<?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-18651818</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:56:40.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over The Hills And Far Away</title><subtitle type='html'>your there man..... yeah ... your there</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00004604724532805588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d129/joanreid/BROWNRolling-Hills.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18651818.post-113147677004761951</id><published>2005-11-08T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T11:06:10.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wicked halloween costumes</title><content type='html'>check out &lt;a href="http://attu.blogspot.com/2005/11/vote-for-pedro.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18651818-113147677004761951?l=joanreid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/feeds/113147677004761951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18651818&amp;postID=113147677004761951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113147677004761951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113147677004761951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/2005/11/wicked-halloween-costumes.html' title='wicked halloween costumes'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00004604724532805588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d129/joanreid/BROWNRolling-Hills.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18651818.post-113147586310645333</id><published>2005-11-08T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T10:51:03.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Style</title><content type='html'>Check out this&lt;a href="http://gorillamask.net/arresttex.shtml"&gt; guy who stole a purse&lt;/a&gt; .....  hardcore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18651818-113147586310645333?l=joanreid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/feeds/113147586310645333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18651818&amp;postID=113147586310645333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113147586310645333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113147586310645333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/2005/11/texas-style.html' title='Texas Style'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00004604724532805588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d129/joanreid/BROWNRolling-Hills.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18651818.post-113123015389024777</id><published>2005-11-05T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T10:57:44.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes there are songs that remind me of people or places in time.. it's really weird.. you know what elese is weird, is how you can remember smells of things... like I haven't been to my aunt and uncles house in like 5 years but I'm pretty damn sure I can remember exactly what that smells like.. it's out there. anyway I thought I would jot down some lyrics and what or when it reminds me of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't notice but it had got very dark and I was feeling Riiiiight outta my mind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Led Zeppelin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Misty Mountian Hop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That lyric alone makes me think of my friend Jessica, This was one of those songs that you not only like but obssesvily lisen to it over and over in just one part of the song no less... we always had to pump the fist to that one.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18651818-113123015389024777?l=joanreid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/feeds/113123015389024777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18651818&amp;postID=113123015389024777' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113123015389024777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113123015389024777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/2005/11/sometimes-there-are-songs-that-remind.html' title=''/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00004604724532805588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d129/joanreid/BROWNRolling-Hills.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18651818.post-113121515459535953</id><published>2005-11-05T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T10:31:23.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Quotes I Think Are Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I thought I'd copy down some of my all time FAVORITE movie quotes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"I do believe Marsellus Wallace, my husband, your boss, told you to take ME out and do WHATEVER I WANTED. Now I wanna dance, I wanna win. I want that trophy, so dance good."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B00004RQET.03.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;Pulp Fiction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to faking out the parents is the clammy hands. It's a good non-specific symptom. I'm a big believer in it. A lot of people will tell you a good phoney fever is a deadlock, but you get a nervous mother, you could wind up in a doctor's office--that's worse than school. You fake a stomach cramp, and when you're bent over, moaning and wailing, you lick your palms. It's a little childish and stupid, but then so is high school.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.movieprop.com/tvandmovie/reviews/ferris.jpg"&gt;Ferris Bueller's Day Off&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're on a mission from God.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.msstate.edu/Images/Film/BluesBrothers_2.jpg"&gt;The Blues Brothers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange things are afoot at the Circle K.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00005PJ6N.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;Bill &amp;amp; Ted's Excellent Adventure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get me slapped with a fine, you argue with the customers and I have to patch everything up, you get us thrown out of a funeral by violating the corpse, and then to top it off, you ruin my relationship. I mean, what's your encore? Do you, like, anally rape my mother while pouring sugar in my gas tank?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://blogsimages.skynet.be/images/000/100/229_Clerks.jpg"&gt;Clerks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time my cousin Walter got this cat stuck in his ass. True story. He bought it at our local mall, so the whole fiasco wound up on the news. It was embarrassing for my relatives and all. But, the next week, he did it again--difference cat, same results, complete with another trip to the emergency room. So, I run into him a week later in the mall and he's buying another cat. And, I says to him, "Jesus, Walt, what are you doing?! You know you're just going to get this cat stuck in your ass, too." And, he said to me, "Brodie, how the hell else am I supposed to get the gerbil out?"&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.impawards.com/1995/posters/mallrats_ver1.jpg"&gt;Mallrats&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats enough for now..... Maby I'll do my favorite lyrics next&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18651818-113121515459535953?l=joanreid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/feeds/113121515459535953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18651818&amp;postID=113121515459535953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113121515459535953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113121515459535953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/2005/11/movie-quotes-i-think-are-cool.html' title='Movie Quotes I Think Are Cool'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00004604724532805588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d129/joanreid/BROWNRolling-Hills.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18651818.post-113120848928903413</id><published>2005-11-05T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T08:34:49.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trucker Names</title><content type='html'>Well me and my friend &lt;a href="http://members.shaw.ca/vcofell4/myweb7/shanna_the_she-devil_4.jpg"&gt;Shanna&lt;/a&gt; decided that we were going to make up some &lt;a href="http://www.thetrucker.com/"&gt;trucker&lt;/a&gt; names for ourselfs to use on MSN. Shanna is Mamma D and I'm the &lt;a href="http://www.queenonline.com/"&gt;Night Queen&lt;/a&gt;. Ah the shit we make up, someone should wright a book. I kinda got thinking about a song that I could make up with shannas trucker name on the way to drop Nick off at work this morning,&lt;br /&gt;"Who makes me laugh so hard I could &lt;a href="http://www.travelmateinfo.com/page002.html"&gt;pee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma D, Mamma D, Mamma D, Mamma D&lt;br /&gt;Who's got brains as big as the &lt;a href="http://semanticweb.deit.univpm.it/people/lella/sea.jpg"&gt;sea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma D, Mamma D, Mamma D, Mamma D&lt;br /&gt;Who will make you cookies for a hefty &lt;a href="http://www.edmunds.com/media/advice/fiw/lease.vs.buy/money.500.jpg"&gt;fee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma D, Mamma D, Mamma D, Mamma D&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you scrach your head and go &lt;a href="http://www.personal.psu.edu/users/j/e/jet202/shocked.jpg"&gt;GEE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma D, Mamma D, Mamma D, Mamma D...&lt;br /&gt;ok ok thats enough ... getting a tad bit silly..... plus it's hard to find things that rhyme with D...&lt;br /&gt;god......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18651818-113120848928903413?l=joanreid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/feeds/113120848928903413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18651818&amp;postID=113120848928903413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113120848928903413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113120848928903413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/2005/11/trucker-names.html' title='Trucker Names'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00004604724532805588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d129/joanreid/BROWNRolling-Hills.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18651818.post-113113298077717457</id><published>2005-11-04T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T11:36:20.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that last picture is something I'm considering as getting as a &lt;a href="http://deviantart.com"&gt;tattoo&lt;/a&gt;.. what do you think&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18651818-113113298077717457?l=joanreid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/feeds/113113298077717457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18651818&amp;postID=113113298077717457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113113298077717457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113113298077717457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/2005/11/that-last-picture-is-something-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00004604724532805588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d129/joanreid/BROWNRolling-Hills.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18651818.post-113112918872554945</id><published>2005-11-04T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T10:33:08.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/360/1831/1600/_Crippled__by_spazm.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/360/1831/320/_Crippled__by_spazm.0.jpg" alt="" 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/18651818-113112918872554945?l=joanreid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/feeds/113112918872554945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18651818&amp;postID=113112918872554945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113112918872554945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113112918872554945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00004604724532805588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d129/joanreid/BROWNRolling-Hills.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18651818.post-113112769203480438</id><published>2005-11-04T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T10:08:12.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't really know what I'm doing but I hope I'll know soon.....</title><content type='html'>I keep hearing this word...BLOG... sounds more like a terminal illness.. anyway I guess I'll give it a shot, I'm up for just about anything. Wow this blog thing really makes you realize how boring of a person you are.. well not you... I ment me... but said you ... oh hell anyway. I guess I should start by introducing myself. I'm Joan Elizabeth Reid and I'm from a VERY rural areal of New Brunswick Canada... (I'm talkin' 6 miles from a convient store... not so convient now IS it) and I was board with that place so I moved to Fredericton with these two crazy guys... well I guess they just looked crazy... and I was the one that was really deep down crazy. Anyway we got along like peas and carrots and then we got board of there after a while and we (When I refer to we I'm also refering to my other half Nick.. one of the crazy guys) moved to PEI.. the only damn provience that you have to PAY 40$ to get out of... terrible... anyway .. here I am.. I don't really know what I'm doing but I hope I'll know soon!! I'll report back when I know more............... it may be a while&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18651818-113112769203480438?l=joanreid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/feeds/113112769203480438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18651818&amp;postID=113112769203480438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113112769203480438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18651818/posts/default/113112769203480438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanreid.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-dont-really-know-what-im-doing-but-i.html' title='I don&apos;t really know what I&apos;m doing but I hope I&apos;ll know soon.....'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00004604724532805588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d129/joanreid/BROWNRolling-Hills.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
