<?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-9582191</id><updated>2011-08-02T21:03:42.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my laid back pimp walk is linear by design.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chris</name><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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9582191.post-111032161713519876</id><published>2005-03-08T17:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:29:25.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Records That I Remember Once Owning</title><content type='html'>Starting from age 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magilla Gorilla&lt;br /&gt;Disco Duck&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Night Fever soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;Grease Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson - Thriller&lt;br /&gt;Duran Duran - Rio&lt;br /&gt;Van Halen - 1984, Fair Warning, Van Halen II&lt;br /&gt;Culture Club&lt;br /&gt;A-ha&lt;br /&gt;Tears For Fears&lt;br /&gt;Corey Hart&lt;br /&gt;Motley Crue - all&lt;br /&gt;Beastie Boys&lt;br /&gt;Run DMC&lt;br /&gt;Bon Jovi - Slippery When From New Jersey&lt;br /&gt;Whitesnake&lt;br /&gt;Europe&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella - "I count the falling tears, they fall before my eyeees..."&lt;br /&gt;Faster Pussycat&lt;br /&gt;Poison&lt;br /&gt;Skid Row&lt;br /&gt;Misfits - Walk Among Us&lt;br /&gt;BH Surfers - The Psychic, The Powerless, Another Man's Sac&lt;br /&gt;Guns 'N Roses - Appetite, G'nR Lies&lt;br /&gt;Metallica - all&lt;br /&gt;Anthrax - Among The Living, State Of Euphoria&lt;br /&gt;Living Colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was interested in seeing how I might have developed my current taste in music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9582191-111032161713519876?l=texian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/feeds/111032161713519876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9582191&amp;postID=111032161713519876' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/111032161713519876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/111032161713519876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/2005/03/records-that-i-remember-once-owning.html' title='Records That I Remember Once Owning'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9582191.post-110632744019648108</id><published>2005-01-21T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T15:57:52.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>The worst birthday week ever. Last Saturday I became seriously ill and stayed home all weekend, including Monday which was MLK Day. Suddenly I cannot hear well, my eyes feel like they're coming out of their sockets, I can't breathe, my body feels like it's time travelling. Went to the doctor on Tuesday, I have a sinus infection. Sometime while I stayed home over the weekend, the temperature outside dipped 30 degrees. It is so freaking cold here. This weather sucks ferrets. Walking outside to work for 20 minutes each way is hell on earth. I stay at work until 8pm on Tuesday and Wednesday, getting home around 9pm both nights. Wednesday is my birthday. What a horrible time of year for a birthday, at least in this part of the country. I wake up, curse my health and this stupid weather, go to work, go home, eat dinner, talk to Mom and Dad, and go to bed. Wooo hooo. But I have good friends. They have organized a birthday night soiree for this Saturday. Dinner at Cucina di Pesce, drinks afterward. God please show me May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Updated]&lt;br /&gt;Well it dumped snow all freaking day on Saturday, so only two of my friends were able to make my birthday dinner.  But we had fun in our little group.  Went to Pianos after dinner to meet two more friends for some Columbia party thing with free Red Stripes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9582191-110632744019648108?l=texian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/feeds/110632744019648108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9582191&amp;postID=110632744019648108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/110632744019648108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/110632744019648108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/2005/01/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9582191.post-110548883888738435</id><published>2005-01-11T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T08:29:24.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Reasons Why I'm Tired of Rankings</title><content type='html'>7. Because students who go to school #12 think they're smarter than or that they go to a better school than students at school #15.&lt;br /&gt;4. Because 5 is cooler than 2.&lt;br /&gt;9. Because who the freak decides how to figure out the "fattest" city?&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;8. Because they serve no purpose other than to generate revenue for the associated magazine, TV channel, newpaper, etc. Got that VH-1??&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9582191-110548883888738435?l=texian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/feeds/110548883888738435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9582191&amp;postID=110548883888738435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/110548883888738435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/110548883888738435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/2005/01/top-10-reasons-why-im-tired-of.html' title='Top 10 Reasons Why I&apos;m Tired of Rankings'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9582191.post-110512559694775407</id><published>2005-01-07T14:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T15:21:41.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Annoying Phrases You're Guilty Of Using</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;he/she/it is so ___, it's not even funny&lt;br /&gt;___ing left and right&lt;br /&gt;oh my god i was so drunk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was wasted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know what i'm saying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know what i mean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9582191-110512559694775407?l=texian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/feeds/110512559694775407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9582191&amp;postID=110512559694775407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/110512559694775407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/110512559694775407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/2005/01/most-annoying-phrases-youre-guilty-of.html' title='Most Annoying Phrases You&apos;re Guilty Of Using'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9582191.post-110511399853229821</id><published>2005-01-07T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T11:13:33.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Havoc</title><content type='html'>A couple girlfriends came over early New Year's Eve to set up decorations in my apt. They did an awesome job, there were balloons and stringers everywhere and the leftover Christmas lights added a nice touch. My ridiculous roommate was moving out that day and still had friends over for a little pre-party, even though she wasn't staying there that night, so they left us a nice mess to clean up. Grrr. About 15 of us went to have dinner at Le Zoccole on Ave A around 8:30pm, very tasty. Koko the waitress said she might stop by our party later. We went back to my apt, put on some tunes, turned on the Times Sq ball-dropping-countdown thing, and opened the bottles. The temperature was in the 50's, like spring! Countdown happened and all the girls started dancing. About 3am, we went around the corner to another friend's place and everyone was all crunk and a bunch of dancin' fools. I partied too hardy and had to go home, the early bird, at 5am. Everyone else went home around 6:30am. My friend Brooke stayed over to help clean up the next day. I got up around noon and she already had finished the entire downstairs, mopped and everything. What a woman. So we took our showers and went for brunch at Cocina Latina and had some lip-smackin' beans and rice and eggs and chipotle sauce and whatnot. I layed around the rest of the day and then watched my Longhorns win the friggin' Rose Bowl in the final 2 seconds on a field goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9582191-110511399853229821?l=texian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/feeds/110511399853229821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9582191&amp;postID=110511399853229821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/110511399853229821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/110511399853229821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-years-havoc.html' title='New Year&apos;s Havoc'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9582191.post-110433321447535682</id><published>2004-12-29T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T21:41:17.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do for NYE</title><content type='html'>Oi vey, what to do for New Year's Eve... Just got back into NYC and all my friends want a party at my place, but I am too busy this week to plan anything and we have roommates moving in and out this weekend and I don't want to clean it the next day and I partied too hardy over Christmas in TX and I want to watch the Cotton Bowl and Rose Bowl on New Year's Day and my roommate is taking the TV from the living room when she moves out this week even though she has not paid rent for November or December and New Year's Eve always is so overrated and I probably won't have anyone to kiss anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9582191-110433321447535682?l=texian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/feeds/110433321447535682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9582191&amp;postID=110433321447535682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/110433321447535682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/110433321447535682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-to-do-for-nye.html' title='What to do for NYE'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9582191.post-110356575986811612</id><published>2004-12-20T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T16:28:17.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in H-town</title><content type='html'>Back in Houston for the Christmas holiday. The weather is in the 50s-60s-70s, like spring in NYC. If you're in Houston over Christmas, come see my friend Ben's band, &lt;a href="http://www.thehandsomes.com/"&gt;The Handsomes&lt;/a&gt; (name not chosen by Ben), play at the &lt;a href="http://www.continentalclub.com/"&gt;Continental Club&lt;/a&gt; on Main Street on Christmas night. The opening band is a smorgasbord of guys from my high school (Lamar) and the private school across the street (St. Johns). The show should include many rock kicks.&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/9582191-110356575986811612?l=texian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/feeds/110356575986811612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9582191&amp;postID=110356575986811612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/110356575986811612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/110356575986811612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-in-h-town.html' title='Christmas in H-town'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9582191.post-110288761134427428</id><published>2004-12-12T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T16:29:47.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pixies @ Hammerstein, Sat 12/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So this is my first posting. Here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last night I went to check out the &lt;a href="http://www.4ad.com/artists/catalogue/pixies/"&gt;Pixies&lt;/a&gt; at the Hammerstein Ballroom with my friend Alexis who is an associate fashion editor at Vanity Fair. We went to high school together in Houston. I was never able to catch them back in the day, so this was awesome. The other band I wish I had seen but never did was Nirvana. Their last show in Houston was in Nov '93 when I was abroad in Japan for a few weeks my senior year. I thought I'd just catch them the next time around. So it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TV On the Radio opened up and sounded great. I wasn't familiar with their music. Gotta check out some of their stuff now. Charles and company were in top form. They started off with a long string of some of their quieter songs and eventually kicked it into gear with Bone Machine. I love the way Dave Lovering plays the drums. He looks like one of those monkeys at the beginning of 2001: A Space Odyssey, banging voraciously. Kim was smoking cigarettes the whole show and looked a bit haggard, but her voice sounds exactly as it always has, great. Charles was screaming like crazy and got the crowd into it by his voice alone. Does anyone else get nervous before &lt;em&gt;seeing&lt;/em&gt; a show? I felt like I was about to go onstage or something. The crowd was mostly in their 20s/30s, but there were also a lot of yungins who were probably funneled to the Pixies via the self-proclaimed Pixies rip-off band, Nirvana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Songs played (out of order except the first two and last two):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;in heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wave of mutilation (uk surf version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;isla de encanta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;here comes your man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bone machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;u-mass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;caribou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cactus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;where is my mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ed is dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;no. 13 baby&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i like this song even more now after hearing it live&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;vamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;velouria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;broken face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;something against you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;subbacultcha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;debaser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;crackity jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mr. grieves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;gouge away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;head on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;monkey gone to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;encore: gigantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They played a couple other songs I have never heard, so feel free to let me know what they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;were. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Afterward, we went to my friend Dylan's holiday party on the Upper East and eventually the party moved down to Session 73, one of the lamest bars in NYC. But they were playing Sweet Child O' Mine really loud when we got there so I decided to stick it out. I didn't see my apartment in the ABC's again until noonish this morning. Blaaaaaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9582191-110288761134427428?l=texian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/feeds/110288761134427428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9582191&amp;postID=110288761134427428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/110288761134427428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9582191/posts/default/110288761134427428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texian.blogspot.com/2004/12/pixies-hammerstein-sat-1211.html' title='Pixies @ Hammerstein, Sat 12/11'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
