<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831</id><updated>2008-03-22T13:00:10.026Z</updated><title type='text'>Think</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/index.php'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml'/><author><name>Thomas</name></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>190</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-3529899528389252779</id><published>2008-03-22T12:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-22T13:00:10.092Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We will probably be judged not by the monuments we build but by those we have destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Farewell to Penn Station," New York Times editorial, October 30, 1963&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2008/03/we-will-probably-be-judged-not-by.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/3529899528389252779'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/3529899528389252779'/><author><name>Thomas</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-5455871289932481215</id><published>2007-04-26T22:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T14:36:05.497+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed.&lt;br /&gt;Every morning a lion wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;It knows it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle.&lt;br /&gt;When the sun comes up, you better start running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Herb Caen&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2007/04/every-morning-in-africa-gazelle-wakes.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/5455871289932481215'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/5455871289932481215'/><author><name>Thomas</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-4567752321875483240</id><published>2007-02-15T19:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-15T19:37:25.714Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our lives on this planet are too short. The work to be done is too great to let this spirit flourish any longer in this land of ours. Of course we cannot vanquish it with a program, nor with a resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we can perhaps remember, if only for a time, that those who live with us are our brothers, that they share with us the same short moment of life; that they seek, as do we, nothing but the chance to live out their lives in purpose and in happiness, winning what satisfaction and fulfillment that they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely, this bond of common fate, surely this bond of common goals, can begin to teach us something. Surely, we can learn, at the least, to look around at those of us, of our fellow men, and surely we can begin to work a little harder to bind up the wounds among us and to become in our hearts brothers and countrymen once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Robert F. Kennedy&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2007/02/our-lives-on-this-planet-are-too-short.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/4567752321875483240'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/4567752321875483240'/><author><name>Thomas</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-8749192178752817168</id><published>2007-02-13T16:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-13T16:01:03.776Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the tomorrow we worried about yesterday.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2007/02/today-is-tomorrow-we-worried-about.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/8749192178752817168'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/8749192178752817168'/><author><name>Thomas</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-116043277956273403</id><published>2006-10-09T23:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:26:19.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The things we fear the most are the things that have already happened to us.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2006/10/things-we-fear-most-are-things-that.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/116043277956273403'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/116043277956273403'/><author><name>Thomas</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-112052866396653966</id><published>2005-07-05T02:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T02:57:43.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/07/just-because-someone-doesnt-love-you.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/112052866396653966'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/112052866396653966'/><author><name>Cristabel</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111918242445149980</id><published>2005-06-19T12:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T13:00:24.453+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Advice for talking to the opposite sex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember, your not funny.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/06/advice-for-talking-to-opposite-sex_19.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111918242445149980'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111918242445149980'/><author><name>Neil</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111910203059987352</id><published>2005-06-18T14:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T15:05:22.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Lillian&lt;/em&gt;: I keep trying to remind myself that when Jesus closes a door he opens a window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mary&lt;/em&gt;: Yeah, so we have something to jump out of. &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Saved!&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/06/lillian-i-keep-trying-to-remind-myself.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111910203059987352'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111910203059987352'/><author><name>Cristabel</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111835810651396607</id><published>2005-06-09T23:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T00:01:46.520+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always tell the girls never take it seriously. If you never take it seriously then you never get hurt. If you never get hurt then you always have fun, and if you ever get lonely you can just go to the record store and visit your friends. &lt;br /&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Penny Lane, Almost Famous&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/06/i-always-tell-girls-never-take-it.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111835810651396607'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111835810651396607'/><author><name>Cristabel</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111832421349793863</id><published>2005-06-09T14:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T14:36:53.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The well that is most often used gives the purest water&lt;br /&gt;-Hebrew Proverb</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/06/well-that-is-most-often-used-gives.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111832421349793863'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111832421349793863'/><author><name>Thomas</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111806557326734913</id><published>2005-06-06T14:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T14:46:13.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A man was walking under a tree and a bird pooped on him - as this is supposed to be lucky, he decided to buy a Fortune 4 scratchcards ticket and won £24.00. The following week the same thing happened, a little bird pooped on him from the same tree! So he went and bought another National Lottery Fortune 4 and won £444.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He now spends time on Wednesdays and Saturday standing under that lucky tree, waiting for that little bird to.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/06/man-was-walking-under-tree-and-bird.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111806557326734913'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111806557326734913'/><author><name>Thomas</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111782177902971360</id><published>2005-06-03T19:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T19:02:59.033+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After spending what can only be described as an extremely sordid night with a sexy and utterly filthy young lady named Gemma, I decided to cheer her up by texting her, detailing everything I was intent on doing to her the next time. Graphically. Grandma was not amused to receive this. Not fully understanding it and seeking guidance as to the meaning of some of the content, neither was my mother. My gran won't sit next to me at family events any more.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/06/after-spending-what-can-only-be.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111782177902971360'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111782177902971360'/><author><name>Thomas</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111644563942367934</id><published>2005-05-18T20:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T20:47:19.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never stroke a burning dog.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/05/never-stroke-burning-dog.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111644563942367934'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111644563942367934'/><author><name>Thomas</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111539715773333895</id><published>2005-05-06T17:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:38:30.045+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A higher percentage of this country voted against Labour than voted for them...yet they're still going to govern us for the next four years.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/05/higher-percentage-of-this-country.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111539715773333895'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111539715773333895'/><author><name>Jo</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111463412368630381</id><published>2005-04-27T21:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T21:37:40.786+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is a person, there is a problem; no person no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;J. V Stalin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/04/there-is-person-there-is-problem-no.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111463412368630381'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111463412368630381'/><author><name>Jo</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111445848422875377</id><published>2005-04-25T20:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T20:48:04.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Si ce que tu as à dire n'est pas plus beau que le silence alors tais toi....</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/04/si-ce-que-tu-as-dire-nest-pas-plus.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111445848422875377'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111445848422875377'/><author><name>Jo</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111438643418869207</id><published>2005-04-25T00:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T00:47:14.190+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You were shot?!?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, in the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;In the mouth?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I got better.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/04/you-were-shot-yes-in-mouth.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111438643418869207'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111438643418869207'/><author><name>Thomas</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111399727409277434</id><published>2005-04-20T12:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T12:41:14.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whatever happens, just remember- it could always be worse.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/04/whatever-happens-just-remember-it.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111399727409277434'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111399727409277434'/><author><name>Jo</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111351590674574757</id><published>2005-04-14T22:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:58:26.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw a reindeer once. It had nothing to do with Santa but it was very nice. Very sexy&lt;br /&gt; - Daniel Johns</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/04/i-saw-reindeer-once.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111351590674574757'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111351590674574757'/><author><name>Cristabel</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111349052225685282</id><published>2005-04-14T15:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T15:55:22.256+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since when should people place limits on their own freedom of expression simply because they don't think they'll achieve anything?</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/04/since-when-should-people-place-limits.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111349052225685282'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111349052225685282'/><author><name>Thomas</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111334480449435816</id><published>2005-04-12T23:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T23:26:44.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm drunk and I can't find my horse</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/04/im-drunk-and-i-cant-find-my-horse.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111334480449435816'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111334480449435816'/><author><name>Thomas</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111332099019192568</id><published>2005-04-12T16:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T16:49:50.190+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is out of sight really out of mind?</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/2005/04/is-out-of-sight-really-out-of-mind.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snooboo.com/Think/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111332099019192568'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591831/posts/default/111332099019192568'/><author><name>Jo</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591831.post-111309097964227360</id><published>2005-04-10T00:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T00:56:19.643+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak; 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