<?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-11187911</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:03:22.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The World of Qped</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07112425133390095738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/qped66/me.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-11187911.post-116195377176795145</id><published>2006-10-27T08:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T09:07:50.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For No Other Reason</title><content type='html'>For no other reason than just to place something here since I haven't for a while I place this post. Sure makes sense to me. After all, I certainly don't want anyone thinking that I have passed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 8:45 AM here and I am currently watching the NBC Today Show and listening to Meatloaf on the Plaza singing some of his Bat Out Of Hell. Hmmmmm, Making Love By The Dashboard Lights. LOL, wish I had memories like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187911-116195377176795145?l=qped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/feeds/116195377176795145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187911&amp;postID=116195377176795145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/116195377176795145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/116195377176795145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/2006/10/for-no-other-reason.html' title='For No Other Reason'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07112425133390095738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/qped66/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187911.post-113876811966528647</id><published>2006-01-31T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T23:35:06.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tug of War</title><content type='html'>Friends are wonderful. I have many...or at least I hope they are friends. Of late there seems to have been a dilemma though. At times I feel like I am a rope in a tug of war competition. Let me try to illustrate....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my left I have a friend. On my right I have a friend. Here I m in the middle of two of my friends but these two aren't friends. As a matter of fact they seem to have differences with one another. Issues that for some reason whether it be real or maybe even innocent misunderstandings have them at odds with one another. They both know that I am friends with one another but each wants to try and discredit the other to me. To make matters even worse they both think I will take sides with the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly don't think it is fair of either of these friends to put me on the spot. To expect me to try and find resolve with one for the other. If they can't resolve things between one another then just how do they expect me to to do it? Nor do I think it is fair to ask me to chose one over the other.  It isn't fair for either to assume I have chosen sides with the other. I despise those who have already made a decision on how I will react before I have had a chance. Many times I just don't even want to react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once made a statement that the quickest way to self destruction is in an effort to destroy another. I could say something similar about one that wishes to destroy their friendship with me. If you want to destroy your friendship with me, then try to destroy my friendship with another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pick and chose my friends for myself and I don't think I need nor appreciate others trying to unnecessarily discrediting my friends. If you are my friend and you have a problem with one of my friends? That's not my problem....it's yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187911-113876811966528647?l=qped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/feeds/113876811966528647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187911&amp;postID=113876811966528647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/113876811966528647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/113876811966528647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/2006/01/tug-of-war.html' title='Tug of War'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07112425133390095738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/qped66/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187911.post-112032667025261156</id><published>2005-07-02T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T13:55:41.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Destruction</title><content type='html'>This one will be short and sweet. I'll leave the rest for any of you reading to figure out on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the quickest road to self destruction is in an effort to destroy someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3383/897/1600/smiley.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3383/897/320/smiley.gif" 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/11187911-112032667025261156?l=qped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/feeds/112032667025261156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187911&amp;postID=112032667025261156&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/112032667025261156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/112032667025261156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/2005/07/self-destruction.html' title='Self Destruction'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07112425133390095738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/qped66/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187911.post-111530687821679263</id><published>2005-05-05T11:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T11:27:58.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone asked...</title><content type='html'>Someone asked me if I could sing. Well the answer is "yes". I sing a lot. Here is a link to an mp3 file. You be the judge but please. Be gentle. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hfcmac.freeyellow.com/music/home.mp3"&gt;Me singing I'll Be Home for Christmas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187911-111530687821679263?l=qped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/feeds/111530687821679263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187911&amp;postID=111530687821679263&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/111530687821679263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/111530687821679263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/2005/05/someone-asked.html' title='Someone asked...'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07112425133390095738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/qped66/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187911.post-111279764964959876</id><published>2005-04-06T10:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T10:27:29.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How We Judge Others</title><content type='html'>Been a while since I posted anything here. I just wanted to say something here about how others or we are judged at times. It might be a little vague but I think it could be thought provocative nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we judge others and how are we judged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By what we say?&lt;br /&gt;By what we don't say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many first impressions are made by what we say and how we look. I'm not going to focus on looks at this time but verbal content. We must choose what we say with great care and caution. Once said, it is very hard to retract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times we are judged by what we don't say. But is that really fair? For what reason might we refrain from speaking our mind or opinion? For what reason might we withhold our knowledge of others and situations? Could it be for a greater good? It's a shame that we must practice the option of silence but it is also the best option at times. It's at time like these that we might be unfairly judged. We can only bite our tongues and hold our heads high with pride and dignity. Even if at the expense of being hurt ourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187911-111279764964959876?l=qped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/feeds/111279764964959876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187911&amp;postID=111279764964959876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/111279764964959876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/111279764964959876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/2005/04/how-we-judge-others.html' title='How We Judge Others'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07112425133390095738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/qped66/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187911.post-111007383482905669</id><published>2005-03-05T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T20:51:16.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we need to find something comfortable. Maybe a day hasn't been quite what we expected, needed or wanted. But we can always take comfort that there will always be tomorrow. It might not be any better than today but it is still a new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe new faces, people and experiences just around the corner that can make a diference. "Tomorrow"...a new day and a new beginning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is comforting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187911-111007383482905669?l=qped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/feeds/111007383482905669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187911&amp;postID=111007383482905669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/111007383482905669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/111007383482905669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/2005/03/comfort.html' title='Comfort'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07112425133390095738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/qped66/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187911.post-111000454300361733</id><published>2005-03-05T01:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T01:15:01.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tunes</title><content type='html'>I could tell you all the bazar things that went on today but I think I'll spare you the details for another day. Instead I will post a few of my tunes which I tried to post once before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/qped/music/sunsets.mid" target="_blank"&gt;Sunsets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/qped/music/foot.mid" target="_blank"&gt;Footprints in the Sand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/qped/music/x.mid" target="_blank"&gt;Simply "X"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/qped/music/lament.mid" target="_blank"&gt;Chrissy's Lament&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187911-111000454300361733?l=qped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/feeds/111000454300361733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187911&amp;postID=111000454300361733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/111000454300361733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/111000454300361733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-tunes.html' title='My Tunes'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07112425133390095738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/qped66/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187911.post-110978563363250925</id><published>2005-03-02T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T01:35:39.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Home</title><content type='html'>For now I will call this my new home and personal page. I have been at &lt;a href="http://qped.tripod.com/tunes.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://qped.tripod.com/tunes.html&lt;/a&gt; . I have music posted here and will in the future try to post some here. If so I am not sure which host will allow the files to be called up from but we will see just how that works out.&lt;br /&gt;I also chat at &lt;a href="http://allyourschat.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All Yours Chat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and post on their message boards. I was keeping a journal there but I might make this my new location for posting ramblings and frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll stop for now...good luck if you come back in the future...there might be new postings.&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love,&lt;br /&gt;Greg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187911-110978563363250925?l=qped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/feeds/110978563363250925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187911&amp;postID=110978563363250925&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/110978563363250925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187911/posts/default/110978563363250925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qped.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-new-home.html' title='My New Home'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07112425133390095738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/qped66/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
