<?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-7346777</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:23:28.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5h!r!n</title><subtitle type='html'>What I see and what I find</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110870949610598485</id><published>2005-02-17T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T12:41:27.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anonymous</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4989976_0c92501465.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#CBD1B3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;T.S.Elliot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my beginning is my end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110870949610598485?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Anonymous'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110870949610598485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110870949610598485' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110870949610598485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110870949610598485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/02/anonymous.html' title='Anonymous'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110867085248282861</id><published>2005-02-17T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T12:07:32.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drop Dead Fred</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4966919_ed616dc0a9.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#CBD1B3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Everyday at noon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left over Valentine chocolates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110867085248282861?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Drop Dead Fred'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110867085248282861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110867085248282861' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110867085248282861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110867085248282861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/02/drop-dead-fred.html' title='Drop Dead Fred'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110858665201432931</id><published>2005-02-16T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T12:44:58.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuiper Belt</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/4917200_850fa62ad2.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow Rides of my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110858665201432931?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110850885966629945</id><published>2005-02-15T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T14:07:44.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blinking Days Are Long Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4870548_57ad6c7720.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katherine Streeter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#CBD1B3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Links&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.streeterart.com/"&gt;Katherine Streeter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5hirin.com/"&gt;My 5hirin site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110850885966629945?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Blinking Days Are Long Gone'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110850885966629945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110850885966629945' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110850885966629945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110850885966629945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/02/blinking-days-are-long-gone.html' title='Blinking Days Are Long Gone'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110841935662174311</id><published>2005-02-14T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T14:15:56.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of Valentines</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4809833_5045136c12.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#D9B421"&gt;&lt;u&gt;∆&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110841935662174311?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Day of Valentines'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110816077906311220</id><published>2005-02-11T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T17:12:43.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears of Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/4632721_9859492da5.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;My creation with Collage Machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF988F"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'll be back on Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Objects from a rubbish Tip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110816077906311220?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Tears of Things'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110816077906311220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110816077906311220' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110816077906311220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110816077906311220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/02/tears-of-things.html' title='Tears of Things'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110810343554397650</id><published>2005-02-10T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T22:53:26.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4990108_2eb40fbf90.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#D9B421"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember a day before today &lt;br /&gt;A day when you were young. &lt;br /&gt;Free to play alone with time &lt;br /&gt;Evening never came.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110810343554397650?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Future Diary'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110810343554397650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110810343554397650' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110810343554397650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110810343554397650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/02/future-diary.html' title='Future Diary'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110801262078360136</id><published>2005-02-09T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T21:44:05.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knitting My Nights Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4551107_60833211e8.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sock Monkey Paintings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#D9B421"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sock Monkies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.supersockmonkey.com/catalog/museum.html"&gt;Sock Monkey Museum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://breezeb.tripod.com/crafts/sockmonkey.html"&gt;Sock  Monkey Series&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.inreach.com/marthac/craft1.html"&gt;Sock Monkey Craft&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sockit2me.com/sockit2me/index.html"&gt;Sock it 2 Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110801262078360136?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Knitting My Nights Away'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110801262078360136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110801262078360136' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110801262078360136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110801262078360136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/02/knitting-my-nights-away.html' title='Knitting My Nights Away'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110793283038030548</id><published>2005-02-08T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T23:07:10.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4499281_39c88c83fc.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#D9B421"&gt;&lt;u&gt;If&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a swan, I'd be gone. &lt;br /&gt;If I were a train, I'd be late. &lt;br /&gt;And if I were a good man, &lt;br /&gt;I'd talk with you &lt;br /&gt;More often than I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110793283038030548?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='New Moon'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110793283038030548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110793283038030548' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110793283038030548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110793283038030548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-moon.html' title='New Moon'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110783766789520859</id><published>2005-02-07T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T20:41:07.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubble Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4436441_1d640d3a40.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#D9B421"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Not For Kids Only&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freight train, freight train, run so fast&lt;br /&gt;Freight train, freight train, run so fast&lt;br /&gt;Please don't tell what train I'm on&lt;br /&gt;They won't know what route I'm going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm dead and in my grave&lt;br /&gt;No more good times here I crave&lt;br /&gt;Place the stones at my head and feet&lt;br /&gt;And tell them all I've gone to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I die, oh bury me deep&lt;br /&gt;Down at the end of old Chestnut Street&lt;br /&gt;So I can hear old Number Nine&lt;br /&gt;As she comes rolling by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I die, oh bury me deep&lt;br /&gt;Down at the end of old Chestnut Street&lt;br /&gt;Place the stones at my head and feet&lt;br /&gt;And tell them all I've gone to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freight train, freight train, run so fast&lt;br /&gt;Freight train, freight train, run so fast&lt;br /&gt;Please don't tell what train I'm on&lt;br /&gt;They won't know what route I'm going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat first verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110783766789520859?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Bubble Blue'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110783766789520859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110783766789520859' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110783766789520859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110783766789520859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/02/bubble-blue.html' title='Bubble Blue'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110775645879682281</id><published>2005-02-06T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T22:12:48.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dreamt of a bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4392517_a6709ebc9d.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#D9B421"&gt;&lt;u&gt;If you dream of a bird&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Birds are generally considered a most fortunate dream omen, especially so if they are  bright colored, singing, and/or flying. To be aware in your dream of the beak if a bird is a forecast of a change of residence, whether for better or worst depends on the other details of the dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110775645879682281?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='I dreamt of a bird'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110775645879682281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110775645879682281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110775645879682281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110775645879682281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-dreamt-of-bird.html' title='I dreamt of a bird'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110757648113138104</id><published>2005-02-04T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T20:08:01.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entry 02/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4268540_295aa5dfdb.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.auburn.edu/academic/other/geesbend/resources/quilts_of_gee_bend/slideshow/"&gt;Quilts of Gees Bend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110757648113138104?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110757648113138104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110757648113138104' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110757648113138104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110757648113138104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/02/entry-0205.html' title='Entry 02/05'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110754855139392340</id><published>2005-02-04T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T12:22:31.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ceiling Shadows</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4121285_d92361afe7.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other times, the good times.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe what they really want&lt;br /&gt;was to sever all connection&lt;br /&gt;with the old life. Start over,&lt;br /&gt;go underground, live alone&lt;br /&gt;somewhere in the Yakima Valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Raymond Carver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110754855139392340?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110754855139392340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110754855139392340' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110754855139392340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110754855139392340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/02/ceiling-shadows.html' title='Ceiling Shadows'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110745613291564863</id><published>2005-02-03T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T10:42:12.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfinished</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4121286_5c9b0e7770.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pillow is full of songs&lt;br /&gt;Of Swallows' feathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning will come &lt;br /&gt;And the sky will emigrate&lt;br /&gt;To this bowl of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110745613291564863?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Unfinished'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110745613291564863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110745613291564863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110745613291564863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110745613291564863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/02/unfinished.html' title='Unfinished'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110737141966090749</id><published>2005-02-02T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T10:43:05.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Years Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4161678_d99b5a0df4.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother scanned a few of my old collages from 1994. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110737141966090749?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Years Ago'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110737141966090749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110737141966090749' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110737141966090749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110737141966090749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/02/years-ago.html' title='Years Ago'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110729064028761202</id><published>2005-02-01T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T13:05:00.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Wavelength</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4114196_579455c182.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think is to disturb one's thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110729064028761202?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Short Wavelength'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110729064028761202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110729064028761202' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110729064028761202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110729064028761202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/02/short-wavelength.html' title='Short Wavelength'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110720892529592771</id><published>2005-01-31T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T14:31:33.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basket of Strawberries</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4066082_e919d1b65b.jpg" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name was Beatrice&lt;br /&gt;She said she was a Seductress, Third Class&lt;br /&gt;I was struck by her sad, yet hard, face&lt;br /&gt;Something’s not in orbit in the capital of this Galaxy&lt;br /&gt;Johnson:	Hold this up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-alphaville&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110720892529592771?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Basket of Strawberries'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110720892529592771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110720892529592771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110720892529592771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110720892529592771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/01/basket-of-strawberries.html' title='Basket of Strawberries'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110715243857025317</id><published>2005-01-30T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T22:20:38.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fifth Element</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4030861_2ed2d38739.jpg" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aristotle held that the universe was divided into two parts, the terrestrial region and the celestial region. In the realm of Earth, all bodies were made out of combinations of four substances, earth, fire, air, and water, whereas in the region of the universe beyond the Moon the heavenly bodies such as the Sun, the stars, and the planets were made of a fifth substance, - a crystalline substance- called quintessence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110715243857025317?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='The Fifth Element'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110715243857025317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110715243857025317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110715243857025317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110715243857025317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/01/fifth-element.html' title='The Fifth Element'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110707844702663783</id><published>2005-01-30T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T01:49:00.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Hour's All Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/3983012_c9e6758c74.jpg" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order some golf shoes, otherwise we'll never get outta this place alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110707844702663783?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='First Hour&apos;s All Waiting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110707844702663783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110707844702663783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110707844702663783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110707844702663783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-hours-all-waiting.html' title='First Hour&apos;s All Waiting'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110694823975644633</id><published>2005-01-28T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T18:48:56.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Donna</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/3920483_8c2b8b57e6.jpg" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What  &lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=226"&gt;That 70's show&lt;/a&gt; character are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110694823975644633?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='I Am Donna'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110694823975644633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110694823975644633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110694823975644633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110694823975644633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-am-donna.html' title='I Am Donna'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110687026074100297</id><published>2005-01-27T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T22:49:25.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Got a Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/3899656_db85de997c.jpg" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all in a day's work for Dirty Harry, a plainclothesman with the San Francisco police and for his new partner, Chico. A bank robbery and an attempted suicide form the prelude to the main event: catching a skillful sniper who is murdering the innocent while holding a city to ransom. Catching him becomes a war between good and evil - with the protagonists on both sides shown as ruthless, bitter and merciless products of a violent society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Dirty Harry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110687026074100297?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='He&apos;s Got a Point'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110687026074100297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110687026074100297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110687026074100297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110687026074100297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/01/hes-got-point.html' title='He&apos;s Got a Point'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110685343128603476</id><published>2005-01-27T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T13:41:03.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>60 Ways Of Looking</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/3878036_766bb363f8.jpg" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2005/01/23/arts/design/23lewi.html?pagewanted=1&amp;oref=login"&gt;ELLEN GALLAGHER&lt;/a&gt; dabbed a swirl of gray watercolor onto the delicate pencil drawing she had just sketched of a furry hamster. Late December sunlight radiated through the windows at Two Palms Press, the SoHo printmaking studio where she has spent the last 18 months preparing a work comprising 60 collage prints. Titled "DeLuxe," it is the subject of its own show at the Whitney Museum, opening this week."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -NY Times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110685343128603476?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='60 Ways Of Looking'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110685343128603476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110685343128603476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110685343128603476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110685343128603476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/01/60-ways-of-looking.html' title='60 Ways Of Looking'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110677413884241647</id><published>2005-01-26T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T13:41:34.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>days of your life has become days of my life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/3840653_a66046fc18.jpg" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to see you go.&lt;br /&gt;Your daily dose has ben an inspiration to me, my colleagues and all of &lt;br /&gt;my students for the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, it´s never to late to turn back. Not that turning back is &lt;br /&gt;your style.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck and thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill R-, Norway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Email - this morning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110677413884241647?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='days of your life has become days of my life!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110677413884241647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110677413884241647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110677413884241647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110677413884241647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/01/days-of-your-life-has-become-days-of.html' title='days of your life has become days of my life!'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110668844591729608</id><published>2005-01-25T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T18:46:25.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Monster Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/3799920_3e378b369d.jpg" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.net/laurenpink"&gt;LaurenPink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Laurenpink's awesome collection of images! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Fotolog/laurenpink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110668844591729608?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.fotolog.net/laurenpink' title='Green Monster Dance'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110668844591729608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110668844591729608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110668844591729608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110668844591729608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/01/green-monster-dance.html' title='Green Monster Dance'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110560229006991938</id><published>2005-01-12T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:51:45.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating link pages</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/3620892_874233bb12.jpg" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outlaw Wes McQueen is sprung from jail to help pull one last railroad job. He doesn't like his new partners - except dance-hall girl Colorado - and anyway fancies Julie Ann newly arrived from the east to set up home with her father. Maybe time to get out. Unfortunately he also has a $10,000 reward on his head, dead or alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Colorado Territory (1949)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110560229006991938?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Updating link pages'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110560229006991938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110560229006991938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110560229006991938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110560229006991938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/01/updating-link-pages.html' title='Updating link pages'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110547486557302313</id><published>2005-01-11T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T12:22:07.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Is Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2962211_351f08784a.jpg" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Open seven days a week. Closed Sundays." -- On the bottom of a pizza parlor's take-out menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Found Text&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110547486557302313?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Pink Is Forever'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110547486557302313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110547486557302313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110547486557302313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110547486557302313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/01/pink-is-forever.html' title='Pink Is Forever'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110513472321491944</id><published>2005-01-07T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:50:06.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am What I Might Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2957283_93f9dd0429.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excellent memory; strong math aptitude; excellent memory; effective management skills; and very good at math."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -From a resume&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110513472321491944?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='I Am What I Might Be'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110513472321491944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110513472321491944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110513472321491944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110513472321491944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-am-what-i-might-be.html' title='I Am What I Might Be'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110504545530460217</id><published>2005-01-06T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:49:31.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boy Genius</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2962212_b20b9fc24c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do not use for the storage of precision machinery, foodstuffs, animals or plants, or artworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Display boxes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110504545530460217?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='The Boy Genius'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110504545530460217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110504545530460217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110504545530460217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110504545530460217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/01/boy-genius.html' title='The Boy Genius'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110497040018235188</id><published>2005-01-05T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T16:13:55.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Seen Things</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2957283_93f9dd0429.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayward as dust when the wind blows around corners &lt;br /&gt;into blind eyes; petrifying as stone &lt;br /&gt;that sinks the heart of thistledown. &lt;br /&gt;Grave as gravity denied &lt;br /&gt;supremacy in outer space, &lt;br /&gt;tall metaphor, explain me, &lt;br /&gt;describe my shape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Janet Frame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110497040018235188?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='I Have Seen Things'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110497040018235188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110497040018235188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110497040018235188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110497040018235188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-have-seen-things.html' title='I Have Seen Things'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110487869667221252</id><published>2005-01-04T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T13:05:04.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was here before</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2666704_d3b28993b3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything under the sun is in tune, but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Found poem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110487869667221252?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='I was here before'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110487869667221252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110487869667221252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110487869667221252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110487869667221252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-was-here-before.html' title='I was here before'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110478508371906128</id><published>2005-01-03T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T13:05:21.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Channel 695</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2666790_7c9b22803d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do not blow the wind to animals and plants directly. It occasionally causes a bad influence for animals and plants to be exerted.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Display box&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110478508371906128?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Channel 695'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110478508371906128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110478508371906128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110478508371906128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110478508371906128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2005/01/channel-695.html' title='Channel 695'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110443912603401333</id><published>2004-12-30T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T12:47:49.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Blood</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2698839_595a1139c1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Red Cross&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110443912603401333?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.redcross.org' title='Give Blood'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110443912603401333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110443912603401333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110443912603401333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110443912603401333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/give-blood.html' title='Give Blood'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110430489074406151</id><published>2004-12-28T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T13:33:59.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Drops of Rain</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2629670_1a9b5d0110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Please do not put the one embarrassed because it gets wet under the air conditioner.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -from  display reference boxes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110430489074406151?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Free Drops of Rain'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110430489074406151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110430489074406151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110430489074406151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110430489074406151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/free-drops-of-rain.html' title='Free Drops of Rain'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110426230620887444</id><published>2004-12-28T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T11:31:46.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day before Yesterday</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2604950_a7f3cc0321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do not detach fan guard of the outdoor unit and put neither finger nor the stick, etc.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -from  display reference boxes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110426230620887444?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='The day before Yesterday'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110426230620887444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110426230620887444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110426230620887444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110426230620887444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/day-before-yesterday.html' title='The day before Yesterday'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110417911350087103</id><published>2004-12-27T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T19:21:25.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention Rousing</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2604951_1632e28b27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To apply the cold wind to the body for a longtime and so as to not exist about cooling too much”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -from  display reference boxes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110417911350087103?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Attention Rousing'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110417911350087103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110417911350087103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110417911350087103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110417911350087103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/attention-rousing.html' title='Attention Rousing'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110375313712035208</id><published>2004-12-22T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T12:52:16.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is Your Day</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2476249_ebb18e888d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. &lt;br /&gt;Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living. &lt;br /&gt;It's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. &lt;br /&gt;Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life's realities." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're in pretty good shape for the shape you are in." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I learned there are troubles of more than one kind. &lt;br /&gt;Some come from ahead and some from behind." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today is your day! Your mountain is waiting. So... get on your way." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Dr Seuss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= &lt;a href="http://5hirinlink5.blogspot.com/"&gt;*:*:*:*:LINK5*:*:*:*:&lt;/a&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110375313712035208?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Today is Your Day'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110375313712035208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110375313712035208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110375313712035208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110375313712035208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/today-is-your-day.html' title='Today is Your Day'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110375298608797494</id><published>2004-12-22T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T14:03:06.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zed is Dead</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2316799_fdd5c3aba4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who's is the motorcycle?&lt;br /&gt;-It's not a motorcycle, it's a chopper!&lt;br /&gt;-Who's is the chopper?&lt;br /&gt;-It's Zed's.&lt;br /&gt;-Who is Zed?&lt;br /&gt;-Zed is dead babe... Zed is dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; - Pulp Fiction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= &lt;a href="http://5hirinlink5.blogspot.com/"&gt;*:*:*:*:LINK5*:*:*:*:&lt;/a&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110375298608797494?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Zed is Dead'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110375298608797494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110375298608797494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110375298608797494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110375298608797494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/zed-is-dead.html' title='Zed is Dead'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110368371650527708</id><published>2004-12-21T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T18:48:36.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind The Moon</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2316801_8b1b6f61bc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Em: Why don't you find a place where there isn't any trouble. &lt;br /&gt;Dorothy: A place where there isn't any trouble. Do you suppose there is such a place Toto? There must be. It's not a place you can get to by a boat or a train. It's far, far away. Behind the moon, beyond the rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; - Wizard of Oz 1939&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= &lt;a href="http://5hirinlink5.blogspot.com/"&gt;*:*:*:*:LINK5*:*:*:*:&lt;/a&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110368371650527708?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Behind The Moon'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110368371650527708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110368371650527708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110368371650527708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110368371650527708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/behind-moon.html' title='Behind The Moon'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110348719400428382</id><published>2004-12-19T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T14:16:04.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>King Midas</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2316802_5e2e7eb661.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Midas, whose lips turn all they touch to cold, unnourishing   riches,   and   who   perishes   alone   and disconsolate,  cut  off  by  his  wealth  from the simplest necessities  of  life  --  for bread, water, as well as his wife,  his  child  and  his  little  dog,  all  turn  as he stretches  towards them into the gold he thought he desiredmore than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; - LondonTimes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= &lt;a href="http://5hirinlink5.blogspot.com/"&gt;*:*:*:*:LINK5*:*:*:*:&lt;/a&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110348719400428382?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='King Midas'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110348719400428382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110348719400428382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110348719400428382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110348719400428382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/king-midas.html' title='King Midas'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110340377576495033</id><published>2004-12-18T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T13:04:46.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got Blood In My Eyes</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2237642_e16deac413.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning, feeling blue,&lt;br /&gt;Seen a good-lookin' girl, can I make love with you?&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.&lt;br /&gt;I got blood in my eyes for you, babe,&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what in the world you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Bob Dylan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Bookmark: &lt;a href="http://www.cvm.qc.ca/photographie/expo2001/coutu/"&gt;Gabriel Coutu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110340377576495033?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='I Got Blood In My Eyes'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110340377576495033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110340377576495033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110340377576495033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110340377576495033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-got-blood-in-my-eyes.html' title='I Got Blood In My Eyes'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110331863128817639</id><published>2004-12-17T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T13:25:33.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She Is Made Of Truth</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2237643_e24192b1be.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When to the sessions of sweet silent thought &lt;br /&gt;I summon up remembrance of things past, &lt;br /&gt;I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, &lt;br /&gt;And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Shakespeare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Bookmark: &lt;a href="http://www.gv-as.com/artforsale/barcelowsky1.html"&gt;Diane Bracelowsky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110331863128817639?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='She Is Made Of Truth'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110331863128817639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110331863128817639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110331863128817639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110331863128817639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/she-is-made-of-truth.html' title='She Is Made Of Truth'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110323016397581105</id><published>2004-12-16T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T12:50:16.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner of  Ashes</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2237644_8d30fa6788.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I measured the skies, now the shodows I measure&lt;br /&gt;Skybound was the mind, Earthbound the bosy rests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Kepler 1630&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Bookmark: &lt;a href="http://www.jaqbox.com/1426/artist_pages/Whalen.html"&gt;Jodie Whalen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110323016397581105?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Dinner of  Ashes'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110323016397581105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110323016397581105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110323016397581105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110323016397581105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/dinner-of-ashes.html' title='Dinner of  Ashes'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110307897170618746</id><published>2004-12-14T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T13:22:22.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alphaville</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2220220_48694de2c6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes ...reality is too complex for oral communication&lt;br /&gt;But legend embodies it in a form which enables it to spread all over the world&lt;br /&gt;Scene:&lt;br /&gt;Alphaville&lt;br /&gt;It was 24.17 Oceanic Time ...when I approached the suburbs of Alphaville&lt;br /&gt;[Sign:]&lt;br /&gt;Silence. Logic. Security. Prudence.&lt;br /&gt;Scene:&lt;br /&gt;Hotel&lt;br /&gt;Johnson:My paper reserved a room for me: Ivan Johnson&lt;br /&gt;-Which paper?&lt;br /&gt;-Figaro-Pravda&lt;br /&gt;Clerk:	Room 344. Have you registered at Residents’ Control?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Godard, 1965&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Bookmark: &lt;a href="http://www.jaqbox.com/JC/paintings_2004.html"&gt;Sun Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110307897170618746?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Alphaville'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110307897170618746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110307897170618746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110307897170618746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110307897170618746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/alphaville.html' title='Alphaville'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110306290057763301</id><published>2004-12-14T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T14:22:49.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat in the Well</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2209720_0097b9e705.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat's in the well, the wolf is looking down.&lt;br /&gt;The cat's in the well, the wolf is looking down.&lt;br /&gt;He got his big bushy tail dragging all over the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat's in the well, the gentle lady is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Cat's in the well, the gentle lady is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;She ain't hearing a thing, the silence is a-stickin' her deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Bob Dylan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Bookmark: &lt;a href="http://72.3.131.10/"&gt;Sorry, Everybody&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110306290057763301?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Cat in the Well'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110306290057763301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110306290057763301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110306290057763301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110306290057763301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/cat-in-well.html' title='Cat in the Well'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110300478299740661</id><published>2004-12-13T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T14:23:10.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grapefruit Moon</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2189933_05380392c2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grapefruit moon, one star shining, shining down on me. &lt;br /&gt;Heard that tune, and now I`m pining, honey, can`t you see? &lt;br /&gt;`Cause every time I hear that melody, well, something breaks inside, &lt;br /&gt;And the grapefruit moon, one star shining, can`t turn back the tide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Tom Wait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Bookmark: &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.net/sugarpony/?photo_id=9163333"&gt;SugarPoneananda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110300478299740661?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Grapefruit Moon'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110300478299740661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110300478299740661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110300478299740661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110300478299740661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/grapefruit-moon.html' title='Grapefruit Moon'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110271545442013394</id><published>2004-12-10T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T13:53:15.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dialogues in 1928</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2089112_75a1fba21f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is day?&lt;br /&gt;A woman bathing nude at nightfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is absence?&lt;br /&gt;Calm, limpid water, a moving mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is shame?&lt;br /&gt;The love of speed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Bookmark: &lt;a href="http://www.pixelfreak.com/v3/b2/ah.html"&gt;The house&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110271545442013394?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Dialogues in 1928'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110271545442013394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110271545442013394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110271545442013394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110271545442013394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/dialogues-in-1928.html' title='Dialogues in 1928'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110263116592792277</id><published>2004-12-09T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T00:48:12.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cinema</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2061861_e9bbec9e58.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voices will be silent and the rest of the picture will be in sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York city a bout 1870. A park on a winter afternoon. In front of a large equestrian statue, the base of which is protected by an iron picket fence, stands a row of nine street urchins facing the camera. One holds a basket of clean laundry, another stands beside a harp. The recently melted snow has left puddles of water among the car tracks in the foreground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Joseph Cornell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Bookmark: &lt;a href="http://www.athornton.com.ar/p_ntd.htm"&gt;No Te Duermas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110263116592792277?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='The Cinema'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110263116592792277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110263116592792277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110263116592792277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110263116592792277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/cinema.html' title='The Cinema'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110254649786898315</id><published>2004-12-08T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T00:47:52.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Millions Queens</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2035945_e1798b059b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou my great one whom I adore beautiful as the whole earth and in the most beautiful stars of the earth that I adore thou my great woman adored by all the powers of the stars beautiful with the beauty of the thousands of million of queens who adorn the earth the adoration that I have for thy beauty bring me to my knees to beg thee to think of me I am brought to my knees I adore thy beauty think of me thou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Translated by Samuel Beckett&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Bookmark: &lt;a href="http://www.aridolan.com/ofiles/ulthm2.aspx"&gt;The doll wall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110254649786898315?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Millions Queens'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110254649786898315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110254649786898315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110254649786898315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110254649786898315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/millions-queens.html' title='Millions Queens'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110245116393062216</id><published>2004-12-07T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T12:26:03.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Eluard</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2004373_0e7faefd50.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of a daughter, I had a son. He shot himself in the head, he was bandaged, but they forgot to take the revolver away from him. He renewed the attempt. I am at the table with people whom I know. Suddenly some one whom I do not see, comes in and tells me: " Your son has shot himself in the head seven times, but he is not dead." Only then I am overcome by an immense despair and I turn aside so that no one may see me weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Bookmark: &lt;a href="http://www.pixiport.com/Cgi-Bin/PixiDetail.pl?IMAGE=Daguerreotype-photos/GE9-13.jpg&amp;LINK=Daguerreotype-photos.htm&amp;CAP="&gt;Scream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110245116393062216?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Paul Eluard'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110245116393062216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110245116393062216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110245116393062216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110245116393062216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/paul-eluard.html' title='Paul Eluard'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110236816981980977</id><published>2004-12-06T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T13:22:49.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Pas Perdus</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/1978043_9e9949244d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadjia arrived first, ahead of time. She is not the same as yesterday. Rather elegant, entirely in black and red with a very pretty hat, which she takes off, showing her oat. Coloured hair ( which has given up its incredible disorder), silk stocking, and shoes which, unlike those she had before, are quite wearable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Bookmark: &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.net/sparklerox"&gt;spårk le rox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110236816981980977?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Les Pas Perdus'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110236816981980977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110236816981980977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110236816981980977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110236816981980977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/les-pas-perdus.html' title='Les Pas Perdus'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110213730165271786</id><published>2004-12-03T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T12:34:31.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Love</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/1895140_c8e9f9f797.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is standing on my lids&lt;br /&gt;and her hair is in my hair&lt;br /&gt;She has the colors of my eye&lt;br /&gt;She has the body of my hand&lt;br /&gt;As a stone against the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Bookmark: &lt;a href="http://www.pallalink.net/gallery/?page=2"&gt;Pallalink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110213730165271786?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Lady Love'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110213730165271786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110213730165271786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110213730165271786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110213730165271786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/lady-love.html' title='Lady Love'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110203417112379307</id><published>2004-12-02T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T21:15:22.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next to Paris</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/1870656_61c182f7ca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunddenly, I find a new path&lt;br /&gt;to the waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;I begin to h urry.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up.&lt;br /&gt;When I try to rise,&lt;br /&gt;the house tilts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Bookmark: &lt;a href="http://www.pixiport.com/Cgi-Bin/PixiDetail.pl?IMAGE=Daguerreotype-photos/GE9-04.jpg&amp;LINK=Daguerreotype-photos.htm&amp;CAP="&gt;Daguerreotype&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110203417112379307?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Next to Paris'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110203417112379307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110203417112379307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110203417112379307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110203417112379307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/next-to-paris.html' title='Next to Paris'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110193748358975199</id><published>2004-12-01T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T22:15:29.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keys To The Rain</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/1866193_b1c23fcfe5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.&lt;br /&gt;Some like to worship on the moon, others are worshipping the sun&lt;br /&gt;And there ain't no man righteous, no not one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#CCCCCC" size="-2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ain't No Man Righteous (No Not One)" - Bob Dylan,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Bookmark: &lt;a href="http://www.jamesharrisgallery.com/Artists/Jeffry%20Mitchell/Mitchell.htm"&gt;Jeffrey Mitchell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110193748358975199?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Keys To The Rain'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110193748358975199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110193748358975199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110193748358975199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110193748358975199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/keys-to-rain.html' title='Keys To The Rain'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110193676662408587</id><published>2004-12-01T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T22:17:14.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fondue Pot</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/1839039_5b1d246888.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the man she claims. But&lt;br /&gt;this much is true: the past is&lt;br /&gt;distant, a receding coastline, &lt;br /&gt;and we're all in the same boat,&lt;br /&gt;a scrim of rain over the sea-lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Bookmark: &lt;a href="http://www.jamesharrisgallery.com/Artists/Shaun%20Odell/Odell.htm"&gt;Shaun O'Dell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110193676662408587?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Fondue Pot'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110193676662408587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110193676662408587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110193676662408587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110193676662408587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/12/fondue-pot.html' title='Fondue Pot'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110176786170736236</id><published>2004-11-29T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T21:53:33.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight </title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/1793686_a61a2e4182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004 : Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born in the city of Bombay . . . once upon a time. No, that won’t do, there’s no getting away from the date: I was born in Doctor Narlikar’s Nursing Home on august 15th, 1947. And the time? The time matters, too. Well then: at night. No, it’s important to be more . . . On the stroke of midnight, as a matter of fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#CCCCCC" size="-2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Midnight's Children", by Salman Rushdie, 1981&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110176786170736236?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Midnight '/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110176786170736236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110176786170736236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110176786170736236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110176786170736236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/midnight.html' title='Midnight '/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110170433125188605</id><published>2004-11-28T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T14:14:13.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four dilly-danders,</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1791869_e67632487a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2004 : &lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four stiff standers,&lt;br /&gt;Four dilly-danders,&lt;br /&gt;Two lookers,&lt;br /&gt;Two crookers,&lt;br /&gt;And a wig-wag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110170433125188605?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Four dilly-danders,'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110170433125188605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110170433125188605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110170433125188605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110170433125188605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/four-dilly-danders.html' title='Four dilly-danders,'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110170390826628746</id><published>2004-11-28T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T20:52:33.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday night</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1773485_d30f8b7478.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2004 : &lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night, sleep tight,&lt;br /&gt;Wake up bright&lt;br /&gt;In the morning light&lt;br /&gt;To do what's right&lt;br /&gt;With all your might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110170390826628746?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Sunday night'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110170390826628746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110170390826628746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110170390826628746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110170390826628746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/sunday-night.html' title='Sunday night'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110161101587349175</id><published>2004-11-27T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T19:03:35.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1746705_f35b274b1b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2004 : &lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So early it's still  almost dark out.&lt;br /&gt;I'm near the window with coffee,&lt;br /&gt;and the usual early morning stuff&lt;br /&gt;that passes for thought. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110161101587349175?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110153323524084301</id><published>2004-11-26T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T21:27:15.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a great day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1728179_35d7bfa0fe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2004 : &lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy night, walk to the Gap. Buy belts and shirts&lt;br /&gt;Listen to Choir sing.&lt;br /&gt;And the Macy's star above all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110153323524084301?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='It was a great day'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110153323524084301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110153323524084301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110153323524084301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110153323524084301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/it-was-great-day.html' title='It was a great day'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110142318551841370</id><published>2004-11-25T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T14:53:05.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entry 11/25</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1691563_6057c03d40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2004 : &lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dense forests of pine, alder, and birch. Torrents&lt;br /&gt;that fall from dizzying   precipices. Mist. Clamorous&lt;br /&gt;rivers. Mountains covered with snow even now, even &lt;br /&gt;in August.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110142318551841370?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Entry 11/25'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110142318551841370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110142318551841370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110142318551841370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110142318551841370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/entry-1125.html' title='Entry 11/25'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110133002245176653</id><published>2004-11-24T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T13:00:22.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can reach out</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1679708_03382dd7ce.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2004 : &lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain has stopped and the moon has come out.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand the first thing about radio&lt;br /&gt;waves. But I think they travel better just after&lt;br /&gt;a rain, when the air is damp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110133002245176653?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='I can reach out'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110133002245176653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110133002245176653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110133002245176653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110133002245176653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-can-reach-out.html' title='I can reach out'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110124307957373587</id><published>2004-11-23T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T12:53:48.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A rare thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1644462_c174c172eb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2004 : &lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is &lt;br /&gt;a rare thing! Evenings he &lt;br /&gt;Listened to poetry, poetry, poetry&lt;br /&gt;in fron tof the fire.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't get enough of that life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110124307957373587?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='A rare thing'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110124307957373587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110124307957373587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110124307957373587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110124307957373587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/rare-thing.html' title='A rare thing'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110116808209508583</id><published>2004-11-22T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T16:02:18.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Replace all</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1640068_f9124b3cd3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2004 : &lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sipped tea. Politely musing&lt;br /&gt;on possible reasons for the success&lt;br /&gt;on my book in your country. Slipped&lt;br /&gt;into talk of pain and humiliation&lt;br /&gt;you find in my stories. &lt;br /&gt;I looked into a corner of the room.&lt;br /&gt;And for one minute I was 16 again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110116808209508583?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Replace all'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110116808209508583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110116808209508583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110116808209508583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110116808209508583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/replace-all.html' title='Replace all'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110109556184438440</id><published>2004-11-21T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T19:52:41.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An order</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1626056_08ae777155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2004 : &lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her job was to set the house in order.&lt;br /&gt;At least make it like she'd left ut last time.&lt;br /&gt;That was all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110109556184438440?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='An order'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110109556184438440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110109556184438440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110109556184438440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110109556184438440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/order.html' title='An order'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110102007466842217</id><published>2004-11-20T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T00:09:43.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pink Glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1598209_a0b4a40f59.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2004 : &lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning I woke up to rain&lt;br /&gt;on the glass. And understood&lt;br /&gt;that for a long time now&lt;br /&gt;I've chosen the corrupt when&lt;br /&gt;I had a choice. Or else,&lt;br /&gt;simply, the merely easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110102007466842217?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='The Pink Glass'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110102007466842217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110102007466842217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110102007466842217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110102007466842217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/pink-glass.html' title='The Pink Glass'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110093987105472794</id><published>2004-11-20T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T00:41:57.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The city was not a dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1577697_b286349b29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2004 : &lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wife died, and he grew old &lt;br /&gt;between the graveyard and his &lt;br /&gt;front door. Walked with a gait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110093987105472794?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='The city was not a dream'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110093987105472794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110093987105472794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110093987105472794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110093987105472794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/city-was-not-dream.html' title='The city was not a dream'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110089425097358686</id><published>2004-11-19T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T00:12:46.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1556407_ea399eee58.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2004: &lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's later, when he turns on the porchlight,&lt;br /&gt;and shakes out the towel&lt;br /&gt;and sees the curls and swaths of white&lt;br /&gt;and dark hair fly out &lt;br /&gt;on the snow and stay there,&lt;br /&gt;that he understands something: &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110089425097358686?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Paper heart'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110089425097358686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110089425097358686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110089425097358686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110089425097358686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/paper-heart.html' title='Paper heart'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110080634286117799</id><published>2004-11-18T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T00:05:34.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight ducks on the river</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1540864_302dfb89fd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004. Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one knows or cares&lt;br /&gt;when, they  bagan to dress up&lt;br /&gt;on Sundays and stroll through town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110080634286117799?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Eight ducks on the river'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110080634286117799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110080634286117799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110080634286117799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110080634286117799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/eight-ducks-on-river.html' title='Eight ducks on the river'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110072245592606134</id><published>2004-11-17T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T00:06:52.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is getting to be late!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1531102_6c233877ec.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt; © 2004. Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no sunsets in this place. Light one minute, &lt;br /&gt;and then the stars come out.&lt;br /&gt;We could look all night in vain&lt;br /&gt;for the Big Dipper, down here&lt;br /&gt;Uneasy, and dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110072245592606134?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='It is getting to be late!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110072245592606134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110072245592606134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110072245592606134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110072245592606134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/it-is-getting-to-be-late.html' title='It is getting to be late!'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110055259747544106</id><published>2004-11-15T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T00:00:19.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who did you think I was?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1498094_bb98bc7db6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;~~Days of my life~~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pails of rain fell today,&lt;br /&gt;and the day before. &lt;br /&gt;And the day before that. All the way back&lt;br /&gt;to Creation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110055259747544106?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Who did you think I was?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110055259747544106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110055259747544106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110055259747544106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110055259747544106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/who-did-you-think-i-was.html' title='Who did you think I was?'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110046915527715572</id><published>2004-11-14T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T00:02:41.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few minutes ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img120.exs.cx/img120/1112/2997.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004. Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry your heart about me, my darling.&lt;br /&gt;We Weave the thread given to us.&lt;br /&gt;And the Spring is with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110046915527715572?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110046915527715572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110046915527715572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110046915527715572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110046915527715572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/few-minutes-ago.html' title='A few minutes ago'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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-7346777.post-110040323232614343</id><published>2004-11-13T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T23:58:43.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>With a Telescope he rode to Rhode Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img30.exs.cx/img30/374/14130.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004. Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the garden is right outside my window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110040323232614343?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='With a Telescope he rode to Rhode Island'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110040323232614343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110040323232614343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110040323232614343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110040323232614343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/with-telescope-he-rode-to-rhode-island.html' title='With a Telescope he rode to Rhode Island'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-110030214734709447</id><published>2004-11-12T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T00:01:03.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dense Forests of Pine</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img108.exs.cx/img108/5599/2350.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004. Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tosltoy's coffin was carried across the yard&lt;br /&gt; A hard sail and the same stars everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-110030214734709447?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Dense Forests of Pine'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/110030214734709447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=110030214734709447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110030214734709447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/110030214734709447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/11/dense-forests-of-pine.html' title='Dense Forests of Pine'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7346777.post-109237660616213785</id><published>2004-08-12T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T00:01:33.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oly Oly Oxen-Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.daysofmylife.org/photomontage/diary_project/2004/007/images/023.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daysofmylife.org/"&gt;© 2004. Days of my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year their lips are scorched&lt;br /&gt;and their throats are raw.&lt;br /&gt;They can't talk or cry out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7346777-109237660616213785?l=5hirin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.daysofmylife.org' title='Oly Oly Oxen-Free'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/feeds/109237660616213785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7346777&amp;postID=109237660616213785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/109237660616213785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7346777/posts/default/109237660616213785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5hirin.blogspot.com/2004/08/oly-oly-oxen-free.html' title='Oly Oly Oxen-Free'/><author><name>5hirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10687646059110394137</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>
