<?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-24921886</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:46:11.877+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggie</title><subtitle type='html'>Bloggie is a little blog in a big wide web</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyzorilla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24921886/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyzorilla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05044672314322241712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24921886.post-115192529973549360</id><published>2006-07-03T13:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T13:14:59.746+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamscape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreamscape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The shadows of other people’s lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Walking softly so as not to disturb the delicate fabric he was treading on Simon made his way to the elderly figure standing on the grass. He waved his hand in front of the grandmother’s face, just to check. He hadn’t gotten used to being invisible yet. Then he stood next to her, following her gaze into the slow moving waters of the river that swirled across the dreamscape. He let the atmosphere of peace and calm fold over him and instead of working he thought about his job. He was new to his position of Dream-catcher and hadn’t gotten used to this aching feeling of tiredness he got when he entered someone else’s dream. He also had a faint suspicion that he was not supposed to surrender to the feelings of the dreamer. Shaking himself gently, he came back to reality. He was now standing in an orange field of corn. Glancing up at the purple sky he wondered how the dreamscape had changed so suddenly without him noticing. Grandma was still there, now sitting with her eyes closed and her face turned up towards the sky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24921886-115192529973549360?l=crazyzorilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyzorilla.blogspot.com/feeds/115192529973549360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24921886&amp;postID=115192529973549360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24921886/posts/default/115192529973549360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24921886/posts/default/115192529973549360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyzorilla.blogspot.com/2006/07/dreamscape.html' title='Dreamscape'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05044672314322241712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24921886.post-114519199349161958</id><published>2006-04-16T13:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T13:19:40.913+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson Learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lesson Learned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a story of luck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy. My girlfriend and I were dating for over a year, and so we decided to get married. My parents helped us in every way, my friends encouraged me, and my girlfriend? She was a dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was only one thing bothering me, quite a lot indeed, and that was my mother-in-law to be. She was a career woman, smart, but most of all beautiful and sexy, who sometimes flirted with me, quite obviously too, and made me feel uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, she called me and asked me to come over, to check the invitations&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So I went. She was alone, and when I arrived, she whispered to me, that soon I was to be married, and she had feelings and desires for me that she couldn't overcome. So before I got married and committed my life to her daughter, she wanted to make love to me just once.&lt;br /&gt;What could I say? I was in total shock, and couldn't say a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, she said, I'll go to the bedroom, and if you are up for it, just come and get me. I just watched her delicious behind as she went up the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood there for a moment, and then turned around and went to the front door... I opened it, and stepped out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her husband was standing outside, and with tears in his eyes, hugged me and said, we are very happy and pleased; you have passed our little test. We couldn't have asked for a better man for our daughter. Welcome to the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned: Always keep your condoms in your car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24921886-114519199349161958?l=crazyzorilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyzorilla.blogspot.com/feeds/114519199349161958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24921886&amp;postID=114519199349161958' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24921886/posts/default/114519199349161958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24921886/posts/default/114519199349161958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyzorilla.blogspot.com/2006/04/lesson-learned.html' title='Lesson Learned'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05044672314322241712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24921886.post-114373100388529959</id><published>2006-03-30T16:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T22:11:54.700+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Little Fly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little fly buzzing on the window&lt;br /&gt;Why do you come and torture me so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little wings beating fast&lt;br /&gt;Fat black body colliding with the glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The window is half open, can’t you see?&lt;br /&gt;Leave now, you are bothering me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little dull brain cannot cope&lt;br /&gt;Giant eyes watch the world without hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly my hand flies out&lt;br /&gt;And in one fast bout, with one big clout, without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flattened the little black fly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24921886-114373100388529959?l=crazyzorilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyzorilla.blogspot.com/feeds/114373100388529959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24921886&amp;postID=114373100388529959' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24921886/posts/default/114373100388529959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24921886/posts/default/114373100388529959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyzorilla.blogspot.com/2006/03/little-fly.html' title='Little Fly'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05044672314322241712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24921886.post-114364543462462215</id><published>2006-03-29T17:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T13:42:54.630+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>"Only the madman is absolutely sure" - Robert Anton Wilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't understand why people are frightened of new ideas. I'm frightened of the old ones." - John Cage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream."  - E. A. Poe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everybody is ignorant, only in different subjects."  - Will Rogers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So live that you can look any man in the eye and tell him to go to hell." - Anon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Only the shallow know themselves." - Oscar Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When in doubt tell the truth." - Mark Twain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24921886-114364543462462215?l=crazyzorilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyzorilla.blogspot.com/feeds/114364543462462215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24921886&amp;postID=114364543462462215' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24921886/posts/default/114364543462462215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24921886/posts/default/114364543462462215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyzorilla.blogspot.com/2006/03/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05044672314322241712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24921886.post-114357248101970071</id><published>2006-03-28T20:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T16:40:20.676+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi!</title><content type='html'>Hello, and welcome to the home of my second blog, named, very originally, Bloggie.&lt;br /&gt;Bloggie wants you to be nice to him as he is a reflection of me and to add as many comments as you wish. Knock yourself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop, stop! Stop hitting yourself!!!! I meant it figuratively, not literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me state this differently, have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24921886-114357248101970071?l=crazyzorilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyzorilla.blogspot.com/feeds/114357248101970071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24921886&amp;postID=114357248101970071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24921886/posts/default/114357248101970071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24921886/posts/default/114357248101970071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyzorilla.blogspot.com/2006/03/hi.html' title='Hi!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05044672314322241712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
