<?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-1977755779883804952</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:31:41.735-05:00</updated><category term='drunk'/><category term='Trueblood'/><category term='new years eve'/><category term='Godric'/><category term='tears'/><category term='Eric'/><category term='hospital'/><category term='guido'/><title type='text'>Life Of Weinie</title><subtitle type='html'>"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/Ste2fTg8kqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cT4imDUop3k/S220/mobile_upload2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1977755779883804952.post-3711510777647316876</id><published>2009-10-20T13:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:44:14.491-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Godric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trueblood'/><title type='text'>Emotional Weinie</title><content type='html'>this video makes Weinie teary-eyed everytime he watches it (which is at least 20 times today, according to his office neighbors):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fxJWwYYHaX0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fxJWwYYHaX0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1977755779883804952-3711510777647316876?l=lifeofweinie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/feeds/3711510777647316876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1977755779883804952&amp;postID=3711510777647316876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/3711510777647316876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/3711510777647316876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/2009/10/emotional-weinie.html' title='Emotional Weinie'/><author><name>Berg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07246495756205314632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/Ste2fTg8kqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cT4imDUop3k/S220/mobile_upload2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1977755779883804952.post-6909841786200704176</id><published>2009-10-20T13:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:40:47.912-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guido'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years eve'/><title type='text'>NYE 2007</title><content type='html'>classic Weinie story that was re-told to me recently in greater detail from a witness and close relative of Weinie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years Eve, 2007, Weinie was living a life of solitude in Blue Bell, PA.  He had no connection to the outside world so he decided to drive up to NYC for the night to spend the evening with some of his old friends.  He planned on staying with his sister, Weinie-woman, and since he was running a bit late he asked her if she’d be so kind as to leave a bottle of cool and crisp Vodka in the freezer for his consumption upon arrival in the Big Apple.  Weinie-woman went off and did her own thing for the night with a guido he was dating and the other weinie-sister.  Around 4:30am, weinie-woman awakens from a drunken sleep at the guido’s apartment to hear her cell phone ringing.  She answered it only to find Weinie on the other line saying that he couldn’t get a hold of weinie-sister.  Weinie-woman wasn’t really sure why weinie needed to get a hold of their other sister but she wasn’t thinking clearly during this hour of the now new year.  Weinie called back a few minutes later to explain that he still couldn’t get a hold of weinie-sister, at which point weinie-woman realized something must be wrong if he is seeking out other members of his weinie family at this hour.  Weinie proclaimed that “they” wouldn’t let him leave until someone he knew came to get him.  Picturing the worst possible scenario, a half-asleep and still drunk weinie-woman quickly asked several questions about weinie’s whereabouts.  She comes to find out that weinie is being held at the renowned Bellevue hospital in their pediatric unit.  He wasn’t quite sure how he got there, but he was now safe and sound.  Weinie-sister hops in a cab with the accompaniment of guido since his guido-nature forbid her from wandering the streets at this time of the night by herself.  They arrive at Bellevue and ask the security guard how to find her brother.  He interrupted weinie-woman mid-sentence and said, “are you looking for your brother?  He’s over there”.  Weinie-woman finds her brother sitting on an examination table with cuts and bruises all over his face and hands.  He is dressed in a Bellevue sweatshirt and jeans that had vomit stains all over them.  Weinie-woman comes to find out that weinie consumed most of the bottle of vodka by himself before heading out for the night.  He decided to leave whatever party he was at, telling his friends that he was going to meet some other friends at a club.  The only issue was, there were no other friends and there was no plan to meet at a club.  A kind stranger later saw weinie passed out on the side of the street and called 911.  An ambulance came to weinie’s rescue, took him to the hospital, and administered an IV to pass the cool and crisp vodka from his system.  Weinie-woman signed the paperwork to allow weinie to be released from Bellevue.  On the cab ride to drop weinie off at weinie-woman’s apartment, the guido proclaimed in Brooklyn-ease that weinie smelled like he, “shit himself”.  We found out that there was no bowel movement involved but simply an aged vomit odor that followed weinie wherever he went.  Weinie-woman arrived back to her apartment the following day to find weinie alive and well.  He left to go back to his life of solitude in Blue Bell but was sure to leave his sister with a souveneir from the weekend, a lingering smell of vomit that inhabited her apartment for the next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1977755779883804952-6909841786200704176?l=lifeofweinie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/feeds/6909841786200704176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1977755779883804952&amp;postID=6909841786200704176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/6909841786200704176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/6909841786200704176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/2009/10/nye-2007.html' title='NYE 2007'/><author><name>Berg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07246495756205314632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/Ste2fTg8kqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cT4imDUop3k/S220/mobile_upload2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1977755779883804952.post-1363088453857393761</id><published>2009-10-13T13:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T13:23:13.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been way too long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes, yes loyal LOW subscribers...I realize the blog is long overdue for a post. Since the last post, there have been countless unrecorded tales that I wish I had shared (major cringe, i realize), and thanks to a blabbing Boca girl, Weinie is now aware that the blog exists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in an attempt to redeem myself, I'm including two classic old Weinie pics that I digged up a while back. These were taken senior year of high school when our physics class took a trip to Busch Gardens. As you can tell, Weinie had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/StS3SkEGBlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/8kjOwRq2qJ0/s1600-h/Weinie316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392136183415703122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/StS3SkEGBlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/8kjOwRq2qJ0/s320/Weinie316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/StS3ZlaEyVI/AAAAAAAAAag/QGGlXe9REGM/s1600-h/Weinie+at+Busch+Gardens+(12th+grade).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392136304035416402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/StS3ZlaEyVI/AAAAAAAAAag/QGGlXe9REGM/s320/Weinie+at+Busch+Gardens+(12th+grade).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1977755779883804952-1363088453857393761?l=lifeofweinie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/feeds/1363088453857393761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1977755779883804952&amp;postID=1363088453857393761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/1363088453857393761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/1363088453857393761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-has-been-way-too-long.html' title='It has been way too long'/><author><name>Berg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07246495756205314632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/Ste2fTg8kqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cT4imDUop3k/S220/mobile_upload2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/StS3SkEGBlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/8kjOwRq2qJ0/s72-c/Weinie316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1977755779883804952.post-8880688271763727917</id><published>2009-03-17T23:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:10:15.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Facebook album by the Weinerman sisters</title><content type='html'>the captions speak for themselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1061370259&amp;amp;ref=ts#/album.php?aid=2743860&amp;amp;id=2002802"&gt;HILARIOUS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(you may need to be FB friends with Lynn to access this...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1977755779883804952-8880688271763727917?l=lifeofweinie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/feeds/8880688271763727917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1977755779883804952&amp;postID=8880688271763727917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/8880688271763727917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/8880688271763727917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-facebook-album-by-weinerman.html' title='Great Facebook album by the Weinerman sisters'/><author><name>Berg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07246495756205314632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/Ste2fTg8kqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cT4imDUop3k/S220/mobile_upload2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1977755779883804952.post-6656665569562847144</id><published>2008-12-26T13:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T09:41:00.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanda's Birthday</title><content type='html'>It's been a busy month between work, the holidays, snow, etc., and so I've been significantly slacking with the posts and I apologize.  And because I've been so busy, I also haven't seen as much of Weinie as I usually do, but I feel it's time for a post considering these great photos that were recently posted on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our high school friend, Amanda, recently had her birthday at a cool spot downtown and while I was a bit too drunk myself to get some good pics, Amanda fortunately took care of this for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SVUf2mFlB5I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wptTLvbjdso/s1600-h/mopsick+birthday+w+caption.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SVUf2mFlB5I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wptTLvbjdso/s320/mopsick+birthday+w+caption.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284164760586487698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the caption below that pic.  It's fairly accurate.  Look at this pic from Amanda's 26th Birthday (1 year before):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SVUhREJWbrI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SMVdinxfkcc/s1600-h/mopsick+birthday+w+caption2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SVUhREJWbrI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SMVdinxfkcc/s320/mopsick+birthday+w+caption2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284166314843598514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was another good shot from her party.  Weinie de-tagged himself from this one for some reason.  Not sure why.  The stain?  The fact that he is so drunk he can only keep 1 eye open?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SVUh3oywsgI/AAAAAAAAAVg/iODW1JlXvP4/s1600-h/mopsick+birthday6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SVUh3oywsgI/AAAAAAAAAVg/iODW1JlXvP4/s320/mopsick+birthday6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284166977515991554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1977755779883804952-6656665569562847144?l=lifeofweinie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/feeds/6656665569562847144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1977755779883804952&amp;postID=6656665569562847144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/6656665569562847144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/6656665569562847144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/2008/12/amandas-birthday.html' title='Amanda&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Berg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07246495756205314632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/Ste2fTg8kqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cT4imDUop3k/S220/mobile_upload2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SVUf2mFlB5I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wptTLvbjdso/s72-c/mopsick+birthday+w+caption.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1977755779883804952.post-905540918760955906</id><published>2008-11-11T18:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:35:28.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ATL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've been really slacking with this the past few weeks, so I'm gonna try to catch all the loyal subscribers up on the latest in Weinie's life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago, Weinie went to visit a few friends in the dirty south, aka ATL. While I did not get to join Weinie on this misadventure, some loyal followers that were present reported back to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to one reader, who we shall refer to as "G-Rock" for the sake of anonymity, who was with Weinie at a local Atlanta pub to watch the UF/LSU game:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Despite being 10 yards away from a quality restroom, Weinie decided that the most efficient and effective way to wash his hands after eating chicken wings was to dip them into our non-empty beer bucket at the table; using the liquescent ice cubes to wash away grease, hot sauce, saliva, and chicken fat. Unfortunately, that may have been the cleanest thing of the evening as the night progressed..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SRoVLdCj4BI/AAAAAAAAAVA/uypkRFkCaUE/s1600-h/dan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267546000681328658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SRoVLdCj4BI/AAAAAAAAAVA/uypkRFkCaUE/s320/dan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a good game for the Gators, as they beat the Tigers in the Swamp, by a score of 51 to 21. And Weinie could not contain his excitement, as demonstrated in this shot, also caught by G-Rock's Blackberry:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SRoV1f7OtoI/AAAAAAAAAVI/eeRX3QzVNos/s1600-h/dan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267546723010393730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SRoV1f7OtoI/AAAAAAAAAVI/eeRX3QzVNos/s320/dan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1977755779883804952-905540918760955906?l=lifeofweinie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/feeds/905540918760955906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1977755779883804952&amp;postID=905540918760955906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/905540918760955906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/905540918760955906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/2008/11/atl.html' title='ATL'/><author><name>Berg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07246495756205314632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/Ste2fTg8kqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cT4imDUop3k/S220/mobile_upload2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SRoVLdCj4BI/AAAAAAAAAVA/uypkRFkCaUE/s72-c/dan1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1977755779883804952.post-3161213328058826793</id><published>2008-10-19T13:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:13:44.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the rusty fence</title><content type='html'>I have not been doing well in keeping up with the blog posting, but I'm going to try to get better with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident took place about 2 weeks ago.  We were in the Meatpacking area of Manhattan, trying to get into Mansion and Weinie really had to pee.  After deciding not to pay $30 cover, we walked away from the club and decided to get some food from a street meat cart.  While we got food, Weinie said he'd "be right back" and walked away.  5 minutes later, Weinie comes back and is telling me how he thinks he might have TB because he scratched himself on a rusty fence (he later realized he meant Tetnis, and not TB).  Apparently he went to take a piss in some lot nearby and had to go through a hole in the fence to get to this spot.  Then some cop spotted him as he was finishing up and so he had to make a quick exit and that's when he scratched himself.  He had me look at his back and shoulder and I didn't see any rip on his shirt so I assured him it couldn't be that bad.  Then later, he came back to my apartment and took off his shirt so he could check it out in the mirror since he was convinced he injured himself.  Turns out he did have some scratches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SPtqTvN8XiI/AAAAAAAAASU/PcU2AIppyjg/s1600-h/IMG00027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SPtqTvN8XiI/AAAAAAAAASU/PcU2AIppyjg/s320/IMG00027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258913877210193442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SPtqN_FhEiI/AAAAAAAAASM/AwECIBW0tOM/s1600-h/IMG00026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SPtqN_FhEiI/AAAAAAAAASM/AwECIBW0tOM/s320/IMG00026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258913778390602274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weinie's solution to the "injury"?  Rubbing a handful of Purell hand sanitizer on his wound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1977755779883804952-3161213328058826793?l=lifeofweinie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/feeds/3161213328058826793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1977755779883804952&amp;postID=3161213328058826793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/3161213328058826793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/3161213328058826793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/2008/10/rusty-fence.html' title='the rusty fence'/><author><name>Berg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07246495756205314632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/Ste2fTg8kqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cT4imDUop3k/S220/mobile_upload2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SPtqTvN8XiI/AAAAAAAAASU/PcU2AIppyjg/s72-c/IMG00027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1977755779883804952.post-773897954134565210</id><published>2008-10-04T17:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:02:07.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the VP debate</title><content type='html'>I realize these posts are out of order, but I can't leave this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weinie "accidentally" went to a Republican bar to watch the Debate and it seems like he had a pretty good time there making fun of all the silly Republicans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excerpt from an e-mail received from Weinie the next day about the experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyway, although that was awesome, I had to correct her and told her I was actually in Sig Ep. She was an idiot though because she kept cheering for palin, but the bar had mirrors above it and I kept looking down her shirt with them."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1977755779883804952-773897954134565210?l=lifeofweinie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/feeds/773897954134565210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1977755779883804952&amp;postID=773897954134565210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/773897954134565210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/773897954134565210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/2008/10/vp-debate.html' title='the VP debate'/><author><name>Berg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07246495756205314632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/Ste2fTg8kqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cT4imDUop3k/S220/mobile_upload2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1977755779883804952.post-8739055893641990641</id><published>2008-10-04T17:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T17:48:07.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UF vs. Arkansas</title><content type='html'>Weinie had a pretty good time watching the Gator victory at &lt;a href="http://www.sheckys.com/newyorkcity/search/sidebar_1_9332.asp"&gt;Sidebar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SOfj3olcP9I/AAAAAAAAAR8/FJuTJESX20k/s1600-h/gator+weinie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SOfj3olcP9I/AAAAAAAAAR8/FJuTJESX20k/s320/gator+weinie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253418035277742034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also actually kept his sandals on for most of the game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SOfkNMVbV9I/AAAAAAAAASE/g-jPq5feA2A/s1600-h/IMG00024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SOfkNMVbV9I/AAAAAAAAASE/g-jPq5feA2A/s320/IMG00024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253418405651503058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note the impressive calf muscle...&lt;br /&gt;also note that it was 58 degrees out and Weinie was wearing a jersey and shorts....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1977755779883804952-8739055893641990641?l=lifeofweinie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/feeds/8739055893641990641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1977755779883804952&amp;postID=8739055893641990641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/8739055893641990641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/8739055893641990641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/2008/10/uf-vs-arkansas.html' title='UF vs. Arkansas'/><author><name>Berg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07246495756205314632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/Ste2fTg8kqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cT4imDUop3k/S220/mobile_upload2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SOfj3olcP9I/AAAAAAAAAR8/FJuTJESX20k/s72-c/gator+weinie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1977755779883804952.post-7414854724538834897</id><published>2008-09-17T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:14:58.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There really is a search engine for everything now</title><content type='html'>I definitely can think of a few times where this web site would have come in handy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.diaroogle.com/"&gt;http://www.diaroogle.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1977755779883804952-7414854724538834897?l=lifeofweinie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/feeds/7414854724538834897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1977755779883804952&amp;postID=7414854724538834897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/7414854724538834897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/7414854724538834897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/2008/09/there-really-is-search-engine-for.html' title='There really is a search engine for everything now'/><author><name>Berg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07246495756205314632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/Ste2fTg8kqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cT4imDUop3k/S220/mobile_upload2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1977755779883804952.post-2000041520703333791</id><published>2008-09-17T18:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:10:09.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>another beloved Weinie out there?</title><content type='html'>Apparently this isn't the only page devoted to a treasured Weinie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Eicke reflects on her adored guinea pig, Weinie, at:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.rainbowbridge.com/stories/Taylor-WeiniesLife-633426334877044994.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Weinie was a nice cute black and white guniea pig born on March 8 2002 and he passed away on March 12 2007 I miss him so much ! Weinie your beloved lil self and body is always in my heart I miss you always and I will never stop.I just feel terrible even though u had a amazing great life.But you also had a tumor and I told mom but she said u were way 2 small 2 get an operation and also soon u would be leaving us for a while so we couldnt do anything.Im not sure if all that time u had the tumor if u were suffering for years at a time.Now u are at rest and in peace u may now lay forever and ever.Missing u always missing all the memories thinking of them and the pain and dismay is terrible.I want more memories but god didnt make things work out that way.At least now you are in heaven with god and at rainbows bridge for fun with Chubby your brother.Im hoping u made some new friends it would make me very happy.I love and miss you always Weinie.Love and kisses -Taylor- "&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if Taylor's guinea pig looked like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SNGOHWUUblI/AAAAAAAAAR0/9Km04T0qaYw/s1600-h/weinie+guinea+pig.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SNGOHWUUblI/AAAAAAAAAR0/9Km04T0qaYw/s320/weinie+guinea+pig.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247131297764372050" 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/1977755779883804952-2000041520703333791?l=lifeofweinie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/feeds/2000041520703333791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1977755779883804952&amp;postID=2000041520703333791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/2000041520703333791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/2000041520703333791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-beloved-weinie-out-there.html' title='another beloved Weinie out there?'/><author><name>Berg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07246495756205314632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/Ste2fTg8kqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cT4imDUop3k/S220/mobile_upload2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SNGOHWUUblI/AAAAAAAAAR0/9Km04T0qaYw/s72-c/weinie+guinea+pig.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1977755779883804952.post-8147301082005054303</id><published>2008-09-16T19:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:41:17.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'>coming home from Yankee Stadium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SNBEFoEbK5I/AAAAAAAAARk/bvqp8m6EqwQ/s1600-h/dan2+%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SNBEFoEbK5I/AAAAAAAAARk/bvqp8m6EqwQ/s320/dan2+%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246768429332638610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weinie is all smiles on the train ride home, not just because he got to see a Yankees win, but also because it was the first opportunity to wear his new Wo Hop shirt in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second opportunity would take place a day later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1977755779883804952-8147301082005054303?l=lifeofweinie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/feeds/8147301082005054303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1977755779883804952&amp;postID=8147301082005054303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/8147301082005054303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/8147301082005054303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/2008/09/coming-home-from-yankee-stadium.html' title='coming home from Yankee Stadium'/><author><name>Berg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07246495756205314632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/Ste2fTg8kqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cT4imDUop3k/S220/mobile_upload2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SNBEFoEbK5I/AAAAAAAAARk/bvqp8m6EqwQ/s72-c/dan2+%28Small%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1977755779883804952.post-7514709476749050277</id><published>2008-09-08T23:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T23:47:12.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Couch or Vagina?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SMXxrWdTy6I/AAAAAAAAARU/C8RkaXRUZjo/s1600-h/Gainesville+088+%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SMXxrWdTy6I/AAAAAAAAARU/C8RkaXRUZjo/s320/Gainesville+088+%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243863068207991714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while searching for his eyeglasses, Weinie demonstrates how he would perform cunalingus on the black leather couch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1977755779883804952-7514709476749050277?l=lifeofweinie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/feeds/7514709476749050277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1977755779883804952&amp;postID=7514709476749050277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/7514709476749050277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/7514709476749050277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/2008/09/couch-or-vagina.html' title='Couch or Vagina?'/><author><name>Berg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07246495756205314632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/Ste2fTg8kqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cT4imDUop3k/S220/mobile_upload2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SMXxrWdTy6I/AAAAAAAAARU/C8RkaXRUZjo/s72-c/Gainesville+088+%28Small%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1977755779883804952.post-7606506469429152607</id><published>2008-09-08T19:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:00:04.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Choking Game</title><content type='html'>after finding a mysterious rope on the floor of Swoop's apartment, Weinie grows increasingly concerned about the possibility that Swoop has been playing the "choking game" by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #1 for the "choking game":  Always have a spotter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Choking_game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bietz and G-Rock demonstrate demonstrate proper "Spotter" procedure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SNBkN9tX6-I/AAAAAAAAARs/EJAwW2_SnJ0/s1600-h/Gainesville+034+%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SNBkN9tX6-I/AAAAAAAAARs/EJAwW2_SnJ0/s320/Gainesville+034+%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246803756952579042" 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/1977755779883804952-7606506469429152607?l=lifeofweinie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/feeds/7606506469429152607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1977755779883804952&amp;postID=7606506469429152607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/7606506469429152607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1977755779883804952/posts/default/7606506469429152607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofweinie.blogspot.com/2008/09/choking-game.html' title='Choking Game'/><author><name>Berg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07246495756205314632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/Ste2fTg8kqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cT4imDUop3k/S220/mobile_upload2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z2Sftw_1PXY/SNBkN9tX6-I/AAAAAAAAARs/EJAwW2_SnJ0/s72-c/Gainesville+034+%28Small%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
