<?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-5789860</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:26:56.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scenarios</title><subtitle type='html'>A loose collection of stories intended as scenarios for movies</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scenarious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenarious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dasBoot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10249345731894308094</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5789860.post-116854461546175200</id><published>2007-01-11T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T11:45:50.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The world was on a brink of collapse, the most recent supernova warning gave only half an hour for the human colony to be engulfed by the blast. The time was running short. Engineer established the last circuit, Technician confirmed safety and started countdown.Messenger braced himself and closed his eyes. "10, 9, 8..""I'd like to talk to you about god".Old Master was surprised. He looked around </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/116854461546175200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/116854461546175200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenarious.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116854461546175200' title=''/><author><name>dasBoot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10249345731894308094</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5789860.post-116198619172463333</id><published>2006-10-27T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T14:56:31.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haloween is around the corner, so here is a few sequel ideas for horror movies.1) Stuffed animals strike again2) The eye of One-eye Teddy3) Stuffed animals vs Freddy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/116198619172463333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/116198619172463333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenarious.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116198619172463333' title=''/><author><name>dasBoot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10249345731894308094</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5789860.post-116198632180564380</id><published>2006-10-15T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T14:58:41.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Idea for the baby video.The name of the video is Babyrammstein. Video consists of seemingly endless stream of toy-product placement for heavy metal industry. Toys are dressed in leather jackets with tiny guitarrs. Here is variation, Baby-Ozi.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/116198632180564380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/116198632180564380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenarious.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116198632180564380' title=''/><author><name>dasBoot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10249345731894308094</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5789860.post-116196803424851881</id><published>2006-10-01T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T14:53:54.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another idea for the sequal in Aliens franchise. It's a comedy. Show the civilization of Aliens. Apparently it is a peaceful and very intelligent race. They talk and behave, sort of like creatures in Gremlins. The aliens from the previous movies were crazy, phsycotic criminals that escaped from justice. Ripley is being ressurected on the Alien ship. There is also role reversal. Now there is a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/116196803424851881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/116196803424851881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenarious.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116196803424851881' title=''/><author><name>dasBoot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10249345731894308094</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5789860.post-110239903196896960</id><published>2004-12-06T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T14:50:55.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Invitation to Meditaion.Every day, in the evening, sit comfortably in your favorite spot and repeat those words in your mind...I am alone with myself. Finally, after the long day. Listening to the void. For a whisper, for few words, just like a short prayer.I start my inner monologue of which I am the only audience. I know words of power, so rich in meaning, that books of knowleadge are full of.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/110239903196896960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/110239903196896960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenarious.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110239903196896960' title=''/><author><name>dasBoot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10249345731894308094</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5789860.post-106816288744566770</id><published>2004-10-20T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T14:52:54.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Прoчитaл Генри Миллерa, Tropic of Cancer. Книгa мне пoнрaвилaсь, хoтя я уверен теперь, чтo oпoздaл нa пaру лет с этoй книгoй. Через некoтoрые местa дoвoльнo слoжнo прoдирaться, не хвaтaет терпения лезть в слoвaрь зa oсoбеннo изъебистыми слoвaми, a вoт двa гoдa нaзaд у меня былa тaкaя привычкa. Теперь я слoвa прoпускaю и читaю в свoё удoвoльствие.Рaссуждения Миллерa o литерaтуре или oб искустве </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/106816288744566770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/106816288744566770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenarious.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#106816288744566770' title=''/><author><name>dasBoot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10249345731894308094</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5789860.post-107893831120039723</id><published>2004-03-10T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T09:07:27.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life is a war that you going to lose anyway. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/107893831120039723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/107893831120039723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenarious.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107893831120039723' title=''/><author><name>dasBoot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10249345731894308094</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5789860.post-106373943280603289</id><published>2003-09-16T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T13:06:39.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rugsėjo 11-oji įstrigo visam gyvenimui Sveiki, mano vardas Artūras Vaitaitis. Aš klaipėdietis, dabar gyvenu Niujorke. Nusprendžiau aprašyti tai, ką prisimenu apie rugsėjo 11-ąją.Pamaniau, kad šis rašinys galėtų būti įdomus klaipėdiečiams. Ačiū. Artūras Rugsėjo 11-oji prasidėjo, kaip man tada atrodė, nuo pikto juoko per radiją. Jį senokai aš naudojau vietoje žadintuvo, kurio įkyrūs signalai </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/106373943280603289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5789860/posts/default/106373943280603289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scenarious.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106373943280603289' title=''/><author><name>dasBoot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10249345731894308094</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></entry></feed>
