<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335299867638353655</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 08 Nov 2024 15:04:42 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>award winning short story writer</category><category>blood</category><category>dentistry</category><category>famous</category><category>first post</category><category>liebster</category><category>teeth</category><title>Blog v3.0</title><description>It&#39;s back. Again.</description><link>https://shevroullette.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Shivendra)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335299867638353655.post-4280527529377007972</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2015 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-10-13T10:31:17.665+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">award winning short story writer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blood</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dentistry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teeth</category><title>tooth.docx</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;“He has many teeth,” he said. Then, very
slowly and deliberately his head turned until his gaze was fixed, again, out
the rain dotted window. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;It seemed he was quietly contemplating the
inevitable takeover of the world. The petty insolence that surrounded him
disgusted him; one day, it would all be made right, one day…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;All of a sudden, Harold wheeled around and landed
a punch square on the man’s face. There was a muffled whimper, and the scent of
blood filled the tiny room. A few tiny objects fell to the cold floor, with an
impersonal clink. Harold stopped for a second to gaze at the gaping hole that
the man’s mouth now was, and grinned, showing his impressive fangs. The very
world seemed to freeze, and the only sound to be heard was the ragged breathing of the man
in the chair, who&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;sat there, broken, yet oddly defiant.&lt;/div&gt;
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The man spat out the few teeth that remained in his mouth. Blood sprayed onto Harold’s shiny, expensive trousers.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Harold’s eyes had taken on a mad gleam, and he
looked terrifying as he sank his teeth into the man’s exposed neck.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;“He &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt;
many teeth,” he said, as he spat out flesh, and began to laugh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>https://shevroullette.blogspot.com/2015/10/toothdocx.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shivendra)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335299867638353655.post-1153533505149071104</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2015 10:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-29T15:33:41.736+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">famous</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">first post</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">liebster</category><title>Almost Famous</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Well, this is it. It’s more than it, actually. Three days ago, I was honoured 
when I woke up to a &lt;a href=&quot;https://twitter.com/peterpan2608/status/602949102712717312?t=1&amp;amp;cn=bWVudGlvbg%3D%3D&amp;amp;sig=fd8b45c11cf30f5ad4309029f5e14e23173dcc9b&amp;amp;al=1&amp;amp;refsrc=email&amp;amp;iid=4c3b76e0b0024f65af8977c047d81efc&amp;amp;autoactions=1432589243&amp;amp;uid=272830156&amp;amp;nid=4+1489&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;nomination&lt;/a&gt; for the ‘Liev Schreiber Award’. The nomination came 
from Ipshita Peters, who runs a blog over at &lt;a href=&quot;http://euphoniour.blogspot.in/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Euphoniour&lt;/a&gt;. You can &lt;a href=&quot;http://euphoniour.blogspot.in/2015/05/my-first-blog-award.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;read her post about it here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
I’d never heard of this award before, so I did a little digging. There are 
quite a few sets of rules floating around, but in essence, I answer a few 
questions, nominate some more people, and ask them some more questions.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alright then, on to the questions. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you could bring anyone back from the dead, who would it be, and 
why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’d probably be Douglas Adams, because he was the 
&lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; hoopy frood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;What era would you like to live in, and why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have 
loved to have grown up in the 1970s. It seems like it was a great time to be a 
teenager. There was so much great music around, and society was very relaxed 
about everything. Life was just so much simpler. Pink Floyd, The Police, Queen, 
The Beatles, Led Zeppelin, pretty much every major band I listen to was active 
around then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which character from a book or TV series would you 
date?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oberyn Martell. If anyone says they’re not &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.reddit.com/r/gayforoberyn&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;gay for Oberyn&lt;/a&gt;, 
they’re lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did you start this blog?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was originally started in 
2007, as a place where I could post my bad poetry, dump silly internet pictures, 
and save “interesting” Unicode characters, like Җ , ⛽ , and ☠.&lt;br /&gt;You get the 
idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Describe your blog in six words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A repository of bad poetry. 
Eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you could say something to your younger self, what would it 
be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I3s6TfiA8c8&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Always start with “Hello.”&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;What motivates you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadlines. They’re probably the only 
reason I ever get anything done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is the best movie you have ever seen, and why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might 
have gone for Interstellar, but I think 2001: A Space Odyssey is still better, 
even if it’s just for having been first. &lt;br /&gt;Kubrick&#39;s visual style is 
breath-taking, but more importantly, just 15 months after it had released, Neil 
Armstrong landed on the lunar surface, and most of the movie’s details turned 
out to be eerily accurate and realistic. &lt;br /&gt;It’s a story about evolution, and 
not about space travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is the first thing you notice about people?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their 
eyes. They reveal a lot about people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;What are the three features you admire most in 
people?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height, tallness and a love of orange juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;
I’m going to tag &lt;a href=&quot;https://colossalcuriosity.wordpress.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Neha Makhija&lt;/a&gt;, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;https://twitter.com/samar14641&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Samar Dikshit&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;because he is a cool. The questions would be the 
same as the ones I answered, because I can’t think of more than four, but you 
can answer some of these instead/as well.&lt;br /&gt;






&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;What is your best childhood memory?
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If you could only keep five possessions, what would they be?
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If money was no object, what would you do all day?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;What is you favourite Johnny Depp movie and why is it &lt;em&gt;The 
Tourist&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;
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