<?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-3452666</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:02:19.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Talk Friends</title><subtitle type='html'>
Welcome!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Taney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861851672249708003</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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452666.post-79317592</id><published>2002-07-23T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-23T14:10:16.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PLEASE go to my &lt;a href="http://taneyfaith.blogspot.com/"&gt;new page&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the inconvience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3452666-79317592?l=mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/79317592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/79317592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com/2002_07_21_archive.html#79317592' title=''/><author><name>Taney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861851672249708003</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452666.post-79072618</id><published>2002-07-17T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-17T11:11:56.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hello all long time no write!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t come up with anything viable as an excuse so I won’t give one. I have been spending my time outside the walls of my computer. Pondering as one does on life requisitioning my state. State i.e. the one I am in… to the one I see approaching. Sort of a revaluation but without the boring pointless chats and the chairs which my feet don’t touch the ground. I dislike that…. Chairs that I can’t touch the ground in. I’m short I know that, I mean at least stools have that bar on it to rest my tootsies on. I dislike being short, I guess people hate being tall too, but I don’t like being short. &lt;a href="http://www.aa.com/"&gt;Airplane &lt;/a&gt;seats are not designed for people who are 5’1feet tall. That’s me I’m 5’1, and my feet don’t touch the ground and those stupid headrests pushes my head down. So I was told to recline the seat… I did and what preceded to happen was that I was laying back with head still squished by the headrest. I’ve tried everything! From putting the chick lit pillow behind my neck even to attempt taking the head rest off my seat. So when talk about adding money for people who don’t shall we say fit the seats, I say I should get money off. Are you with me short people! I don’t want a revolution but I think that people miss that part of &lt;a href="http://www.sesameworkshop.com/"&gt;Sesame Street. “One of these kids is not like the other!”&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3452666-79072618?l=mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/79072618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/79072618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#79072618' title=''/><author><name>Taney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861851672249708003</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452666.post-76068156</id><published>2002-05-01T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-01T21:53:27.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was sent this by my friend Kris.&lt;br /&gt;It made me dust off the ole grey cells!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think you know everything?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; If you think you have lived long enough to know&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; everything... this may hold some interesting&lt;br /&gt;tidbits....Enjoy these benefit of a smile in your day!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;  1. Rubber bands last longer when refrigerated.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;  2. Peanuts are one of the ingredients of dynamite.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;  3. There are 293 ways to make change for a dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;  4. The average person's left hand does 56% of the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; typing.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;  5. A shark is the only fish that can blink with both&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;  6. There are more chickens than people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;  7. Two-thirds of the world's eggplant is grown in&lt;br /&gt;&gt; New Jersey.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;  8. The longest one-syllable word in the English&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; language is "screeched."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;  9. On a Canadian two dollar bill, the flag flying&lt;br /&gt;&gt; over the Parliament building is an American flag.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;10. All of the clocks in the movie "Pulp Fiction" are&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; stuck on 4:20.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;11. No word in the English language rhymes with month,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; orange, silver, or purple.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;12. "Dreamt" is the only English word that ends in the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; letters "mt."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;13. All 50 states are listed across the top of the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Lincoln Memorial on the back of the $5 bill.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;14. Almonds are a member of the peach family.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;15. Winston Churchill was born in a ladies' room&lt;br /&gt;&gt; during a dance.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;16. Maine is the only state whose name is just one&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; syllable.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;17. There are only four words in the English language&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; which end in "dous" tremendous, horrendous, stupendous,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and hazardous.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;18. Los Angeles' full name is "El Pueblo de Nuestra&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nora&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; la Reina de los Angeles de Porciuncula".&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;19. A cat has 32 muscles in each ear.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;20. An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;21. Tigers have striped skin, not just striped fur.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;22. In most advertisements, the time displayed on a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; watch is 10:10.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;23. Al Capone's business card said he was a used&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; furniture dealer.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;24. The characters Bert and Ernie on Sesame Street&lt;br /&gt;&gt; were named after Bert the cop and Ernie the taxi driver&lt;br /&gt;in&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Frank Capra's "It's a Wonderful Life."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;25. A dragonfly has a life span of 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;26. A Goldfish has a memory span of three seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;27. A dime has 118 ridges around the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;28. It's impossible to sneeze with your eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;29. The giant squid has the largest eyes in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;30. In England, the Speaker of the House is not&lt;br /&gt;&gt; allowed to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;31. The microwave was invented after a researcher&lt;br /&gt;&gt; walked by a radar tube and a chocolate bar melted in his&lt;br /&gt;&gt; pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;32. Mr. Rogers is an ordained minister.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;33. The average person falls asleep in seven minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;34. There are 336 dimples on a regulation golf ball.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;35. "Stewardesses" is the longest word that is typed&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; with only the left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;                    NOW you know everything! &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/3452666-76068156?l=mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/76068156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/76068156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76068156' title=''/><author><name>Taney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861851672249708003</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452666.post-76029198</id><published>2002-04-30T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T22:06:20.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CENSORSHIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am against censorship.&lt;br /&gt;I do believe in a Parental right to protect the innocence of children not the government.&lt;br /&gt;I do not believe that when someone chooses not to devolve classified information it is censorship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend seeing on VH1, "Warning: Parental Advisory" &lt;a href="http://www.VH1.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's down and dirty... and that's the way we like it. VH1's newest Original Movie recreates the 1980's battle between Washington wives and rock's wild bunch. One group wanted warning labels on records, the other defended pop's freedom of expression. Turns out censorship can be both serious and silly."by VH1.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it to be very funny. And how censorship is just wrong in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3452666-76029198?l=mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/76029198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/76029198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76029198' title=''/><author><name>Taney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861851672249708003</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452666.post-76029119</id><published>2002-04-30T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T22:03:54.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;Its me. I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk about social security. I am still going to talk about censorship but this has come to my attention and I have got to say something on it. A good friend of mine who is shall I say a bright person by nature but sometimes can't see the woods through the trees.&lt;br /&gt;He send me a "Forward" email. I would have cut and pasted it but alas I deleted it. It supported his frustration as to why Congress doesn't pay social security and that they are all fat cats waiting to collect. While I agree with him that something should be done about it... I don't agree that we should just point fingers at the rich and demand money. I mean don't we all want to be rich fat cats. What he missed is that social security is going down faster than the Titanic. (I can hear Celine Dion now!) Its like when peers say to me that they got money from the government I have to say NOOOO it was all your money to begin with! You just got back some change after what you spent. Social security will be bankrupt when I retire. Hello am I the only one upset about this!! I am paying social security for Babyboomers. There will not be anything of my earnings left for me. I am 28 years old and I am thinking about my retirement. I totally back up the plan that instead of putting my money into social security (the black hole of doom) I can put it into my own IRA. It sure will give me a much greater return than nothing. Something has to change ... before Celine finishes her Aria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3452666-76029119?l=mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/76029119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/76029119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76029119' title=''/><author><name>Taney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861851672249708003</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452666.post-75912101</id><published>2002-04-27T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-27T19:33:13.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Hello Friends!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I haven't written in some time. I will be blogging on my thoughts on censorship and my favorite links this coming week. Now that I have figured out how to put on a link ... not that I am slow on the computer, I just never found the link button before. So since I love links as much as the rest of you. I will be doing that from now on. &lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3452666-75912101?l=mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/75912101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/75912101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75912101' title=''/><author><name>Taney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861851672249708003</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452666.post-75839589</id><published>2002-04-26T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-26T00:06:29.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever went to a restaurant and had waitress who brought you a Coke before you ever asked for it? Have you ever called up to book tickets to a show and was greeted by someone who knew your name? Or have you ever paid for economy and was bumped up to first Class? &lt;br /&gt;I have:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are asking how I would have to say it comes down to two things.One, kindness towards others and two some simple guidelines. I have worked in the travel&amp;tourism industries for 6 years. From Museums to Aquariums. I've met MANY people who are on vacations/holidays. And the biggest mistakes I see people making is the mind set that because this is the only two weeks I have off of work and I am spending all this money I should get the best service. And you can get the best, but half of the work is up to you. For you to be kind and patient and saying hello.&lt;br /&gt;In many places of the world it is considered rude to walk up to someone without saying "hello" first. Life is so much nicer when you do.&lt;br /&gt;If you want people to remember your face or voice make sure its one to remember. If your nasty when they think of you it will be as .."Oh its the nasty guy." Or worse they won't even care about what you want or who you are. If you want someone to go out of there way for you, then you go out of your way for them. If you find that is just to much trouble, don't expect them to bother for you. Smile when you call someone.... you'll sound better:) Remember when you are on vacation, don't shout at any person behind a desk who could help you. It isn't going to make them want you anymore. And I was told once that when you are in another country. You are an ambassador for your country when people meet you they will say "Oh so that's what Americans are like?" What kind of impression you want them to have of where you come from? Many times as that person behind the desk, I went out of my way for someone. Because they said hello and were patient or had a really cute kid. Okay cute kids usually push my buttons and puppies too! I digress...&lt;br /&gt;If you are kinder to one another the line will never seem soo long.&lt;br /&gt;If you are kinder to one another you'll just smile a lot more! And isn't that the BEST.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the best I want to give a huge 2 thumbs up for the restaurant "DADDYPOPS" in Hatboro, PA. They Have the best customer service. Just remember to say "hello". http://www.hatboro-pa.com/ptdady.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3452666-75839589?l=mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/75839589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/75839589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75839589' title=''/><author><name>Taney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861851672249708003</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452666.post-75754730</id><published>2002-04-23T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-23T21:06:08.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now why do I hate the View. I have been asked why ... hate is such a harsh word to use. Okay I don't hate the view. I just feel it lies to me. It all starts out with Barbara Walter's saying she had this idea for starting a show ... with different views women of different background different ages. Well, the one who is supported to represent me and mine is a dunderhead. She is not up to date or well informed as to what is going on in the world today.&lt;br /&gt;  I have been informed to give it an another chance I watched SOME of it today. And the youngest viewer says that people her age all wanted to be married to JFK, Jr. (Ha No thanks.) I can't even identify with any of the women. Can someone answer me this are any of them married? And I don't mean "Shacking up?" I guess my biggest beef is that none of them are different they are all the same. They have all the same politics. Left as a liberal can be...so Barbara if you are out there and want to have more of a "view" then what is in your four walls I recommend the following get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman over 70, retired and a grandmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman over 50, all her kids are grown and is still married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both should be of conservative values. Take out the 20 something and add these two and I guarantee you will have me and many more people watching!&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/3452666-75754730?l=mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/75754730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/75754730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75754730' title=''/><author><name>Taney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861851672249708003</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452666.post-75702587</id><published>2002-04-22T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-22T15:19:41.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to the Jersey shore this weekend. And a question arouse of why some people are ocean people the other are Mountain people. Why do some gravitate towards the hills the others to the sea? I believe that some would say they like both but in my belief people truly in their heart prefer one more then to the other. My husband says that he has read people are drawn to the sea because some believe that people are of water. That they are made of water so it is of a natural instance to want to go back to whence they came. I am afraid I don't buy much into that. I think it has to do with remains. That is of one childhood's memories and a mix as to where we are most happy.Sort of how when one dies they go to where their true use is, where they would fit and be happy I guess the seas and the mountains are like that. But that still doesn't answer why some want the Mountains. And others like myself feel drawn to the sea. I love the sea because of the smell of the salt. The way the breeze and spray come at you. To the feel of sand between my toes. I am happier at the sea than I am further inland. I don't see the same joy I do in the sea that is in the mountains. I love the woods and I like to be surrounded by trees... but I would miss the sea. Interesting questions to think about email me if you have any thoughts on it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3452666-75702587?l=mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/75702587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/75702587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75702587' title=''/><author><name>Taney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861851672249708003</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452666.post-75449036</id><published>2002-04-15T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T20:12:28.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;I first got this idea of hosting my own blog from my brother. Its a good Idea. I have lots of Ideas and thoughts on a lot of things from.... My opinions on why housewives should get to put more money than allowed into an IRA. Why its important that Mom's stay home with their kids. To what was she thinking at the Oscars and why I hate the "View." &lt;br /&gt;I also want to offer my professional advice on travel and tourism to making life go easier. Some of you may not agree with me while others just don't care. I guess that's one of the many reasons why I love this country!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3452666-75449036?l=mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/75449036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3452666/posts/default/75449036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrstaneyfriend.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75449036' title=''/><author><name>Taney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861851672249708003</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></entry></feed>
