<?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-1301133310653631196</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:01:10.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This must be the (naive) place</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>frederick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101380597067883776</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1301133310653631196.post-4494581510930874775</id><published>2009-04-30T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T02:06:03.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>read this - then read catch 22</title><content type='html'>http://us.history.wisc.edu/hist102/pdocs/heller_major.pdf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1301133310653631196-4494581510930874775?l=naiveplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4494581510930874775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1301133310653631196&amp;postID=4494581510930874775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/4494581510930874775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/4494581510930874775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/read-this-then-read-catch-22.html' title='read this - then read catch 22'/><author><name>frederick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101380597067883776</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-1301133310653631196.post-5497114961857888381</id><published>2008-10-10T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:12:20.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No F-X lyrics (search for their greatest)</title><content type='html'>He's got a tye dyed Rancid shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wears his birkenstocks to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     -Is he a jerk?         &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;!  -    Just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff don't wear regular shoes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1301133310653631196-5497114961857888381?l=naiveplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5497114961857888381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1301133310653631196&amp;postID=5497114961857888381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/5497114961857888381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/5497114961857888381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-f-x-lyrics-search-for-their-greatest.html' title='No F-X lyrics (search for their greatest)'/><author><name>frederick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101380597067883776</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-1301133310653631196.post-2161655184946515042</id><published>2008-09-27T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T05:13:53.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something weird, maybe something deep?</title><content type='html'>the other day i drove to work and on the way I saw a poster for the upcoming bloc party show. being one of my favorite bands i was instantly chuffed, thinking "oh yeah, im there". and then something weird happened. not more than 10 seconds later i thought "meh, i dont really care actually". which is weird because i love concerts, well at least i used to. but now i just didnt care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like a few years ago i was in class all bored. so i thought well i'll just draw something. and so i went to draw something. but i just sat there. and i realised; there was nothing i wanted to draw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1301133310653631196-2161655184946515042?l=naiveplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2161655184946515042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1301133310653631196&amp;postID=2161655184946515042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/2161655184946515042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/2161655184946515042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-weird-maybe-something-deep.html' title='something weird, maybe something deep?'/><author><name>frederick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101380597067883776</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-1301133310653631196.post-4813790598166703230</id><published>2008-09-20T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T07:37:46.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sumtimes love is a beautiful thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SNUKdgvOxyI/AAAAAAAAABg/-FvGi2yybbs/s1600-h/9078PEtwoWeb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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I have a friend who always keeps his skateboards once he's done with it. He just hangs them up on a wall. It bugs me, like dude the thing was made to be ridden - ride it or give it away. I always had a rule when I skated not to have more than 2 boards - 1 to skate and one for back up. Otherwise what is it if its not being skated? Just a piece of wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There no such thing as too many photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat O'dell is where it is at. Dane Reynolds is where it is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeryy Hsu owns it. Louie Barletta is an icon, no institution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon Rattray should run the EU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain should of written more challenging books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older I get the more I listen to music I thought I never would...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1301133310653631196-1421473759753798176?l=naiveplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1421473759753798176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1301133310653631196&amp;postID=1421473759753798176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/1421473759753798176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/1421473759753798176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think.html' title='I think...'/><author><name>frederick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101380597067883776</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-1301133310653631196.post-5386770633276899754</id><published>2008-09-12T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T15:05:37.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question and Answer - C. Buckowski</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;     he sat naked and drunk in a room of summer&lt;br /&gt;    night, running the blade of the knife&lt;br /&gt;    under his fingernails, smiling, thinking&lt;br /&gt;    of all the letters he had received&lt;br /&gt;    telling him that&lt;br /&gt;    the way he lived and wrote about&lt;br /&gt;    that--&lt;br /&gt;    it had kept them going when&lt;br /&gt;    all seemed&lt;br /&gt;    truly&lt;br /&gt;    hopeless. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;     putting the blade on the table, he&lt;br /&gt;    flicked it with a finger&lt;br /&gt;    and it whirled&lt;br /&gt;    in a flashing circle&lt;br /&gt;    under the light. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     who the hell is going to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     me?&lt;/span&gt; he&lt;br /&gt;    thought. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;     as the knife stopped spinning&lt;br /&gt;    the answer came:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     you're going to have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     save yourself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;     still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smiling&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;    a: he lit a&lt;br /&gt;    cigarette&lt;br /&gt;    b: he poured&lt;br /&gt;    another&lt;br /&gt;    drink&lt;br /&gt;    c: gave the blade&lt;br /&gt;    another&lt;br /&gt;    spin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1301133310653631196-5386770633276899754?l=naiveplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5386770633276899754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1301133310653631196&amp;postID=5386770633276899754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/5386770633276899754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/5386770633276899754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/question-and-answer-c-buckowski.html' title='Question and Answer - C. Buckowski'/><author><name>frederick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101380597067883776</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-1301133310653631196.post-8598977842829681738</id><published>2008-09-12T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T06:44:24.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>listen to Famous Blue Raincoat by L. Coen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SMpyEDIJuqI/AAAAAAAAABY/vuaPpKx_xKs/s1600-h/cohenfest1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SMpyEDIJuqI/AAAAAAAAABY/vuaPpKx_xKs/s400/cohenfest1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245130129910905506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1301133310653631196-8598977842829681738?l=naiveplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8598977842829681738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1301133310653631196&amp;postID=8598977842829681738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/8598977842829681738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/8598977842829681738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/liste-to-famous-blue-raincoat-by-l-coen.html' title='listen to Famous Blue Raincoat by L. Coen'/><author><name>frederick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101380597067883776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SMpyEDIJuqI/AAAAAAAAABY/vuaPpKx_xKs/s72-c/cohenfest1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1301133310653631196.post-1518120808324414238</id><published>2008-09-08T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T17:00:38.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hipster surfing</title><content type='html'>Is it just me or are long-boarders a little more stylish then short boarders? They had the shorter short thing going on long ago and the sunnies hat thingo was always there. While so many short-boarders are wearing baggy boardies and 50-cent style flexi fits, there surfing in cut off jeans and beaver tails. Pics to follow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while Im talking surf - is stab the only mag a over 21 year old can read anymore? The answer is no, you could also read transworld.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1301133310653631196-1518120808324414238?l=naiveplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1518120808324414238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1301133310653631196&amp;postID=1518120808324414238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/1518120808324414238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/1518120808324414238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/hipster-surfing.html' title='hipster surfing'/><author><name>frederick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101380597067883776</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-1301133310653631196.post-353529681085252453</id><published>2008-06-12T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T18:15:03.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This might be the tuffest turn ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SFHJ32uIaNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1HTj-0zNq5g/s1600-h/dane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SFHJ32uIaNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1HTj-0zNq5g/s400/dane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211168205263366354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1301133310653631196-353529681085252453?l=naiveplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/feeds/353529681085252453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1301133310653631196&amp;postID=353529681085252453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/353529681085252453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/353529681085252453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-might-be-tuffest-turn-ever.html' title='This might be the tuffest turn ever'/><author><name>frederick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101380597067883776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SFHJ32uIaNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1HTj-0zNq5g/s72-c/dane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1301133310653631196.post-4401224357796215060</id><published>2008-06-11T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:06:56.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything I ever learnt was from tv (or How to get a law degree from the movies)</title><content type='html'>I think thats the name of a book about a man who learnt alot from tv. I never read it - Im waiting for the movie version. In the meantime Im trying to get a law degree from movies. The following help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Castle - Should be called "Australian Constitutional Law 101"&lt;br /&gt;A Time to Kill - Lean how to persuade a jury based on race&lt;br /&gt;Rounders - Inspiration to drop out of law school and become a card shark&lt;br /&gt;Erin Brockovich - Better for the ladies but still useful&lt;br /&gt;Sleepers - Not very useful in winning a case but if you ever get caught up in the mob and need to loose a case to save your friends lives - this is the movie for you&lt;br /&gt;Philadelphia - Keep reaching for the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Devils Advocate - If only I knew who Al Pacino was playing I'd send my resume&lt;br /&gt;A Few Good Men - I didn't know what to study to become Jerry McGuire so I chose law.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1301133310653631196-4401224357796215060?l=naiveplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4401224357796215060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1301133310653631196&amp;postID=4401224357796215060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/4401224357796215060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/4401224357796215060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/2008/06/everything-i-ever-learnt-was-from-tv-or.html' title='Everything I ever learnt was from tv (or How to get a law degree from the movies)'/><author><name>frederick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101380597067883776</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-1301133310653631196.post-1859129274585591582</id><published>2008-06-07T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:57:38.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I do this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SEuC0TOgiuI/AAAAAAAAAAo/zraDpgGmenA/s1600-h/extras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SEuC0TOgiuI/AAAAAAAAAAo/zraDpgGmenA/s320/extras.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209401229010045666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder if they are having real conversations too. And if they are, is the conversation written or is it a real conversation between strangers? (Thanks Postsecret).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1301133310653631196-1859129274585591582?l=naiveplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1859129274585591582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1301133310653631196&amp;postID=1859129274585591582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/1859129274585591582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/1859129274585591582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-do-this.html' title='I do this'/><author><name>frederick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101380597067883776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SEuC0TOgiuI/AAAAAAAAAAo/zraDpgGmenA/s72-c/extras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1301133310653631196.post-2036836333338847332</id><published>2008-06-07T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T16:42:42.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I always end up by the bay</title><content type='html'>Here are some ugly pictures of the 3 bays I have lived near. Moreton, cisco and Haifa. I do not believe photos do justice to water, so I thought I'd put in ugly ones.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SEscRjOgirI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/PBiyouQlSiQ/s1600-h/SF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SEscRjOgirI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/PBiyouQlSiQ/s200/SF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209288481823558322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SEscRjOgisI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Xy9ey_tz13o/s1600-h/Cleveland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SEscRjOgisI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Xy9ey_tz13o/s200/Cleveland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209288481823558338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SEscRzOgitI/AAAAAAAAAAg/mfHLwFcgMhI/s1600-h/Haifa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SEscRzOgitI/AAAAAAAAAAg/mfHLwFcgMhI/s200/Haifa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209288486118525650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1301133310653631196-2036836333338847332?l=naiveplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2036836333338847332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1301133310653631196&amp;postID=2036836333338847332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/2036836333338847332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/2036836333338847332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-always-end-up-by-bay.html' title='I always end up by the bay'/><author><name>frederick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101380597067883776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Rpo98litvY/SEscRjOgirI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/PBiyouQlSiQ/s72-c/SF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1301133310653631196.post-6807353543603260790</id><published>2008-06-07T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T04:44:28.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this must be the place</title><content type='html'>Home is where I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Pick me up and turn me round&lt;br /&gt;I feel numb - born with a weak heart&lt;br /&gt;I guess I must be having fun&lt;br /&gt;The less we say about it the better&lt;br /&gt;Make it up as we go along&lt;br /&gt;Feet on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Head in the sky&lt;br /&gt;It's ok I know nothing's wrong . . nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi yo I got plenty of time&lt;br /&gt;Hi yo you got light in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And you're standing here beside me&lt;br /&gt;I love the passing of time&lt;br /&gt;Never for money&lt;br /&gt;Always for love&lt;br /&gt;Cover up and say goodnight . . . say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home - is where I want to be&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I'm already there&lt;br /&gt;I come home - she lifted up her wings&lt;br /&gt;Guess that this must be the place&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell one from another&lt;br /&gt;Did I find you, or you find me?&lt;br /&gt;There was a time Before we were born&lt;br /&gt;If someone asks, this is where I'll be . . . where I'll be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi yo We drift in and out&lt;br /&gt;Hi yo sing into my mouth&lt;br /&gt;Out of all those kinds of people&lt;br /&gt;You got a face with a view&lt;br /&gt;I'm just an animal looking for a home&lt;br /&gt;Share the same space for a minute or two&lt;br /&gt;And you love me till my heart stops&lt;br /&gt;Eyes that light up, eyes look through you&lt;br /&gt;Cover up the blank spots&lt;br /&gt;Hit me on the head Ah ooh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1301133310653631196-6807353543603260790?l=naiveplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6807353543603260790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1301133310653631196&amp;postID=6807353543603260790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/6807353543603260790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1301133310653631196/posts/default/6807353543603260790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naiveplace.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-must-be-place.html' title='this must be the place'/><author><name>frederick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101380597067883776</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></feed>
