-Travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I can think about for now. let see how this goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32891659-3113092017466599593?l=memphistophile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/feeds/3113092017466599593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32891659&amp;postID=3113092017466599593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/3113092017466599593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/3113092017466599593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/2010/08/things-i-need-to-do.html' title='Things I need to do'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13950396608432141665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6VmT9Oa7a9I/S1WfgIbUagI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Bp2xPu7HVPw/S220/goose.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32891659.post-6176185103780121576</id><published>2010-01-18T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T08:47:45.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My top 5 for 09</title><content type='html'>After a fair bit of thought, here are my top five movies of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Watchmen:&lt;/span&gt; A lot, and I mean a LOT, of you would not agree with me on this one. In fact, this movie,(to my complete surprise!) ended up in quite a few of the 'worst of 2009' lists (&lt;a href="http://http//www.starpulse.com/news/index.php/2009/11/27/2009_s_worst_movies"&gt;this one, for example&lt;/a&gt;) that I happened to chance upon. Many seem to complain that, this was such a horrible adaptation of a story, which is anyway "un-filmable", it should have never been made! Let me make this clear to you, the graphic novel is, in my opinion, "un-filmable", which is why I think Zach Snyder did an absolutely brilliant job of it. Yes, he did not give the characters the depth they deserve. Yes, pretty much half the story is missed out.&lt;br /&gt;However, if you aren't completely bowled over in the first five minutes, with Dylan's "these times are 'a changin'" playing in the background to a visual treat in the form of pop culture parodies perfectly compiled, just to define an alternate history universe, you shouldn't bother with the rest of the movie. Go watch 'The Hangover' instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Inglourious Basterds:&lt;/span&gt; Only Tarantino could have made a movie this, for lack of a better word, AWESOME! This movie has no real "plot", nor is it historically accurate ( my argument, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alternate_history"&gt;alternate history&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Where this movie scores for all its "short comings" is, firstly, Brad Pitt. Time and time again, he proves how good he is. This guy can act, very VERY well at that too. Though the Oscar's would probably never consider it, I believe he deserves one for his role in Inglourious Basterds. Secondly, entertainment. There are very few movies that really satisfy your need to be entertained. This is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;I am still surprised how easily Tarantino brings in a scene with blood and gore and very few really noticed how gruesome it was! Everyone seemed to enjoy the blood, guts, beating-Nazi-soldiers-heads-in-with-a-baseball-bat, scalping and forehead-carving that was on display in all it graphic horror.&lt;br /&gt;This, to me, was a "fun" movie. The fun part was probably because it was mostly Nazis getting massacred, but it was fun none the less. This in my opinion, is Tarantino's best work after Pulp Fiction. If nothing, the movie is worth a watch just for its sheer "awesomeness" quotient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;District 9:&lt;/span&gt; Finally, a movie where aliens land up on earth, and DON'T destroy our most beautiful cities! for once we see, what would most likely happen if aliens, did in fact land here. However, that is not what sold it to me. If you get the metaphors, you can see how strongly this movie talks about racism. The parallels one can draw to 'Blood Diamond' are endless.&lt;br /&gt;That being said, what got this movie to my #3, is in no doubt the documentary style of film making employed. The camera work is sheer genius, the idea of putting in interviews of various characters to build the plot line is brilliant and most importantly the simplicity of the characters makes this movie, about aliens, almost believable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The White Ribbon:&lt;/span&gt; If you happen to be someone who knows me well, you probably think that I am a pompous jackass when it comes to the movies I like to watch/talk about. If you don't know me, here is my side of the story, I AM a pompous jackass when it comes to the movies I like to watch/talk about. There are movies I have seen, only for the half chance that I would be the only person who has ever seen the movie! I like to watch movies no one has heard of and then be the one the tell EVERYONE about it.&lt;br /&gt;That being said, 'The White Ribbon', was a movie I heard about on a random blog a few months ago. From my understanding of the review it felt like a director's self indulgence pouring out over film. I decided to give it a watch anyway. I expected a boring two and a half hour drab.&lt;br /&gt;I could not have been more wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think they made black and white movies this well, even when all movies were black and white! I have my doubts if the movie used natural lighting, but if they did, hats off!&lt;br /&gt;Though the ending of the movie leaves us hanging in the air, the point the movie tries to make is quite fascinating. It talks about 'innocence', but its not from the angle you are led to believe. Its meant to be satirical. You might initially think that its the innocence of the children in the village that the movie talks about, but in fact, its the whole village that is ignorant and innocent to what is happening to the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;There are no actors who stand out individually, but the children in the movie steal the show. Talent, would be an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;There is very little wrong about this movie, probably one of the best movies ever made. If you get a chance to watch it, don't miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;500 Days of summer:&lt;/span&gt; This being the #1 movie for me in 2009, is more from a personal side rather than a comment on the actual quality of the movie. Don't get me wrong, the movie is brilliant. It is probably the closest any movie could get to talking about real life relationships. Not to mention one of the best uses of music in a movie since garden state. It is very easilly one of the very few romantic comedies a guy can watch, alone, and not be questioned about this sexuality. I absolutely love this movie. And if you were ever in a relationship, you will too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32891659-6176185103780121576?l=memphistophile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/feeds/6176185103780121576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32891659&amp;postID=6176185103780121576' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/6176185103780121576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/6176185103780121576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-top-5-for-09.html' title='My top 5 for 09'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13950396608432141665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6VmT9Oa7a9I/S1WfgIbUagI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Bp2xPu7HVPw/S220/goose.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32891659.post-5982242436562775161</id><published>2009-01-31T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:48:19.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie review - Choke</title><content type='html'>I have never been so impressed with a story line thats as simple as choke. This is not fight club, so don't expect to be shocked out of your wits with an insane plot twist. However, don't expect to predict the message that this movie is trying to send across either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story, in simple terms, is a love story, but not a story about lovers, just a story about love, and the ways in which people see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam Rockwell does an ok job. Anjelica Huston is brilliant as a crazy person, though a tad creepy at times. Probably the most impressive directorial debut in recent times from Clark Gregg ( only after 'thank you for smoking', of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A must watch, provided you keep open minded views on sex addicts, or addicts in general.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32891659-5982242436562775161?l=memphistophile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/feeds/5982242436562775161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32891659&amp;postID=5982242436562775161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/5982242436562775161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/5982242436562775161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/2009/01/movie-revier-choke.html' title='Movie review - Choke'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13950396608432141665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6VmT9Oa7a9I/S1WfgIbUagI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Bp2xPu7HVPw/S220/goose.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32891659.post-7160775280047597420</id><published>2008-07-20T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T01:29:23.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the big two two..</title><content type='html'>I feel old.. I think i've lost the zest for birthdays.. *sigh*.. oh well.. at least i get to watch the Dark knight today..  yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32891659-7160775280047597420?l=memphistophile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/feeds/7160775280047597420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32891659&amp;postID=7160775280047597420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/7160775280047597420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/7160775280047597420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-22.html' title='the big two two..'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13950396608432141665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6VmT9Oa7a9I/S1WfgIbUagI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Bp2xPu7HVPw/S220/goose.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32891659.post-4587381894772985483</id><published>2007-08-21T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T01:32:35.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking the "hey..  nice poem" from your mom a little too far...</title><content type='html'>I know my limitations.. I cant write poems.. I cant even rhyme words.. I cant get my point across.. but no matter what happens, I am sure I would never EVER "publish" any of my poems..  especially after i found this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Tragedy BY Theo Marzials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death!&lt;br /&gt;Plop.&lt;br /&gt;The barges down in the river flop.&lt;br /&gt;Flop, plop.&lt;br /&gt;Above, beneath.&lt;br /&gt;From the slimy branches the grey drips drop,&lt;br /&gt;As they scraggle black on the thin grey sky,&lt;br /&gt;Where the black cloud rack-hackles drizzle and fly&lt;br /&gt;To the oozy waters, that lounge and flop&lt;br /&gt;On the black scrag piles, where the loose cords plop,&lt;br /&gt;As the raw wind whines in the thin tree-top.&lt;br /&gt;Plop, plop.                 // WTF IS THIS PLOP?????&lt;br /&gt;And scudding by&lt;br /&gt;The boatmen call out hoy! and hey!&lt;br /&gt;All is running water and sky,&lt;br /&gt;And my head shrieks -- "Stop,"&lt;br /&gt;And my heart shrieks -- "Die."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thought is running out of my head;&lt;br /&gt;My love is running out of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;My soul runs after, and leaves me as dead,&lt;br /&gt;For my life runs after to catch them -- and fled&lt;br /&gt;They all are every one! -- and I stand, and start,&lt;br /&gt;At the water that oozes up, plop and plop,&lt;br /&gt;On the barges that flop&lt;br /&gt;And dizzy me dead.&lt;br /&gt;I might reel and drop.&lt;br /&gt;Plop.&lt;br /&gt;Dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the shrill wind whines in the thin tree-top&lt;br /&gt;Flop, plop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A curse on him.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh! yet I knew -- I knew --&lt;br /&gt;If a woman is false can a friend be true?&lt;br /&gt;It was only a lie from beginning to end --&lt;br /&gt;My Devil -- My "Friend"&lt;br /&gt;I had trusted the whole of my living to!&lt;br /&gt;Ugh; and I knew!&lt;br /&gt;Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;So what do I care,&lt;br /&gt;And my head is empty as air --&lt;br /&gt;I can do,&lt;br /&gt;I can dare,&lt;br /&gt;(Plop, plop&lt;br /&gt;The barges flop&lt;br /&gt;Drip drop.)&lt;br /&gt;I can dare! I can dare!&lt;br /&gt;And let myself all run away with my head&lt;br /&gt;And stop.&lt;br /&gt;Drop.&lt;br /&gt;Dead.&lt;br /&gt;Plop, flop.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plop.                            //SERIOUSLY WTF???  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is called a "poet"...  come on!!!! My dead grandma is more linguistically creative... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i should seriously take up poetry as a hobby..&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably give the vogons a run for their money.. &lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;lets give this a shot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sky&lt;br /&gt;its bright&lt;br /&gt;as blue as emptiness&lt;br /&gt;the empty world seems so big&lt;br /&gt;as big as it should &lt;br /&gt;just enough to make me feel insignificant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why this doesn't rhyme&lt;br /&gt;does tat give you a poetic license?&lt;br /&gt;(oh my god this is boring!)&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;i think i should open a shop..&lt;br /&gt;HEY! i know how to rhyme that..&lt;br /&gt;PLOP!!!  (no wonder he uses it so often..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32891659-4587381894772985483?l=memphistophile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/feeds/4587381894772985483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32891659&amp;postID=4587381894772985483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/4587381894772985483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/4587381894772985483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/2007/08/taking-hey-nice-poem-from-your-mom.html' title='Taking the &quot;hey..  nice poem&quot; from your mom a little too far...'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13950396608432141665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6VmT9Oa7a9I/S1WfgIbUagI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Bp2xPu7HVPw/S220/goose.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32891659.post-116724312722711753</id><published>2006-12-27T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:21:52.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there really a god out there?</title><content type='html'>Most of my life I've searched for meaning... I've wondered if magic is really a possibility... It is almost as though everything tat people believe in, is just a farce... I've always wanted proof.. I've always hunted for proof... and one fine day... &lt;br /&gt;I saw it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ouowA4dWnOo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ouowA4dWnOo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32891659-116724312722711753?l=memphistophile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/feeds/116724312722711753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32891659&amp;postID=116724312722711753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/116724312722711753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/116724312722711753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/2006/12/is-there-really-god-out-there.html' title='Is there really a god out there?'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13950396608432141665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6VmT9Oa7a9I/S1WfgIbUagI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Bp2xPu7HVPw/S220/goose.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32891659.post-115600907837941426</id><published>2006-08-19T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T01:19:21.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F.A.Qs Bout this "blog"</title><content type='html'>I have taken the liberty to answer certain questions tat the general public may want to ask me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Why "memphistophile"?&lt;br /&gt;A. At first I thought it would be really awesome to dedicate my thoughts to an Elvis type daemon..(based on the song by depesche mode.. memphisto.. Basically Memphis and mephisto..blah blah blahh) .. But after careful thought I felt tat it wont bring out the real me.. cos im not really into Elvis nor am I into daemons.. so the alternative explaination is.. Its actually just a cool word I created and I decided this is the best way to show people I have a knack of coining words.. Tat kinda brings out the real me.. ( 10 bucks says you didn't expect something THIS shallow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q.so why did you decide to blog?&lt;br /&gt;A. i like to write .. wat? i really do! why are you laughing? this is not funny! im serious! come on! STOP ROLLING ON THE FLOOR! HEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. fine ill tell you the truth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they've got a built in spell check here..&lt;br /&gt;ya tats bout it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32891659-115600907837941426?l=memphistophile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/feeds/115600907837941426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32891659&amp;postID=115600907837941426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/115600907837941426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/115600907837941426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/2006/08/faqs-bout-this-blog.html' title='F.A.Qs Bout this &quot;blog&quot;'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13950396608432141665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6VmT9Oa7a9I/S1WfgIbUagI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Bp2xPu7HVPw/S220/goose.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32891659.post-115592415993425332</id><published>2006-08-18T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T11:03:33.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So.. Ever been carried away?  ( a bit)</title><content type='html'>Apparently iv got to type stuff here.. So tat some jobless meandering soul might happen to chance upon this and want to amuse himself.. Its a really sad thing this amusement is.. The troubles people take to get some joy.. They just don't sell it in plastic disposable cups like they used to.. I really like those cups.. Even though it seems logical to do so I really don't approve of lallu's mud pot(/ cup) idea.. The whole joy of plastic is lost.. Just like how women who've undergone plastic surgery seem more attractive than "naturally" beautiful women.. Its such a sham these beauty contests.. Its IM surprised tat people still want to go to war wit all these pretty.. dumb women praying for "world peace" .. I would trade in world peace for a million bucks any day.. Hell! I'd trade it in for 2 bucks even.. So as the world rotating round and round bout its twisted axis.. I bid you (written with an optimistic view tat someone besides me is patient enough to read this crap) farewell..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32891659-115592415993425332?l=memphistophile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/feeds/115592415993425332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32891659&amp;postID=115592415993425332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/115592415993425332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/115592415993425332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-ever-been-carried-away-bit.html' title='So.. Ever been carried away?  ( a bit)'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13950396608432141665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6VmT9Oa7a9I/S1WfgIbUagI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Bp2xPu7HVPw/S220/goose.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32891659.post-115582153091482388</id><published>2006-08-17T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T06:32:10.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah baby!</title><content type='html'>Yess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I have a blog!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(not really the best of times to be at a loss for words..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32891659-115582153091482388?l=memphistophile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/feeds/115582153091482388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32891659&amp;postID=115582153091482388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/115582153091482388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32891659/posts/default/115582153091482388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memphistophile.blogspot.com/2006/08/yeah-baby.html' title='yeah baby!'/><author><name>Goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13950396608432141665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6VmT9Oa7a9I/S1WfgIbUagI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Bp2xPu7HVPw/S220/goose.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
