<?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-3019796</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:42:19.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crow-n-buttaflie</title><subtitle type='html'>"An article every once in while of enduring insignificance", to paraphrase the Motto of the Reader's Digest.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>buttaflie</name><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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019796.post-111016425340971313</id><published>2005-03-06T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T18:57:33.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pimp My Ride, Aids, Bad (Normal) Schools</title><summary type='text'>Well ... while I'm not exactly against honesty when it comes to appearance, applying the "pimp my ride" thing to girlfriends could be, um, pretty stupid.On the other hand, how different is it from the bazillion "makeover" shows they have on daytime TV? Is this just applying that to a different demographic?And there are a lot of girls that with a little work could go from being cute to really hot.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/feeds/111016425340971313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019796&amp;postID=111016425340971313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/111016425340971313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/111016425340971313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/2005/03/pimp-my-ride-aids-bad-normal-schools.html' title='Pimp My Ride, Aids, Bad (Normal) Schools'/><author><name>buttaflie</name><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-3019796.post-111016380898443532</id><published>2005-03-06T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T18:52:17.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heteronormative Language</title><summary type='text'>"BGLTSA Co-Chair Jordan B. Woods ’06 said that, while many BGLTSA members thought Pinkett Smith’s speech was “motivational,” some were insulted because they thought she narrowly defined the roles of men and women in relationships.“Some of the content was extremely heteronormative, and made BGLTSA members feel uncomfortable,” he said.Calling the comments heteronormative, according to Woods, means </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.thecrimson.com/article.aspx?ref=506104' title='Heteronormative Language'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/feeds/111016380898443532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019796&amp;postID=111016380898443532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/111016380898443532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/111016380898443532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/2005/03/heteronormative-language.html' title='Heteronormative Language'/><author><name>buttaflie</name><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-3019796.post-111007250250306700</id><published>2005-03-05T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T17:28:22.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stolen almost in its entirety from Randy Cassingham's "This Is True", with a few comments from us.STRIKE 1, YOU'RE OUT: Raven Furbert, 12, has four relatives in the military stationed in Iraq, including her uncle. To help her remember them, she wore a patriotic red, white and blue necklace, a Christmas gift. But officials at Mont Pleasant Middle School in Schenectady, N.Y., told her the beaded </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/feeds/111007250250306700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019796&amp;postID=111007250250306700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/111007250250306700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/111007250250306700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/2005/03/stolen-almost-in-its-entirety-from.html' title=''/><author><name>buttaflie</name><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-3019796.post-111002494593185427</id><published>2005-03-05T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T04:15:45.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gone, but not forgotten.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/feeds/111002494593185427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019796&amp;postID=111002494593185427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/111002494593185427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/111002494593185427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/2005/03/gone-but-not-forgotten.html' title=''/><author><name>crow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057460917509080043</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-3019796.post-88338605</id><published>2003-01-31T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-31T10:41:45.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A couple movie reviews from Crow:M. Night Shyamalanalanalan's "Signs" What can I say? Aliens travel from a distant solar system to have a fist fight with River Phoenix's brother. Hijinks ensue. Independence Day was better. It didn't have Mel Gibson in it, and it did have Randy Quaid. The aliens and suspense stuff, however well directed and executed, was just window dressing for a mediocre </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/feeds/88338605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019796&amp;postID=88338605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/88338605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/88338605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/2003/01/couple-movie-reviews-from-crow-m.html' title=''/><author><name>crow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057460917509080043</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-3019796.post-87475111</id><published>2003-01-15T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T06:33:28.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good As Gold, by Joseph Hellercrow: so ... what's up?buttaflie: someone stole my book =( they *claim* not to have been done reading it, yet, but of course, that is the kind of thing *they* always say.crow: which book?buttaflie: Good As Gold, by Joseph Hellerbuttaflie: I'd finally started to reach the part where it sounded like Catch-22, too.crow: hmmSF from the 50's or Socrow: i'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/feeds/87475111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019796&amp;postID=87475111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'>buttaflie: i want a house in no-snow country with a 'flat' roof, with a parapet, so that the whole thing can be used as a patio.buttaflie: actually, behind the parapet i want enough curvature, from the center downwards, to assure drainagecrow: i can't imagine living in "no snow" country. it would be nice to have a place like that, thoughbuttaflie: it doesn't have to be 'no snow', there is no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/feeds/84579600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019796&amp;postID=84579600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/84579600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/84579600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/2002/11/buttaflie-i-want-house-in-no-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>buttaflie</name><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-3019796.post-84578709</id><published>2002-11-15T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-15T07:10:25.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>crow: oh sweet jesus. phil collins is on tv singing a song on some morning show. surely the end days are upon usbuttaflie: what song?crow: thankfully i'm listening to the radio and he is no longer on screen (i just left the tv on all night)crow: he is the devil, you knowbuttaflie: Jesus, He loves me ~ and He knows I'm right ~buttaflie: Yes, sure, okay.crow: He is.crow: The Unholy One. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/feeds/84578709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019796&amp;postID=84578709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/84578709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/84578709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/2002/11/crow-oh-sweet-jesus.html' title=''/><author><name>buttaflie</name><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-3019796.post-84578457</id><published>2002-11-15T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-15T07:06:45.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>buttaflie: http://tinyurl.com/2q3tcrow: i feel sorry for him for never having a real friend to say the words "What the fuck are you thinking, dumbass?" to him over the butchery he perpetrated upon himselfbuttaflie: I'd like, in the sense of a guilty pleasure of course, to take a tire iron to his father.buttaflie: Painfully, but non-lethally.crow: yescrow: he looks like death. they've cut so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/feeds/84578457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019796&amp;postID=84578457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/84578457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/84578457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/2002/11/buttaflie-httptinyurl.html' title=''/><author><name>buttaflie</name><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-3019796.post-77028719</id><published>2002-05-27T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T03:11:29.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.metal-sludge.com  This is an entertaining site. I hate every band they talk about, but they talk shit about everyone, so it is entertaining.I was reading "The Return of the King" but got a phone call an hour or so ago and since the phone is by the 'puter, i sat down and have just been surfing.The "F.U." awards are pretty funny: these guys are uniformly hostile. none of the bands they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/feeds/77028719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019796&amp;postID=77028719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/77028719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019796/posts/default/77028719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corvus.blogspot.com/2002/05/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>buttaflie</name><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></feed>
