<?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-2441685204619566319</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:49:06.369-07:00</updated><category term='friends and mates'/><title type='text'>Friendship</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merridan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441685204619566319/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merridan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>merridan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12410564649433915977</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441685204619566319.post-3021297697587473425</id><published>2008-05-14T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T23:39:10.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Neighbour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdpCk3Ohejw/SCvac5PRftI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jpP_vDT5UUw/s1600-h/Sarkis+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200490384665444050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdpCk3Ohejw/SCvac5PRftI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jpP_vDT5UUw/s200/Sarkis+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New neighbour just moved in last week and I have watched twice as he opens the back door and trudges fully clothed, but wringing wet to the clothesline in his backyard, and proceeds to peel of his clothes and hang them on line, then buck naked go back inside his house. There are now 5 sets of clothing (Shirts, trousers, socks, jocks) hanging on the line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441685204619566319-3021297697587473425?l=merridan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merridan.blogspot.com/feeds/3021297697587473425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2441685204619566319&amp;postID=3021297697587473425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441685204619566319/posts/default/3021297697587473425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441685204619566319/posts/default/3021297697587473425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merridan.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-neighbour.html' title='My Neighbour'/><author><name>merridan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12410564649433915977</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdpCk3Ohejw/SCvac5PRftI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jpP_vDT5UUw/s72-c/Sarkis+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441685204619566319.post-7631868311446060232</id><published>2008-05-07T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T20:13:22.872-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends and mates'/><title type='text'>Definition of friends</title><content type='html'>A friend sent an email with the following reflections on the meaning of true friendship, and not that I am a real sentimental person myself I always get a lot of amusement out of it, maybe because the last part did actually happen to a couple of mates and myself, over a practical joke that took some time to explain to the police. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When you are sad I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When you are blue I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When you are scared I will torment you about it every chance I get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When you are worried I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be and to quit whining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When you are confused I will use little words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When your are sick stay the hell away from me unitl you are well again. I don't want what you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When you fall I will point and laugh at your clumsy a..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is my oath .. .. .. I pledge it til the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;@#$%^&amp;amp;?... you may ask ...no real explanation, just because I consider you a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Remember a good friend will help you move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A REALLY good friend will help you move a body. Let me know if I need to bring a shovel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A good friend will come and bail you out of jail ....but a true friend will be sitting next to you dayin, "Damn...but that was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it was.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441685204619566319-7631868311446060232?l=merridan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merridan.blogspot.com/feeds/7631868311446060232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2441685204619566319&amp;postID=7631868311446060232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441685204619566319/posts/default/7631868311446060232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441685204619566319/posts/default/7631868311446060232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merridan.blogspot.com/2008/05/definition-of-friends.html' title='Definition of friends'/><author><name>merridan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12410564649433915977</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>
