<?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-32211424</id><updated>2012-01-24T22:41:38.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swell Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Novelty coffee mug...OF REVENGE!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiddenicon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32211424/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiddenicon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hiddenicon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801007556945464250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32211424.post-115588630420962178</id><published>2006-08-17T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T00:31:54.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Murders</title><summary type='text'>After a short vacation to the fabulous isle of apathy, I've returned.  The five or so readers I get can now exhale.  Well, you can hand me the pipe anyway.My trip afforded me some time for quiet reflection, followed by lunatic glee and jabbering and stuff.  I may have even shaved off an eyebrow... may have been Naired off.  It's really all a bit of a blur.  I've been working to piece the events </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiddenicon.blogspot.com/feeds/115588630420962178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32211424&amp;postID=115588630420962178' title='43 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32211424/posts/default/115588630420962178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32211424/posts/default/115588630420962178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiddenicon.blogspot.com/2006/08/little-murders.html' title='Little Murders'/><author><name>hiddenicon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801007556945464250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32211424.post-115490380424417344</id><published>2006-08-06T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T19:22:03.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spelunk is not the sound of someone's head falling off</title><summary type='text'>Sweltering.  110 degrees.  Power outages all over the city.Me.  Hiding from the sun in a very cold theater, getting the shit scared out of me watching my 20th ought-sixer, "The Descent".If you're lucky enough to have no idea what its about, avoid any and all reviews and just go see it.  Those of you who know me know I'm a horror movie dork.  Survival horror is one the most neglected </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiddenicon.blogspot.com/feeds/115490380424417344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32211424&amp;postID=115490380424417344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32211424/posts/default/115490380424417344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32211424/posts/default/115490380424417344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiddenicon.blogspot.com/2006/08/spelunk-is-not-sound-of-someones-head.html' title='Spelunk is not the sound of someone&apos;s head falling off'/><author><name>hiddenicon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801007556945464250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32211424.post-115476062862191422</id><published>2006-08-04T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T20:05:07.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change Reel Now</title><summary type='text'>Ah... cheap beer and blogging.  What else is there to do at 2 in the morning?Well, OK... lots I suppose... but not for a nerd with very little social life and no job.I sat down tonight, intending to make my first really real post about the best films I'd seen this year.  As it stands, however, I have only seen 19 films released in the Ought Six... and of those, I'd only call a small handful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiddenicon.blogspot.com/feeds/115476062862191422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32211424&amp;postID=115476062862191422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32211424/posts/default/115476062862191422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32211424/posts/default/115476062862191422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiddenicon.blogspot.com/2006/08/change-reel-now.html' title='Change Reel Now'/><author><name>hiddenicon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801007556945464250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32211424.post-115475287418701953</id><published>2006-08-04T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T22:41:37.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Annunciation</title><summary type='text'>

And we're off... Breaststroking through the blogosphere, swim wings of self-importance keeping me afloat.  Being an expert in self involvement, I decided to put down my dog-eared copy of Atlas Shrugged and join the latest paradigm shift of popular egoism and start my own little website.

You're all welcome.

Just like every other voice of individualism, I plan on posting my ever so important </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiddenicon.blogspot.com/feeds/115475287418701953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32211424&amp;postID=115475287418701953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32211424/posts/default/115475287418701953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32211424/posts/default/115475287418701953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiddenicon.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-annunciation.html' title='Another Annunciation'/><author><name>hiddenicon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801007556945464250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
