<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><entry xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078368221228308509.post-7466975862787171997</id><published>2007-02-13T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T14:31:55.754-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>I found my Thrills...</title><summary type='text'>I've been carrying a pack of gum in my coat pocket for about a month. I don't chew gum.  I'm not a gum chewer.  My jaws are muscular enough without the practice.  I'll even buy the spray breath-freshener if I need to freshen my breath, and I never visit the toothpaste aisle except to get toothpaste and the occasional new brush.But I had to buy this pack of gum, for nostalgia's sake.  it's Thrills</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8078368221228308509&amp;postID=7466975862787171997' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8078368221228308509/posts/default/7466975862787171997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8078368221228308509/posts/default/7466975862787171997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crunchymilk.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-found-my-thrills.html' title='I found my Thrills...'/><author><name>Ray Bishop</name><email>raymondbishop@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16078043683156445812'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cW1oP4xK5T8/RdHVUOdq6tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/KCEc6mVn29A/s72-c/IMG_0103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry>