<?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-3318893</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:48:35.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Archer</title><subtitle type='html'>I think so I am</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Archer</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>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10570852154570926</id><published>2003-07-01T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T11:46:55.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes you know what's right and what's wrong but your hear cries something else.Your wisdom pull you ,your soul pull you.
whispers surround you, temptations call you. you know you love you know you can't ...but &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10570852154570926?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10570852154570926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10570852154570926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#10570852154570926' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-105708345523227356</id><published>2003-07-01T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T11:17:35.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mourning for a lost friendship, or reviewing passed sweat times?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-105708345523227356?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/105708345523227356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/105708345523227356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105708345523227356' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-105699036403158411</id><published>2003-06-30T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T09:26:04.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://toolbar.google.com/done-beta?showpr=1&amp;vendor=&amp;agent=activate2&amp;exists=1"&gt;Google Toolbar Installed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-105699036403158411?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/105699036403158411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/105699036403158411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105699036403158411' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-84629073</id><published>2002-11-16T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-16T10:49:59.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;When it drives you crazy!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I have two weblogs and both of them got crazy for weeks ! what the hell was going on? Template errors! now I lost my nice template because of nothing!
with hell!
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-84629073?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/84629073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/84629073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84629073' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-84239109</id><published>2002-11-08T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-08T09:38:23.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sepatriot.com/vsat_exp.htm"&gt;What is VSAT? &lt;/a&gt;.Finding information about two newtworking satellite,Netperfomer and Sky performer,I need to know what is VSAT and are the to satellite using it or not.In addidtion I need information about hub-less network and what DAMA is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-84239109?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/84239109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/84239109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84239109' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-83356731</id><published>2002-10-22T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-22T09:19:20.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;New style!&lt;/h5&gt;
This is an email I have received today and you must read to know what tricks are there in our world!
&lt;br&gt;
FROM: MUBETEE WAZIRI
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

DEAR FRIEND, &lt;br&gt;

MY GREETINGS TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY AND I HOPE THIS LETTER MEETS YOU IN GOOD HEALTH. I AM MUBETEE WAZIRI, AIDE TO THE LATE PRESIDENT MOBUTU SESE-SEKO OF ZAIRE NOW KNOWN AS DEMOCRATIC REPUBLIC OF CONGO (DRC). I AM 
WRITING TO YOU IN GOOD FAITH BASED ON YOUR PROFILE I RECEIVED FROM THE CHAMBER OF COMMERCE IN SOUTH AFRICA. I 
AM MOVED TO WRITE YOU THIS LETTER IN CONFIDENCE CONSIDERING MY PRESENT CIRCUMSTANCE AND SITUATION AS A 
WAR REFUGEE HERE IN SOUTH AFRICA. FEW WEEKS BEFORE THE LATE PRESIDENT MOBUTU SESE-SEKO WAS FORCED OUT OF POWER, 
I WAS INSTRUCTED BY HIM TO MAKE AVAILABLE THE SUM OF US$22MILLION WHICH WAS TO BE TRANSFERRED ABROAD 
AND LODGED WITH A SECURITY COMPANY FOR SAFEKEEPING DISCLOSED AS FAMILY VALUABLES IN MY NAME PENDING FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS. TWO WEEKS LATER ON 
MAY 16 1997, PRESIDENT MOBUTU SESE-SEKO GAVE UP POWER TO THE REBELS LED BY LAURENT KABILA, WHO WERE ADVANCING FROM KISINGANI AND FLED TO TOGO FROM WHERE HE LATER MOVED TO MOROCCO WHERE HE DIED ON SEPTEMBER 7, 1997 
LESS THAN FOUR MONTHS AFTER HE WAS FORCED OUT OF POWER. HE WAS AGED 66 YEARS. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I MANAGED TO ESCAPE TO SOUTH AFRICA WITH MY SON PATRICE, AGED 17 WHERE I AM PRESENTLY RESIDING AS A WAR REFUGEE SHORTLY AFTER THE CAPITAL CITY KINSHASHA WAS OVER RUN OVER BY REBELS. I LOST MY WIFE AND MY TWO 
CHILDREN, AND ALL MY POSSESSIONS DURING THE REBEL ON SLAUGHT ON THE CAPITAL CITY. THE LATE MOBUTU SESE-SEKO DURING HIS 30 YEAR RULE AMASSED A PERSONAL FORTUNE OF US$8 BILLION WITH HOUSES IN SWITZERLAND 
AND FRANCE. HOWEVER, THE INCUMBENT PRESIDENT LAURENT KABILA MADE ARRANGEMENTS WITH THE SWISS GOVERNMENT AND OTHER EUROPEAN COUNTRIES TO FREEZE ALL HIS ASSETS AND CONFISCATE HIS PROPERTIES. I THUS DECIDED TO LIE LOW 
IN SOUTH AFRICA TO STUDY THE SITUATION, UNTIL WHEN THINGS GET BETTER LIKE NOW THAT PRESIDENT LAURENT KABILA IS DEAD AND HIS SON JOSEPH KABILA HAS TAKEN OVER. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I HAVE BEEN IN TOUCH WITH THE SECURITY COMPANY ABROAD WHERE THE MONEY IS STILL LODGED AS FAMILY VALUABLES. THE FUNDS ARE SECURITY CODED TO PREVENT THEM FROM KNOWING THE CONTENT. WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO IS TO 
INDICATE YOUR INTEREST THAT YOU WILL ASSIST ME BY RECEIVING THE MONEY ON MY BEHALF. ACKNOWLEDGE THIS MESSAGE SO THAT I CAN GIVE YOU THE MODALITIES 
FOR THE CLAIM OF THE FUNDS. MAY I AT THIS POINT EMPHASIZE THE HIGH LEVEL OF CONFIDENTIALITY WHICH THIS BUSINESS DEMANDS, AND HOPE YOU WILL NOT 
BETRAY THE TRUST AND CONFIDENCE WHCH I HAVE REPOSED IN YOU. IF YOU WANT TO ASSIST, I SHALL PUT YOU IN THE PICTURE OF THE BUSINESS, TELL YOU 
WHERE THE FUNDS ARE CURRENTLY BEING MAINTAINED AND ALSO DISCUSS OTHER MODALITIES INCLUDING REMUNERATION FOR YOUR SERVICES. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I AM WILLING TO GIVE YOU A REASONABLE PERCENTAGE OF THE MONEY AS SOON AS THE TRANSACTION IS CONCLUDED. FOR THIS REASON, KINDLY FURNISH ME YOUR CONTACT INFORMATION, WHICH IS YOUR PERSONAL TELEPHONE AND FAX NUMBERS 
FOR CONFIDENTIAL PURPOSE AND ACKNOWLEDGE RECEIPT OF THIS MAIL USING THE ABOVE EMAIL ADDRESS. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

YOURS SINCERELY, &lt;br&gt;
MUBETEE WAZIRI. &lt;br&gt;

N/B.PLEASE, ENDEAVOUR TO RESPOND THROUGH MY CONFIDENTIAL E-MAIL ADDRESS BELOW.&lt;br&gt;
waziri@wwinmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-83356731?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/83356731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/83356731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83356731' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-80966547</id><published>2002-08-31T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-31T12:56:18.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know since when but it's not long time that I feel my emotions are a little alterd and I dislike or a better word is hate some women.yeah that's right maybe something
should happen to me then I feel better!.oh no don't think now I'm not a straight man and I'm fascinated by same sex no that's not true just hate women of course some of them .It's about one year and a month or more that I chat with someone whom is my friend so! and she is only the one who talk to me when I feel angery sad crazy mad and so forth(of course I should not omit my college friends) but she is still one of my best friend yet I do not chat with her anymore these days and I'm wondering why everytime I decide to send something to her something else interupts! perhaps it's a sensation or willing which needs more.&lt;br&gt;
Sometimes I find myself so lonely.I can't feel free,I want someone to talk to it's a natural feeling but it's always as dark as it's been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-80966547?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/80966547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/80966547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80966547' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-80966102</id><published>2002-08-31T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-31T12:41:36.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The more I'm advancing in English the less I write! why? for 101 reasons.Ok let me tell you one of the reasons,I'm still student and have to finish my thesis of course it's not a thesis as you might think but it's mostly a project.Design and product.My (our) project is to record the brain signals and show them on a computer screen (now-a-day we call it monitor) but this damn project is going to make me mad! I should write codes in that Goddamn Visual C++ you know which has lots of things and classes you should learn and what kind of things torturing devices are more nice than this VC++! oh my God! somebody hears me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-80966102?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/80966102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/80966102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80966102' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-80132975</id><published>2002-08-12T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-12T04:11:02.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess &lt;a href="http://alice.sunlitsurf.com/a.l.i.c.e."&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;on it the best  chatterbot ,you can download it and make one for yourself but you must know java and XML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-80132975?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/80132975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/80132975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80132975' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-79781037</id><published>2002-08-03T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-10T14:13:41.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know how much you're familiar to &lt;i&gt;ChatterBot&lt;/i&gt;.This &lt;a href="http://www.botspot.com/search/s-chat.htm"&gt;page &lt;/a&gt;has a big list about all the chatterbot around the web.Visist there to know what is a chatterBot (chatter +robot).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-79781037?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/79781037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/79781037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_07_28_archive.html#79781037' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-79155768</id><published>2002-07-19T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-19T10:03:22.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some american weblogs published a text supporting Iran for one day on their weblogs one of them is&lt;a href="http://glennfrazier.com/"&gt; this one &lt;/a&gt;and the context is&lt;a href="http://glennfrazier.com/articles/2002/07/16/161500.php"&gt; this&lt;/a&gt;.I haven't studied the article compeletly so I can't judge ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-79155768?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/79155768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/79155768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#79155768' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-79101029</id><published>2002-07-18T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-19T09:49:48.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;Statement by the President (of USA)&lt;/h5&gt;
We have seen throughout history the power of one simple idea: when given a choice, people will choose freedom. As we have witnessed over the past few days, the people of Iran want the same freedoms, human rights, and opportunities as people around the world. Their government should listen to their hopes. 

In the last two Iranian presidential elections and in nearly a dozen parliamentary and local elections, the vast majority of the Iranian people voted for political and economic reform. Yet their voices are not being listened to by the unelected people who are the real rulers of Iran. Uncompromising, destructive policies have persisted, and far too little has changed in the daily lives of the Iranian people. Iranian students, journalists and Parliamentarians are still arrested, intimidated, and abused for advocating reform or criticizing the ruling regime. Independent publications are suppressed. And talented students and professionals, faced with the dual specter of too few jobs and too many restrictions on their freedom, continue to seek opportunities abroad rather than help build Iran's future at home. Meanwhile, members of the ruling regime and their families continue to obstruct reform while reaping unfair benefits. 

Iran is an ancient land, home to a proud culture with a rich heritage of learning and progress. The future of Iran will be decided by the people of Iran. Right now, the Iranian people are struggling with difficult questions about how to build a modern 21st century society that is at once Muslim, prosperous, and free. There is a long history of friendship between the American people and the people of Iran. As Iran's people move towards a future defined by greater freedom, greater tolerance, they will have no better friend than the United States of America. 

&lt;h5&gt;Statement by Archer&lt;/h5&gt;
I agree with all George W. Bush said ,Iran as an acient land it has a culture to be proud of it.but about there is a long history of friendship between the american people and Iran people we should pay attention poelpe! not governments.but I haven't found any wrong point.
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-79101029?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/79101029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/79101029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#79101029' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-78733085</id><published>2002-07-09T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-09T08:15:24.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know if there will be a chance to be admitted in a university to study in Undergraduate ,it sounds funny! huh I know but I feel dumb...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-78733085?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/78733085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/78733085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78733085' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-78732690</id><published>2002-07-09T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-09T08:04:00.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm plannig to continue my study abroad .If possible continue it in USA ,If you've visited some university websites certainly you noticed that one of criterias for International studdent admission is to have top score in GRE .A examination tough enouhg even for americans! Now I'm wondering how should I learn that mass of words piled before my eyes! words which I  should even their antonyms!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-78732690?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/78732690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/78732690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78732690' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-78732426</id><published>2002-07-09T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-18T02:52:47.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you're looking for universities in the USA this &lt;a href="http://isl-garnet.uah.edu/Universities/universitiestx.html"&gt;clickable map &lt;/a&gt;helps you to find quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-78732426?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/78732426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/78732426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78732426' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-77839832</id><published>2002-06-17T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-17T02:46:33.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is your birthday day 1 of the month? &lt;br&gt;
Your Life &lt;br&gt;
You are very curious and dedicative. When you are interested in something, everything else has to wait. This is your quality. But if you learn to be more patient and complete what you have started, you will be successful in life. &lt;br&gt;
Your Love &lt;br&gt;
You believe in love at first sight. You won't wait to learn more about the person. Vise versa, people who fail to impress you will hardly get a chance to be your friend. Your emotion is on the extreme. You can only love or  hate, nothing in between and this often shows in  your expression. Try not to  end a relationship in a quarrel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-77839832?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/77839832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/77839832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77839832' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-76888221</id><published>2002-05-23T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T09:59:06.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something else I am going to write is I didn't write anything for duration and I thought there must be no visitor,but when I came back and check he statistics saw many visitros (not many) I wonder what brought them to this corner of WeblogLand! all the references are from the Google! amazing? not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-76888221?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/76888221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/76888221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76888221' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-76888112</id><published>2002-05-23T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T09:55:42.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of best! Shrek fans saved all the movie lyrics in a page and now this is the &lt;a href="http://www.fairvue.com/?feature=shrek"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.God blesses everyone, Amen!
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-76888112?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/76888112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/76888112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76888112' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-76068475</id><published>2002-05-01T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-01T22:05:06.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;Dirty trick&lt;/h5&gt;
I were trying to find name to register as my domain name but noticed that each name I attempted to register were took before. The same was for all an offer to buy the domain name whose price began from $200! For a domain name which can be registered only for $35 or a bit more! Another case about all those names was the owner of those domain names NAMEDEMO or NAMEZERO or another company like them. Do you get what the trick was? YES!
Since about two years ago these company offer free domain name registration for  all .
They also gave you an email account alike this webmaster@yourdomainname.com
And you would cheerfully register your desired domain name for free! But after the two years they offer you to buy your domain name for a low price. We couldn’t do that because we are not associates of the world trade and can’t buy anything over internet so our domain name remained for them till we associate in world trade and buy our domain name which most of them have name mean just in language for prices higher than usual! But we wait patiently until the registration of them expire…look what happened to us unawares of this wild wild world 
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-76068475?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/76068475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/76068475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76068475' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-75843706</id><published>2002-04-26T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-26T04:28:23.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This the best version of &lt;a href="http://home.earthlink.net/~dwnstream1/winrg/"&gt;Windows&lt;/a&gt; I've ever seen,visit it.The RealyGood Windows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-75843706?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75843706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75843706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75843706' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-75815711</id><published>2002-04-25T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-25T11:04:18.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now after not a long time I'm back,First I read my offline message of Yahoo! messanger there were lots and I found myself so proud that I had such friends who recall me.
A week far from them far from all I could write and from all the world...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-75815711?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75815711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75815711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75815711' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-75804684</id><published>2002-04-25T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-25T04:22:32.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;Nothing Else Matters&lt;/h5&gt;
So close no matter how far&lt;br&gt;
            couldn't be much more from the heart&lt;br&gt;
            forever trusting who we are&lt;br&gt;
            and nothing else matters&lt;br&gt;
            &lt;br&gt;
            never opened myself this way&lt;br&gt;
            life is ours, we live it our way&lt;br&gt;
            all these words I don't just say&lt;br&gt;
            and nothing else matters&lt;br&gt;
            &lt;br&gt;
            trust I seek and I find in you&lt;br&gt;
            every day for us something new&lt;br&gt;
            open mind for a different view&lt;br&gt;
            and nothing else matters&lt;br&gt;
            &lt;br&gt;
            never cared for what they do&lt;br&gt;
            never cared for what they know&lt;br&gt;
            but I know&lt;br&gt;
            &lt;br&gt;
            so close no matter how far&lt;br&gt;
            couldn't be much more from the heart&lt;br&gt;
            forever trusting who we are&lt;br&gt;
            and nothing else matters&lt;br&gt;
            &lt;br&gt;
            never cared for what they do&lt;br&gt;
            never cared for what they know&lt;br&gt;
            but I know&lt;br&gt;
            &lt;br&gt;
            never opened myself this way&lt;br&gt;
            life is ours, we live it our way&lt;br&gt;
            all these words I don't just say&lt;br&gt;
            &lt;br&gt;
            trust I seek and I find in you&lt;br&gt;
            every day for us something new&lt;br&gt;
            open mind for a different view&lt;br&gt;
            and nothing else matters&lt;br&gt;
            &lt;br&gt;
            never cared for what they say&lt;br&gt;
            never cared for games they play&lt;br&gt;
            never cared for what they do&lt;br&gt;
            never cared for what they know&lt;br&gt;
            and I know&lt;br&gt;
            &lt;br&gt;
            so close no matter how far&lt;br&gt;
            couldn't be much more from the heart&lt;br&gt;
            forever trusting who we are&lt;br&gt;
            no nothing else matters&lt;br&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-75804684?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75804684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75804684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75804684' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-75506893</id><published>2002-04-17T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-17T08:18:25.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  &lt;h6&gt;TWO QUIESTIONS&lt;/h6&gt;
  First question: &lt;br&gt;
  If you would know a woman, who is pregnant and has&lt;br&gt;
  already 8 children of whom three are deaf , two are &lt;br&gt;
  blind and one mentally retarded) and she is also &lt;br&gt;
  infected with sifilis, would you tell her to abort the&lt;br&gt;
  child? 
  &lt;br&gt;
  Second question:
  Suppose you are going to elect a leader for your&lt;br&gt;
  country. These are the information about the three&lt;br&gt;
  candidates:&lt;br&gt;
  candidate A: he cooperates with corrupted politicians&lt;br&gt;
  in seeks counsel with astrologists. He is cheating his&lt;br&gt;
  wife with two mistresses. He smokes regurarly and&lt;br&gt;
  drinks 8-10 martinnis per day.
  &lt;br&gt;
  candidate B: he was thrown twice from the&lt;br&gt;
  parliament, he sleeps till noon, he used opium in&lt;br&gt;
  college and he drinks quarter of liter of whiskey&lt;br&gt;
  every evening.
  &lt;br&gt;
  candidate C: he is a decorated war veteran. He is&lt;br&gt;
  vegetarian, doesn't smoke, he sometimes drinks a beer&lt;br&gt;
  or two and he dosen't cheat on his wife.&lt;br&gt;
  Which of these three candidates would you choose?&lt;/div&gt;
  First decide and the check on the bottom of the&lt;br&gt;
  message for the answer
  Candidate A was Franklin D. Roosevelt &lt;br&gt;
  Canditate B was&amp;nbsp; Winston Churchill&lt;br&gt;
  Candidate C was Adolf Hitler.
  &lt;br&gt;
  ... if you answered the first question about&lt;br&gt;
  abortion with &amp;quot;Yes&amp;quot;, then you have just killed&lt;br&gt;
  Beethoven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-75506893?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75506893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75506893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75506893' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-75458451</id><published>2002-04-16T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-16T02:56:18.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look ar this &lt;a href="http://www.esu.lt/andrius/10/go.htm"&gt;Rabbit&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-75458451?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75458451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75458451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75458451' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-75428808</id><published>2002-04-15T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T10:15:00.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;Real stories&lt;/h5&gt;
A man comes into the ER and yells, &amp;quot;My wife is going to have her &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;baby in the cab!&amp;quot; I grabbed my stuff, rushed out to the cab, &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;lifted the lady's dress, and began to take off her underwear. &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Suddenly, I noticed that there are several cabs and I was in the &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;wrong one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-75428808?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75428808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75428808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75428808' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-75428628</id><published>2002-04-15T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T10:09:32.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;FBI agents conducted a raid of a psychiatric hospital in San &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Diego that was under investigation for medical insurance fraud.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;After hours of reviewing thousands of medical records, the &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;dozens of agents had worked up quite an appetite.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;The agent in charge of the investigation called a nearby pizza &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;parlor with delivery service to order a quick dinner for his &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;colleagues.&amp;nbsp; The following telephone conversation took place and &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;was recorded by the FBI because they were taping all &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;conversations at the hospital.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Agent: I'd like to order 19 large pizzas and 3 cases of soda.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Pizza Man: And where would you like them delivered?&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Agent: We're over at the psychiatric hospital.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Pizza Man: The psychiatric hospital?&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Agent: That's right.&amp;nbsp; I'm an FBI agent.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Pizza Man: You're an FBI agent?&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Agent: That's correct.&amp;nbsp; Just about everybody here is.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Pizza Man: And you're at the psychiatric hospital?&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Agent: That's correct.&amp;nbsp; And make sure you don't go through the &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;front doors.&amp;nbsp; We have them locked.&amp;nbsp; You'll have to go around to &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;the back service entrance to deliver the pizzas.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Pizza Man: And you say you're all FBI agents there?&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Agent: That's right.&amp;nbsp; How soon can you have them here?&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Pizza Man: Everyone at the psychiatric hospital is an FBI agent?&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Agent: That's right. We've been here all day and we're starving.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Pizza Man: How are you going to pay for all of this?&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Agent: We've collected a pool of cash.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Pizza Man: And you're all FBI agents?&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Agent: Yes.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Pizza Man: With guns?&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Agent: That's right.&amp;nbsp; Now, can you remember to bring the pizzas &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;and sodas to the service entrance in the rear?&amp;nbsp; We have the &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;front doors locked.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Pizza Man: You must be crazy!&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;*Click*
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-75428628?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75428628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75428628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75428628' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-75428593</id><published>2002-04-15T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T10:08:13.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All you really need to know about Government and Bureaucracy:&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;** Pythagorean theorem: .............................&amp;nbsp; 24 words.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;** Lord's prayer: ...................................&amp;nbsp; 66 words.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;** Archimedes' Principle: ...........................&amp;nbsp; 67 words.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;** 10 Commandments: ................................. 179 words.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;** Gettysburg address: .............................. 286 words.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;** Declaration of Independence: ................... 1,300 words.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;US Government regulations on the sale of cabbage:&amp;nbsp; 26,911 words.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-75428593?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75428593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75428593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75428593' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-75330198</id><published>2002-04-12T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-12T09:50:35.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another books I have read is "&lt;a href="http://www.occultopedia.com/b/beelzebub.htm"&gt;lord of flies&lt;/a&gt;" by William golding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-75330198?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75330198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75330198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75330198' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-75330168</id><published>2002-04-12T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-12T09:49:42.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found a &lt;a href="http://mobydicks.com/lecture/SamuelBecketthall/read.php?f=14&amp;i=16&amp;t=10"&gt;forum &lt;/a&gt;about books and there are messages talks about "waiting for Godot"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-75330168?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75330168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75330168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75330168' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-75329773</id><published>2002-04-12T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-12T09:37:19.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A mounth ago I've read a novel from Samuel Beckett now &lt;a href="http://nauvoo.byu.edu/TheArts/Theater/studypackets/lesson03/absurd.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is about it I definitly advise you read this book it illustrate our life in  two men's dialogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-75329773?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75329773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75329773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75329773' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-75271723</id><published>2002-04-10T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T20:22:41.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=%22How+to+say%22+%22I+am%22+%22You+are%22+Farsi&amp;hl=en&amp;start=0&amp;sa=N"&gt;Search me!&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Look at the latest link it's mine,Friends my page rank rised to 2/10!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-75271723?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75271723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75271723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75271723' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-75200743</id><published>2002-04-09T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-09T04:29:47.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you call people who fight for their homeland the trorists? Do you name this war "a war against terorism"? look at the picture linked below she was not married yet but fought for her rights for her country for her homeland which is occupied
http://www.nabavionline.com/images/picture/axhaf8105.jpg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-75200743?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75200743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/75200743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75200743' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-75133585</id><published>2002-04-07T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-07T09:48:45.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;A recursive poem&lt;/h5&gt;
A dog came in the kitchen&lt;br&gt;
And stole a curs of bread&lt;br&gt;
Then cook up with a ladle&lt;br&gt;
And beat him till he was dead&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Then all the dogs came running&lt;br&gt;
And dug the dog a tomb&lt;br&gt;
And wrote upon the tombstone&lt;br&gt;
For the eyes of dogs to come:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
"A dog came in the kitchen&lt;br&gt;
And stole a curs of bread&lt;br&gt;
Then cook up with a ladle&lt;br&gt;
And beat him till he was dead&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Then all the dogs came running&lt;br&gt;
And dug the dog a tomb..."&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
From "Waiting for Godot" by Samuel Beckett

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C:\&gt;Let there be light!&lt;br&gt;
Enter user id.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;God&lt;br&gt;
Enter password.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Omniscient&lt;br&gt;
Password incorrect. Try again.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Omnipotent&lt;br&gt;
Password incorrect. Try again.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Technocrat&lt;br&gt;
And God logged on at 12:01:00 AM, Sunday, March 1.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Let there be light!&lt;br&gt;
Unrecognizable command. Try again.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create light&lt;br&gt;
Done.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Run heaven_and_earth&lt;br&gt;
And God created Day and Night. And God saw there were 0 &gt; errors.&lt;br&gt;
And God logged off at 12:02:00 AM, Sunday, March 1.&lt;br&gt;
And God logged on at 12:01:00 AM, Sunday, March 2.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt; Let there be firmament in the midst of water and light.&lt;br&gt;
Unrecognizable command. Try again.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create firmament&lt;br&gt;
Done.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Run firmament&lt;br&gt;
And God divided the waters. And God saw there were 0 &gt; errors.&lt;br&gt;
And God logged off at 12:02:00 AM, Sunday, March 2.&lt;br&gt;
And God logged on at 12:01:00 AM, Sunday, March 3.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt; Let the waters under heaven be gathered together unto one&lt;br&gt;
place and let the dry land appear and&lt;br&gt;
Too many characters in the specification string. Try again.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create dry_land&lt;br&gt;
Done.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Run firmament&lt;br&gt;
And God divided the waters. And God saw there were 0 &gt; errors.&lt;br&gt;
And God looged off at 12:02:00 AM, Sunday, March 3.&lt;br&gt;
And God logged on at 12:01:00 AM, Sunday, March 4.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create lights in the firmament to divide the day from the night&lt;br&gt;
Unspecified type. Try again.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create sun_moon_stars&lt;br&gt;
Done.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Run sun_moon_stars&lt;br&gt;
And God separated the light from the darkness. The sun ruled over the day&lt;br&gt;
and the moon and stars ruled over the night. And God saw there were 0&lt;br&gt;
errors.&lt;br&gt;
And God logged off at 12:02:00 AM, Sunday, March 4.&lt;br&gt;
And God logged on at 12:01:00 AM, Sunday, March 5.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create fish&lt;br&gt;
Done.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create fowl&lt;br&gt;
Done.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create cattle&lt;br&gt;
Done.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create creepy_things&lt;br&gt;
Done.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Run fish, fowl, cattle, creepy_things&lt;br&gt;
And God created the great sea monsters and every living creature that&lt;br&gt;
creepth werewith the waters swarmed after its kind and every winged fowl&lt;br&gt;
after its kind.&lt;br&gt;
And God logged off at 12:02:00 AM, Sunday, March 5.&lt;br&gt;
And God logged on at 12:01:00 AM, Sunday, March 6.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Now let us make man in our image.&lt;br&gt;
Unspecified type. Try again.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create man&lt;br&gt;
Done.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Be fruitful and multiply and replenish the earth and subdue&lt;br&gt;
it and have dominion over the fish of the sea and over the&lt;br&gt;
fish in the sea and over every living thing that creepeth upon&lt;br&gt;
the earth&lt;br&gt;
Too many command operands. Try again.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Run multiplication&lt;br&gt;
Execution teminated. 6 errors.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Insert breath&lt;br&gt;
Done.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Run multiplication&lt;br&gt;
Execution teminated. 5 errors.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Move man to Garden of Eden&lt;br&gt;
File Garden of Eden does not exist.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create Garden.edn&lt;br&gt;
Done.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Run multiplication&lt;br&gt;
Execution teminated. 4 errors.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Copy woman from man&lt;br&gt;
Done.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Run multiplication&lt;br&gt;
Execution teminated. 2 errors.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create desire&lt;br&gt;
Done.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Run multiplication&lt;br&gt;
And God saw man and woman being fruitful and multiplying in Garden.edn&lt;br&gt;
Warning: No time limit on this run. 1 &gt; errors.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create freewill&lt;br&gt;
Done.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Run freewill&lt;br&gt;
And God saw man and woman being fruitful and multiplying in Garden.edn&lt;br&gt;
Warning: No time limit on this run. 1 &gt; errors.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Undo desire&lt;br&gt;
Desire cannot be undone once freewill is created.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Destroy freewill&lt;br&gt;
Freewill is an inaccessible file and cannot be destroyed.&lt;br&gt;
Enter replacement, cancel, or ask for help.&lt;br&gt;
C:&gt;\Help&lt;br&gt;
Desire cannot be undone once freewill is created.&lt;br&gt;
Freewill is a inaccessible file and cannot be destroyed&lt;br&gt;.
Enter replacement, cancel, or ask for help.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create tree_of_knowledge&lt;br&gt;
And God saw man and woman being fruitful and multiplying in Garden.edn&lt;br&gt;
Warning: No time limit on this run. 1 &gt; errors.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create good, evil&lt;br&gt;
Done.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Activate evil&lt;br&gt;
And God saw he had created shame.&lt;br&gt;
Man and woman not in Garden.edn. 1 &gt; errors.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Scan Garden.edn for man, woman&lt;br&gt;
Search failed.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Delete shame&lt;br&gt;
Shame cannot be deleted once evil has been activated.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Destroy freewill&lt;br&gt;
Freewill is an inaccessible file and cannot be destroyed.&lt;br&gt;
Enter replacement, cancel, or ask for help.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Stop&lt;br&gt;
Unrecognizaable command. Try again.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Break&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Break&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Break&lt;br&gt;
ATTENTION ALL USERS *** ATTENTION ALL USERS: COMPUTER GOING DOWN&lt;br&gt;
FOR REGULAR DAY OF MAINTENANCE AND REST IN FIVE MINUTES.&lt;br&gt;
PLEASE LOG OFF.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Create new world&lt;br&gt;
You have exceeded your allocated file space. You must destroy old files&lt;br&gt;
before new ones can be created.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Destroy earth&lt;br&gt;
Destroy earth: please confirm.&lt;br&gt;
C:\&gt;Destroy earth confirmed&lt;br&gt;
COMPUTER DOWN *** COMPUTER DOWN. SERVICES WILL RESUME SUNDAY, MARCH 8&lt;br&gt;
AT 6:00 AM. YOU MUST SIGN OFF NOW.&lt;br&gt;
And God logged off at 11:59:59 PM, Friday, March 6. &lt;br&gt;
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  What A Difference 30 Years Makes&lt;br&gt;
 1972: Long hair  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Longing for hair&lt;br&gt; 
 1972: The perfect high  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: The perfect high yield mutual fund &lt;br&gt;
 1972: KEG  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: EKG &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Acid rock &lt;br&gt; 
 2002: Acid reflux &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Moving to California because it's cool  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Moving to California because it's warm &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Growing pot  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Growing pot belly &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Trying to look like Marlon Brando or Liz Taylor  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Trying NOT to look like Marlon Brando or Liz Taylor &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Seeds and stems  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Roughage &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Popping pills, smoking joints  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Popping joints &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Killer weed  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Weed killer &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Hoping for a BMW  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Hoping for a BM &lt;br&gt;
 1972: The Grateful Dead  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Dr. Kevorkian &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Going to a new, hip joint  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Receiving a new hip joint &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Rolling Stones  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Kidney Stones &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Being called into the principal's office  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Calling the principal's office &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Down with the system  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Upgrade the system &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Disco  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Costco &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Parents begging you to get your hair cut  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Children begging you to get their heads shaved &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Taking acid  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Taking antacid &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Passing the drivers' test  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Passing the vision test &lt;br&gt;
 1972: Whatever  &lt;br&gt;
 2002: Depends &lt;br&gt;
 Author Unknown but I assume they are at least 50 years old.
 
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-11252077?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/11252077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/11252077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11252077' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-11208659</id><published>2002-03-28T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-29T10:17:52.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night that 've been asleep suddenly I woke up, shot eyes; I heard a sound actually a noise like the streaming water through a pipe, I wondered for some minutes ,what's up in the upper floor? Now is 4 AM! And they are in the bath? If they are, why such long time?,I listen to sound more curiously and carefully, Another sound was heard, it was like the bubbles came up off the water, first I thought it was of the aquarium and golden fishes who were breathing on surface of water, more listening learns nothing!, at least I deicide to wake and open the door of my room to make a circulation and cooling, when I put my first step on the floor, on the rug, my feet got wet! ,Oh my God!,what's this! Water on my room floor?!,� lit the light and look around to see where the fountain! Was, I fold the rug and the fountain was discovered, it was obvious that water was coming up off the mosaics, a pipe was cracked, the only way was to close the main tap I did it and wait until the morning ,now a plumber is working and it's near the end. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-11208659?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/11208659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/11208659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11208659' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-11058378</id><published>2002-03-23T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-23T22:05:24.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I’ve started to read a new book named “lord of flies” it also has the translated version in itself I mean one page is the source and the opposite page is the translated version but progress is too slow. I do not have enough time to read; repairing the house takes time and is time-consuming I am exhausted and weary when I reach home not enough energy to remain waken, drowsy and tired lie on bed open the book read it but I get nothing and should read again the later part I’d read, one of my friends told me today why I did not update my weblogs that was a stimulation now I’m writing not only for myself but also for everyone who reads my weblog I ought to practice more and more to have enough experience in English to talk to everyone all around the world to end my message to send my idea to publish my opinion to publish my religion idea to show how merciful we are to show the true face of those cruel  but in other hand it’s not as it should be I’m learning to play “Setar” and Iranian music instrument but many things is before me and stop me I must do my project to be graduated (BS) .I don’t if you are have the same problem I have or not. Whenever I’ve started to do something a avalanche of other site-problem passes across my head and I should serve them before my main problem! When I do my favor it’s a little bit late and I have not enough attitude to do it anyway that’s enough for now I want to read my new book by “William golding”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-11058378?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/11058378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/11058378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#11058378' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-11036256</id><published>2002-03-23T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-23T04:24:15.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here I put an Encoded message write the key and decode it&lt;br&gt;
&lt;div id="written" &gt;2&amp;o-skhdq+*#q&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Code Phrase:&lt;input type=text name=codeWord value="code phrase here" size="20"&gt;
&lt;input type=button value="Decode" onClick="preTime(codeWord.value, written.innerText, 1);"&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-11036256?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/11036256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/11036256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#11036256' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10977749</id><published>2002-03-21T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-21T11:07:33.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;Happy new year &lt;/h2&gt;
First of spring's been iranians' new year since 3000 years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10977749?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10977749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10977749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#10977749' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10929893</id><published>2002-03-20T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-21T10:55:40.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;"oh my love" &lt;/h5&gt;
Atfer some days that I've read others' weblog specially focused on the gender of writer ,it's obvious that majority of the females are interested to write about the huanity relations and the friendship ,therefore they write "oh my love" and so on,many of them (in other hand we can't eliminate such the males' weblog) are only about the love and what he said what he did what they wnat me do,how did I look more beautyful that night,thus copy-paste the lates lyrics of the newest bands who can't talk about anything else but love "oh my love"! the bands who are grew up like mushrooms and disapear a few later.&lt;br&gt;

It not important what they write or what they try to say or what they love,the most important subject is what they belive in? Now-a-days the quetion they ask is "Do you belive in GOD?" &lt;br&gt;

Falling in love is not in contrary beliving in GOD but don't you think there are more cases cost to mind?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10929893?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10929893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10929893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#10929893' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10929003</id><published>2002-03-20T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-20T04:48:00.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always want to write everything I observe and see around ,Now-a-days this weblog gives me a opportunity to write anything I want,also their are safe (it depends on blogger's future policies) I read other's blog to be aware of their ideas thier viewpoint and anything they believe in.I did not updated my weblog foor some days but there were few visitors that past their time (maybe now think waste their time) to read and to check what the latest posts were,I'm very glad to have someone or many one be my ewblog visitors,it convinced me to do my best to write everything which is more useful not only about the "oh my love"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10929003?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10929003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10929003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#10929003' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10845170</id><published>2002-03-17T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-17T19:47:41.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A six month later &lt;a href="http://www.gazm.org/blogs/2002_03_10_Fuzzy_Blogic_archive.asp#10622371"&gt;report &lt;/a&gt; about the Ex-WTC !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10845170?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10845170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10845170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#10845170' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10822251</id><published>2002-03-17T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-17T04:09:47.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;"They Took a Vote"&lt;/h4&gt;

The strength of a country comes from its people.  It always has and always will.  No matter what pomp and bravado a government shows, the solidity of a nation is directly determined by that of the individual citizen.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
     
America has been shaken to its core by acts of terror.  Many, including our president, have said that we are strong, that we have resolve and that we will persevere.  These words mean nothing to terrorists.  Terrorists wait to see the actions of people, of individuals, to see if they will buckle and cower.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
     
The cowards who killed our sisters and brothers, our mothers and fathers, our sons and daughters should know what happened on the flight they unsuccessfully tried to turn into a bomb over Pennsylvania.  So should the rest of our fellow countrymen and women.  In the history of this country of freedom, there has never been an event more emblematic of the values and heroism of the United States of America.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
     
The flight had been hijacked, and was being turned around to be used as ammunition against innocent civilians at some unknown target in Washington, D.C.  After some hurried cell phone calls to their loved ones, passengers learned of the World Trade Center attacks.  They considered the consequences, then they took a vote together.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
     
In that instant, they validated the great experiment of the United States of America.  They voted.  They affirmed the Declaration of Independence, the Constitution, our entire history of freedom, and gave meaning to every soldier who's ever died in the service of this country.  Faced with all the threats that this country stands against, and in their own last hour, these Americans determined their path with a simple act of democracy, of freedom.  They voted.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
     
They voted to give their lives to save the innocent people for which the plane was headed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
     
Think about that for a moment.  It's the very definition of heroic.  There is something else in that story, however, something incredible that should fill every American with pride.  None of those American passengers took command.  Nobody ordered them to attack the terrorists.  Nobody forced them to follow along with the heroic insurgence.
     &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Faced with death, tyranny, and terror, those Americans voted to sacrifice their lives for others.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
     
September 11, 2001, is a day, as was said of Pearl Harbor, that will live in infamy.  Thousands perished at the hands of cowards.  We should never forget, however, that it was also the day that a few heroic patriots thousands of feet above Pennsylvania farmland sent a message to the entire world - our commitment to freedom and democracy, in the United States of America, is not wavering, it is not shaken, and it cannot be taken away by any act.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
     
America is freedom.

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10822251?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10822251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10822251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#10822251' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10814147</id><published>2002-03-16T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-20T05:00:18.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning I found to new weblog who talks about cinema I'll add their links to my "Cinematic Neighboors" if you don't see such that link beacuase I do it later now should go to university...Adding links in progress...&lt;i&gt;&lt;--this massage is blinking!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10814147?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10814147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10814147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_10_archive.html#10814147' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10799379</id><published>2002-03-16T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-16T20:08:28.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;Hollywood and Indians&lt;/h5&gt;
Now i'm wirting this post I'm watching a movie "Shalako" with casting "Sean Connery" and 
"Brigitte Bardot" The only thing I can say about this movie is "redicules" an oldy funny movie 
at 70's era ,A hunting party of European aristocrats with full equipage ,when they led into an 
Indians resevation the Indians' wrath faced them and a man of U.S army is thei hero to save 
them of Indians attack the Indians who are the evil of the movie and "Shalako" the angle and
super hero! women are as usaual the spice and are on recepie of that time movies of hollywood
they are only to kiss or be kissed or massaging the exhuasted men! The bold men!
Indians the evils are so bad! who even kill the guard dogs of camp to keep them quiet
 "the savages"! &lt;br&gt;
It's obvious hollywood did their best and is trying to show the truth upsidedown Anglosaxons
invaded and occupaied the indians' lands killed them it can be said indians were going to die out
but in hollywood movies you see oh! poor americans how cruel indians were! God damn you!
Savages! you are warmed up and ready  to kill every indian you see,the indians' who can't 
distinguish the diffrence between a jewele and dust you be the judge! I'm not either a racer 
or someone like that i'm not a indian ,I'm from another continent but We are all mankind
we are all human,if these two word mean to you so much the better if not you must think of 
anothr job for yourself...
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10799379?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10799379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10799379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_10_archive.html#10799379' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10624259</id><published>2002-03-11T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-11T10:17:09.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;Armstrung footprint&lt;/h5&gt;
Sometimes one has many things to say to write down but when is on mood ,and determined to write that's the time he gets nothing the more think,the less gain! now it's the moment I say ,let me tell about today ,we've bought a house which needs serious , urgent and fondamental repair,I was there today ,The floor is dug and My footprint on dust was alike the Armstrung's one on the Moon,The were hundreds of my footprints over there and I kept on steping and  I was inspeting the labourers from 13-17 PM! on foot no chair even a stool less than them a tripod! I was on foot ,the reminder is the pain in my legs and the awakening entire the night !Just az last night.I can't bear it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10624259?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10624259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10624259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_10_archive.html#10624259' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10606256</id><published>2002-03-10T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-10T20:23:27.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you know "Xerox" means "Dry writing"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10606256?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10606256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10606256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_10_archive.html#10606256' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10557203</id><published>2002-03-09T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-11T10:09:04.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;Internet and Electronics Interactions! &lt;/h5&gt;
I don't know how impressive  is the internet affections on you but by all means it has done on you! let me say an instance :&lt;br&gt;
I'm in lab and an IC is in my hand tolding my self "OK look what's the number and name" ,I read "7400ALS" ,I wonder hey! even this IC wants to know what's my age and location! that's the time I come back to lab! and realize I'm in lab not online! that's a/s/l not ALS (ALS is for Advanced low power schotky) .Another examlpe,there it is in your hand ,a newspaper,you're looking at shots and reading the reports and suddenly you want to move the mouse and highlight the text and right click on the picture to copy and save in file! oh man! how idiot could one be! it's merely a newspaper! you can't do that,forget it,You would regret  how awfuly it was! and damn it! why I can't ...,another one: you're watching TV "enemy of the state " is on air and for a mement you lose the scene you wonder if  this TV has a cashe i could replay it ...and so on...&lt;br&gt;
I don't know what that illness is named? but know it's dangerous! if you know another examples put it right under here...
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10557203?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10557203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10557203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10557203' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10526143</id><published>2002-03-08T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-11T10:11:16.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt; Tears and loughs&lt;/h5&gt;
There is a constant amount of tears in the world,whenever someone is weeping ,someone in somewhere else stops,the same is for loughing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10526143?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10526143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10526143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10526143' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10497548</id><published>2002-03-07T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-07T10:55:49.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How To Say 'I Love You' In 87 Languages!&lt;br&gt;
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  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Afrikaans : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ek is lief vir jou 
      &lt;BR&gt;
      Ek het jou lief&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Albanian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Te dua &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Amharic : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Afekrishalehou&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Arabic : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ana Behibak (to a male) 
      &lt;BR&gt;
      Ana Behibek (to a female) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Basc : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Nere Maitea &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Bavarian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;I mog di narrisch gern 
      &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Bengali : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ami tomAy bhAlobAshi 
      &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Berber : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Lakh tirikh &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Bicol : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Namumutan ta ka &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Bulgarian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Obicham te &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Cambodian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;kh_nhaum soro_lahn 
      nhee_ah &lt;BR&gt;
      Bon sro lanh oon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Cantonese : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ngo oi ney &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Catalan : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;T'estim (mallorcan) 
      &lt;BR&gt;
      T'estime (valencian) &lt;BR&gt;
      T'estimo (catalonian) &lt;BR&gt;
      T'estim molt (I love you a lot)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Chinese : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Wo ie ni (Manderin, 
      Cantonese) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Croatian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Volim te (most common), 
      or &lt;BR&gt;
      Ja te volim (less common)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt; 
      
      Czech : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;miluji te &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Danish : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Jeg elsker dig &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Dutch : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ik hou van jou &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Estonian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Mina armastan sind 
      &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Esperanto : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Mi amas vin &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;TD NOWRAP&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Persian (Farsi) 
      : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Tora dust midaram &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Flemish : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ik zie oe geerne &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Finnish : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Mina&amp;quot; rakastan 
      sinua &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;French : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Je t'aime &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Friesian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;TD NOWRAP&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ik bin fereale 
      op dy &lt;BR&gt;
      Ik ha^ld fan dy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Gaelic : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ta gra agam ort &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;German : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ich liebe Dich &lt;BR&gt;
      I mog Di ganz arg! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Greek : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;S' ayapo &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;TD NOWRAP&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Gujarati&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;&amp;quot;Tane Prem Karoo 
      Choo&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Hausa : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ina sonki &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Hebrew : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;TD NOWRAP&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;aNEE oHEIVET 
      oTKHA (female to male) &lt;BR&gt;
      aNEE oHEIV otAKH (male to female) &lt;BR&gt;
      Ani ohev at (man to woman) &lt;BR&gt;
      Ani ohevet atah (woman to man)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Hindi: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Mein Tumse Pyar Karta 
      Hoon &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Hokkien : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Wa ai lu &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Hopi : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Nu' umi unangwa'ta 
      &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Hungarian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Szeretlek te'ged &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Icelandic : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;?g elska &amp;szlig;ig 
      &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Indonesian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Saya cinta padamu &lt;BR&gt;
      Saya Cinta Kamu &lt;BR&gt;
      Aku tjinta padamu &lt;BR&gt;
      Saja kasih saudari &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Italian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ti amo &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Irish : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;taim i' ngra leat &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Japanese : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Kimi o ai shiteru &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Kazakh : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Men seny jaksy kuremyn 
      &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Kiswahili : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Nakupenda &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Korean : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Tangsinul sarang ha 
      yo &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Kurdish : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ez te hezdikhem &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Latin : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Te amo &lt;BR&gt;
      Vos amo &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Lao : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Khoi huk chau &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Latvian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Es Tev milu &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Lingala : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Nalingi yo &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Lithuanian: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ash miliu tave &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Luo : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Aheri &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Madrid lingo : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Me molas, tronca &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;TD NOWRAP&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Malay/Indonesian 
      : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Saya cintakan awak(awak=kamu=you) 
      &lt;BR&gt;
      Aku sayang engkau (engkau=kamu=you) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Malay : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Saya cintamu &lt;BR&gt;
      Saya sayangmu &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Maltese: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Inhobbok!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Mandarin : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Wo ai ni &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Mohawk : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Konoronhkwa &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Navajo : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ayor anosh'ni &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ndebele : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Niyakutanda &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Norwegian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Jeg elsker deg (Bokmaal) 
      &lt;BR&gt;
      Eg elskar deg (Nynorsk) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Pakistani : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Muje se mu habbat hai 
      &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Persian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Tora dost daram &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Pilipino : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Mahal Kita &lt;BR&gt;
      Iniibig Kita &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Polish : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;TD NOWRAP&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ja Cie Kocham 
      or Kocham Cie&lt;br&gt;(Pronounced Yacha kocham) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Portuguese : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Eu te amo &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Romanian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Te iu besc &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Russian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ya lyublyu tebya &lt;BR&gt;
      Ya vas lyublyu &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Scot Gaelic : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Tha gra\dh agam ort 
      &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Serbian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Volim te (most common), 
      or &lt;BR&gt;
      Ja te volim&amp;quot; (less common) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Shona : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ndinokuda &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Sioux : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Techihhila &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Slovak : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;lubim ta &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Spanish : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Te amo &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Swahili : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Nakupenda &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Swedish : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Jag a&amp;quot;lskar dig 
      &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Swiss-German : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ch'ha di ga&amp;quot;rn 
      &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Tagalog : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Mahal kita &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Taiwanese : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Gwa ai lee &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Tamil&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;TD NOWRAP&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Naan Unnai Kadhalikiren&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Thai : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Phom Rak Khun &lt;BR&gt;
      Ch'an Rak Khun &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Tunisian : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ha eh bak &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Turkish: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Seni seviyorum!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Vietnamese : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Anh ye^u em (man to 
      woman) &lt;BR&gt;
      Em ye^u anh (woman to man) &lt;BR&gt;
      Toi yeu em &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Vlaams : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ik hou van jou &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Welsh : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;'Rwy'n dy garu di. 
      &lt;BR&gt;
      Yr wyf i yn dy garu di (chwi) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Yiddish : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ikh hob dikh lib &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt; Zazi : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Ezhele hezdege&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
  &lt;TR&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Zuni : &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"&gt;Tom ho' ichema &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
  &lt;/TR&gt;
&lt;/TABLE&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10497548?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10497548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10497548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10497548' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10451160</id><published>2002-03-06T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-06T07:29:21.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webfarsi.com/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is the end of anything about learning farsi!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10451160?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10451160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10451160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10451160' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10450444</id><published>2002-03-06T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-06T07:02:29.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>..And I should admit  it said all the conditions as right as is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10450444?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10450444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10450444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10450444' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10450337</id><published>2002-03-06T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-06T07:01:18.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What &lt;a href="http://www.colorgenics.com/"&gt;ColorGenics &lt;/a&gt;told about me&lt;br&gt;
You are feeling exhausted ... worn out ... drained. You feel that far too much is being asked of you but you still want to overcome these difficulties and establish yourself despite the effect such an effort seems to have on you. You are a proud person, assertive most of the time but at this particular moment you are acting as if you have become resigned to the situation. What you need... is some tender loving care- a gentle pat on the head..(or maybe a "kick-up-the backside") and then you'll be raring to go...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

You are very talented, imaginative and sensitive; but you are holding back as you do not really like going it "on your own"... In preference you would like to team up with someone, someone with similar attributes as your own ... to explore .. to seek out and go perhaps "where no other man has trod before" ... It is the unusual that attracts you and which will give you a sense of excitement and adventure.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

You feel tired...worn out and listless. The last thing that you want to do is to be in an open conflict with those around you that are forever tormenting you... What to do? -That's the rub..you are feeling that you are being choked...unable to breathe.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

It would seem that an existing situation or relationship is unsatisfactory, and you feel that there is little that you can do about it without "some help from your friends". But you have no desire to show the world how vulnerable you really are and so therefore you consider it inadvisable to display affection or be over demonstrative. You regard this particular relationship as a depressing tie and although you would like to be independent and unhampered, you don't want to run the risk of losing anything. All this leads you to react "touchy" and with impatience, while the urge to "get away from it all" results in considerable restlessness and stress... The ability to concentrate may suffer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

You are trying to build up your own position and you resist all external influences. You insist that you are your own person and you will not tolerate any outside interference. Decisive and proud, you are true managerial material...


&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10450337?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10450337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10450337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10450337' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10446036</id><published>2002-03-06T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-06T05:59:18.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes you are hesitant,you feel insolvency ,you don't know wha to do what tosay what to believe in,Now is the time I'm feel so
Read &lt;a href="http://geocities.com/memyselfi9999/#6745182"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;,wonder,try not to be ashamed! can? I couldn't,I'm proud of being an Iranian but ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10446036?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10446036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10446036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10446036' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10445245</id><published>2002-03-06T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-06T03:19:59.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt; fountain of youth &lt;/h4&gt;
Are you young? Iranians always says your heart must be young and a poet's said "A nestor's heart remains young by learning" it's couldn't be trnaslated worst than this! sorry...Iran has such great poets that many philosophically learns Farsi to learn and read Farsi poems. Now this Jim warren illustrated the fountain of youth like &lt;a href="http://www.jimwarren.com/youth.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10445245?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10445245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10445245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10445245' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10445103</id><published>2002-03-06T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-06T02:57:20.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look &lt;a href="http://www.jimwarren.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; very nice it's realy artisitc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10445103?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10445103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10445103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10445103' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10413347</id><published>2002-03-05T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-06T03:22:21.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt; return of Archer &lt;/h5&gt;
 (applause!)You cant't imagine how hard is moving to a new house.After ten days I recoverd my energy to find the phone outlet and now I'm connected.It's thrilling! Oh my God i'm connected....you must be been got away from yhe WWW for a long time to understand the senesation i have .Now I add a new utility to my weblog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10413347?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10413347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10413347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10413347' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10217189</id><published>2002-02-28T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-28T00:03:18.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vafa-hvac.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vafa &lt;/a&gt;sent me the Zodiacs Picture... what paintigs were! even you hate the art those at last attract you. I'm afraid I can't put them on Page send me a request!!! I send them to you! lol&lt;br&gt;
Oh this are the final count down after I publish these I'll pack the computer monitor and other peripherals...Adiu! Adiu internet Adiu My sweat Blog!oh...&lt;br&gt;
o I forgot say it Last night I finished the "Waiting for Godot" A book by Samuel Becket! I advise not to read it! why? read it then say why!...Bye bye...my readers! the feast ends...Adius!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10217189?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10217189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10217189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10217189' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10194028</id><published>2002-02-27T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-27T12:08:46.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now i added the commenting service! with &lt;a href="http://rateyourmusic.com/yaccs"&gt;YACCS&lt;/a&gt;! thankx yaccs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10194028?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10194028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10194028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10194028' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10192576</id><published>2002-02-27T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-27T11:03:26.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot to report the Exam! It was consist of two part ,first mission 8:30-12AM! the second stage 15-18PM! can you tolerate such that examination! I don't think so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10192576?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10192576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10192576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10192576' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10188586</id><published>2002-02-27T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-27T11:04:04.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know when I'm at my desk front of the keyboard everything flies out off my head! and when i'm in bed vice versa! a flood of words comes and brings me through the key hole into the wonderland! now i should go down stairs to have dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10188586?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10188586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10188586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10188586' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10187942</id><published>2002-02-27T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-27T08:59:37.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I took the hardest bloody entrance exam for Master grade...I wish they hanged me!
instead of giving such that damned examination! examination? that was execution! anything it was now has ended...and I'm thinking if i would not passed so must get ready for the next year and I know I will do it I'm determined to do it...Now I have the B.S and can get ready for the next year...OK it's ok calm boy! lol!&lt;br&gt;
After that dramatic poem i've worte last night it's logical that i should not be here! but this is the last night and i use it as well!
You don't know how i love the net! i mean the interNet! I know you don't know why for instance if you know how many times guys from &lt;a href="http://www.vafa-hvac.blogspot.com"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt; visited my page ! that's  pure! i love it 
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10187942?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10187942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10187942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10187942' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10150453</id><published>2002-02-26T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-26T10:28:19.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The latest reports say that she didn't add me! huh! so what nothing she lied! but i'm not angry or something like that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10150453?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10150453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10150453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10150453' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10149385</id><published>2002-02-26T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-26T09:51:54.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I asked of up there to return her and Last night i brows the Yahoo! profile page to see if she was online or not and she was...I asked her if she was angry with me and said was not but also was calm very calm ,I said to myself it was very good...I added her and she added me again! what a good feeling we were friends again...Of course I did ,don't know about her...awfuly our moving to new house makes a long interval! poh! that's destiny!I'm destined!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10149385?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10149385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10149385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10149385' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10148500</id><published>2002-02-26T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-26T09:31:02.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We are moving to our new house but it takes time ...so I'll be far from WWW I shan't post anything till we settle compeletly&lt;br&gt;
How can I bear it i mean be far from the Web and internet and the world wide web! &lt;br&gt;
O'Thou art that "Net" even flies nourish a hope to cought&lt;br&gt;
O'thou art that facsinating web all tries to be in&lt;br&gt;


&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10148500?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10148500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10148500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10148500' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10107803</id><published>2002-02-25T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-25T09:48:39.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.alistapart.com/stories/writebetter/"&gt;Write a better Weblog !&lt;/a&gt; this text learn you some important article about webloging ,It costs to read ,I advise you read it a.s.a.p!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10107803?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10107803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10107803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10107803' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-10101818</id><published>2002-02-25T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-23T22:01:27.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two or more dayes ago,She camed online and :&lt;br&gt;
 -  ":D"&lt;br&gt;
-  merc&lt;br&gt;
-  "happy Eid"&lt;br&gt;
- merc&lt;br&gt;
- ahhh arash&lt;br&gt;
- yes? i don't want to disturb your future life!&lt;br&gt;
- come one ,i was merely kidding you&lt;br&gt;
- realy fooling around not kidding&lt;br&gt;
- i myself know,you're right&lt;br&gt;
- I've erased you of my freinds list&lt;br&gt;
- :((,  Add me&lt;br&gt;
- i don't,i'am not ready to chat anymore&lt;br&gt;
- X(&lt;br&gt;
-..........&lt;br&gt;
-.....&lt;br&gt;
-....&lt;br&gt;
-.......&lt;br&gt;
-.....&lt;br&gt;
and and and i irritated her and she left me alone : ok&lt;br&gt;
and now i feel myself alone for 7 mounth or more there was someone I talked to and now may from now (oh God how fool i was)&lt;br&gt;
No-one and no-one oh i can't bear it i can't bear it,please...forgive me,I hope you read this lines and forgive me...I'm a realyidiot she trusted me she looks me as a gentlman or minority as a man who is trustable and i ruined it.oh my God! no word in world can express my sorrow and how awful is it to me,i do love her but she always denied it i mean she never admited, she always said to me "it not love it's you just used to chat" but i was honest about my feelings i do love her i do like her,i've said it before she was the one hearing to me and trying to lead me...by now she's gone i wish she told me whatever she wanted...oh my GOD return her ...

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-10101818?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10101818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/10101818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10101818' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9970245</id><published>2002-02-21T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-24T03:26:17.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nbcolympics.com/x/m/int/judge/leftbot_before_ladies.htm"&gt;Winter olympic&lt;/a&gt; some animation shows the movement and the style you be the judge...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9970245?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9970245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9970245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9970245' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9970079</id><published>2002-02-21T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-25T06:29:12.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night the one I told you asked her to write in this blog said goodbye! and left me.What was her reason? "if I someday get married what i must tell my husband? "!!! Hey look me! who are you talking to? We chated for over 7 mounth and now she went and I'm cought here alone on the web!!! who cares ,there were many cases like this why am I anxious? &lt;br&gt;
I don't know perhaps I spoiled my friendship! anyway talk to you more later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9970079?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9970079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9970079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9970079' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9929270</id><published>2002-02-20T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-20T10:41:39.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>they were cheating too redicules! is seemed they were kids...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9929270?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9929270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9929270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9929270' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9929177</id><published>2002-02-20T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-20T10:38:40.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now I'm playing Graffiti to player seems send the word together the figures they draw resmlbe to nothing but they both guess faster than other!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9929177?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9929177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9929177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9929177' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9928540</id><published>2002-02-20T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-20T10:20:46.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooooh! many days past and i wrote nothing !why? beacause we're moving to are new house and the packaging the worst stage of the shifting is going.May God no-one get moved!! &lt;br&gt;
I sent an email to my uncle he has not called his mom for long time(for 1 mounth!!!!) now i wiat for his reply....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9928540?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9928540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9928540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9928540' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9714380</id><published>2002-02-14T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-14T01:18:13.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt; Iran's history &lt;/h5&gt;
I don't know how much your familiar with the &lt;a href="http://www.persianweb.com/history.html"&gt;history of Iran&lt;/a&gt; did you know that horses maybe you have seen many times before is from iran? also some other animals like donkey? of course perhaps you don't know as I've not known by tomorrow! Iran has long aged history it lifetime is from 2200 BC ...the recorded history with complete details but the original date of Iran and Aryans (Iranians) is from 5000 years ago (maybe 3000 BC) .&lt;br&gt;
Everything you may think has came from the European governing , the method,the judgment ,all were  in the iraninans gonverning like in the Cyrus the Great, the founder of the Achaemenians goverments they developed ways the spread out the justice all around their realm which was from west touching the egypt and the east to the present china...I'll write more about later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9714380?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9714380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9714380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9714380' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9713936</id><published>2002-02-14T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-14T00:48:39.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;This week horoscope&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; Your angle defines each move that you make. Your sixth sense is as active and reliable as the usual five. Wake up to the vibrant, dazzling world that surrounds you. Live a graceful life. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9713936?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9713936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9713936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9713936' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9676641</id><published>2002-02-13T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-25T10:31:22.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt; YES! &lt;/h3&gt;
Hey fellows! I've done it look at last it's remove look above! yes! my cousine's theory came true!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9676641?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9676641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9676641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9676641' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9649471</id><published>2002-02-12T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-13T06:44:01.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>::I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO:: I am genuinaly trapped...I barely have enough furtune to compensate...but  i'm only 24 not old as be paralyzed...I don't know maybe should think about another way to pass through this black hole...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9649471?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9649471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9649471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9649471' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9649182</id><published>2002-02-12T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-13T02:23:38.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel nausea.I gonna vomit...bad condition...it's like be pressed under a compressor...I think I would have spoiled all my life by the end of my life.Always I've believed that finding friend is a remedy to all my pain ,to all my sorrow I have had I don't know since when but I am in wrong bus I should get off but the bus goes so fast as I can't get out of it...bloody and vague pitures cross before my eyes...It's sound like a nightmare soround me and wants to take my head...Now I don't know where to go what to say ...all my friends are just my friends my family is my family my parents are only my mom and dad...I couldn't have ever come back to the right lane of the road of life .the more I go the less i gain...All faces are severe to me .I have evil in my soul eager to devoure all bodies around me...heh! you think I worship the satan! not it's not that it's the wrath of my soul the anger piled in me and could not unload anytime...
Now I am very hopeless ...i find myself too far from my dreams too far from everything i tried to reach .What did i say? try? no i have never fought for my opinions and the dominant idea was my father's...and i don't know why i'm writing these rows? the more i write the deeper i fall into the hericane of my sorrows...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9649182?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9649182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9649182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9649182' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9645063</id><published>2002-02-12T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-12T09:54:00.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;COSMETICS&lt;/h5&gt;

It is probable  that when men first painted their faces ,many thousands of years ago it was for the purpose of the frightening their enemies in war.but there are records of women in Egypt using cosmetics more than four thousand year ago.these women not only painted their eyebrows:they also added a thick dark line under each eye,and had different kinds of paint for different season of the year.&lt;br&gt;
Women in ancient  Rome used cosmetics. They used Egyptian kohl for darkening the eyelids ,powdered chalk  for whitening the skin , and a red colouring matter for the cheeks.a rich Roman lady spent many hours over her toilet(simple Iranian women but all of them aren’t rich) help by a crowd of young slaves of many nationalities.the Roman poet Ovid  wrote a book on cosmetics , and gives a recipe for what we now call a face_pack  ,made from flour ,eggs , and other materials . the use of this ,he says , will make the face smoother and brighter than mirror.&lt;br&gt;
In England it was the custom , during the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries ,for all 
Ladies of fashion to paint their faces and to blacken their eyebrows . in the nineteenth
Century there was change of taste ,however ,and until about the end of the century , ladies who used make_up were not accepted in high society.girls were advised ,just   before entering the ball_room to bite and lick their lips and slap their cheek hard ,and so bring some colour to the faces.
Today the use of cosmetics is accepted everywhere , and its common to see women and girls making up in public(but now we see men is making up too!!!! But now it isn’t common (its my idea,what you think is it common????) the cosmetics industry is one of the largest in the country,and large sums of money go to the owners of beauty saloons.  

  
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9645063?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9645063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9645063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9645063' title=''/><author><name>sanaz</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9637101</id><published>2002-02-12T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-12T01:04:14.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today a friend who read my post sent me a message that I don't know  what was her real mean? It seems that she says "hey boy how far you put your goals! those can't be seen even with armed eye!!" or says "hey boy you name them your goals! such poor hopes!"
but I don't think so anyway those are mines and none of others buisiness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9637101?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9637101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9637101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9637101' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9579832</id><published>2002-02-10T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-12T00:47:03.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;While you have no clue...&lt;/h5&gt;
It's bad time when you have no clue.About what? of course about life!&lt;br&gt;
My parents told me many times that I have no clue about my life, Now I am thinking and thinking what the aim of my life is?
I'm after what.After a long meditation! I found some goals that I exepct to be gained. first I am learning palying &lt;i&gt;setar&lt;/i&gt; a musical intstrument and I hope be a good  player at last! eventually the best one. And one of my other wishes is to be a linguist of course not in 5 languages!! only English ,if possible also in Dutch...&lt;br&gt;
I think puting a target an trying to achive it is the thing keep people alive.So never put your goals as far as you become hopeless!
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9579832?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9579832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9579832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9579832' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9573095</id><published>2002-02-10T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-10T11:04:49.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;What George W Bush names liberty... &lt;/h5&gt;
President Mohammed Khatami of Iran has urged Iranians to take part in rallies on Monday in response to recent threatening language from President George W Bush. &lt;br&gt;
The reformist leader said it was more important than ever for Iranians to join demonstrations marking the founding of Iran's Islamic republic, "given the baseless, erroneous and insulting statements against Iran" by the US. &lt;br&gt;
President Khatami's call, broadcast on Iranian television, comes amid heightened tension between Iran and America after George Bush described Iran as part of an &lt;i&gt;'axis of evil'&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
Look what happened to the Earth...look what happened to Human race...Look what is the mankind destiny?

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9573095?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9573095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9573095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9573095' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9568470</id><published>2002-02-09T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-10T04:09:57.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;Some poem&lt;/h5&gt;
Do you like poem?? If you like ,you can read this poem its not bad that you read 
It  but I think its so hard to understand what poet want to said ,ok lets go and read 
That  I wish that you  enjoyment it ….. ok ohhh I forgot please don’t ask me how 
Singer this poem because I don’t now…
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1) Two hands,two feet ,two eyes,good.&lt;br&gt;
    As it should be ,but no seperation&lt;br&gt;
    Of the friend and your loving any dividing there&lt;br&gt;
    Makes untrue distinction like “ jew”&lt;br&gt;
    And “ Christian” ,and “muslim”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
2) Arms,legs and eyes come each in two,&lt;br&gt;
    but the lover and  beloved must be one but God &lt;br&gt;
only the pagan and heretic think them two.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
3) I cant tell my secret,&lt;br&gt;
   I have no key to that door,&lt;br&gt;
   Something keep me joyful,&lt;br&gt;
   But I cannot say what. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
4) In the shambles of love ,they kill only the best,&lt;br&gt;
none of the weak or deformed&lt;br&gt;
don’t runaway from this dying &lt;br&gt;
who evers not killed for love is carrion.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Ok now its sufficient I hope you understand but if don’t
Understand don’t worry because I cant understand pesian poem how as 
Engilish…
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9568470?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9568470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9568470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9568470' title=''/><author><name>sanaz</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9548242</id><published>2002-02-09T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-09T10:32:28.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm ill...I cought cold...very bad...I am weary, I feel pain in my bones,and could not sleep last night nightmares sorrounded me.A dream spined and spined in my brain.I can't illustrate the pain,for you.I thought I was trapped under debris of a  skyscracther ...My head is banging!. It seems it's going to wipe out ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9548242?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9548242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9548242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9548242' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9544084</id><published>2002-02-09T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-09T05:54:56.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;To end up with&lt;/h4&gt;

Everything seems to be going up these days. Prices are going
Up,and that makes the cost of living go up.those people whose 
Wages and salaries go up are fortunate they can manage,perhaps ,
To keep up with rising coats.
Population are going up,too , and if the word becomes overcrowded
There may be more wars. Then , when the atomic bombs are dropped,everything
Will go up in smoke and dust and it will be all up with civilization .
We must not give up hope , however,let us cheer up,and not look only on
The dark side. Even though troubles pile up ,good fortune will turn up occasionally
Servant may leaves so that we have to wash up after our meals, but we may still,
When the work is done, be able to put our feet up for a few minutes.We may ,when 
We go out in the car,find the roads up ,or so bad that our tyres go flat and have to be 
Pumped up.&lt;br&gt;
Yet… ,when we get home ,we may perhaps enjoy, if we sit uplate , a wonderful 
Broadcast of opera (ohh) from Milan or Rome .thing do look up sometimes.
Life is full ups and downs. We may feel depressed and fed up now,but good luck will turn up again soon .so, once again ,cheer up. Please think about that…….. thanks 
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9544084?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9544084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9544084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9544084' title=''/><author><name>sanaz</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9523807</id><published>2002-02-08T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-08T11:28:18.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today horoscope! &lt;br&gt;
&lt;h5&gt;Daily Overview&lt;/h5&gt;
Stay focused on others, even when you'd rather be having fun in your private universe. Ideally, there should be two of you. The Capricorn Moon keeps you rooted on the material plane, which right now is full of guests. 
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9523807?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9523807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9523807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9523807' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9523570</id><published>2002-02-08T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-08T11:21:46.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look at this.&lt;a href="http://www.nabavionline.com/enpage.asp?id=135"&gt;The rediculus &lt;i&gt; Persian service of Radio Israel &lt;/i&gt;has repeatedly broadcasted these parodies and even advertised them. Moreover...&lt;/a&gt;The funny staff of Israel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9523570?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9523570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9523570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9523570' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9523224</id><published>2002-02-08T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-09T05:57:51.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt; What God Will And Won't Ask&lt;/h3&gt;
 
 1. God won't ask what kind of car you drove, but will ask how &lt;br&gt;
 many people you drove who didn't have transportation.&lt;br&gt;
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 2. God won't ask the square footage of your house, but will ask &lt;br&gt;
 how many people you welcomed into your home.&lt;br&gt;
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 3. God won't ask about the fancy clothes you had in your closet, &lt;br&gt;
 but will ask how many of those clothes helped the needy.&lt;br&gt;
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 4. God won't ask about your social status, but will ask what &lt;br&gt;
 kind of class you displayed.&lt;br&gt;
 &lt;br&gt;
 5. God won't ask how many material possessions you &lt;br&gt;had, but will 
 ask if they dictated your life.&lt;br&gt;
 &lt;br&gt;
 6. God won't ask what your highest salary was, but will ask if &lt;br&gt;
 you compromised your character to obtain that salary.&lt;br&gt;
 &lt;br&gt;
 7. God won't ask how much overtime you worked, but will ask if &lt;br&gt;
 you worked overtime for your family and loved ones.&lt;br&gt;
 &lt;br&gt;
 8. God won't ask how many promotions you received, but will ask &lt;br&gt;
 how you promoted others.&lt;br&gt;
 &lt;br&gt;
 9. God won't ask what your job title was, but will ask if you &lt;br&gt;
 performed your job to the best of your ability.&lt;br&gt;
 &lt;br&gt;
 10. God won't ask what you did to help yourself, but will ask &lt;br&gt;
 what you did to help others.&lt;br&gt;
 &lt;br&gt;
 11. God won't ask how many friends you had, but will ask how &lt;br&gt;
 many people to whom you were a true friend.&lt;br&gt;
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 12. God won't ask what you did to protect your rights, but will &lt;br&gt;
 ask what you did to protect the rights of others.&lt;br&gt;
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 13. God won't ask in what neighborhood you lived, but will ask &lt;br&gt;
 how you treated your neighbors.&lt;br&gt;
 &lt;br&gt;
 14. God won't ask about the color of your skin, but will ask &lt;br&gt;
 about the content of your character.&lt;br&gt;
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 15. God won't ask how many times your deeds matched &lt;br&gt;your words,
 but will ask how many times they didn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9523224?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9523224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9523224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9523224' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9511987</id><published>2002-02-08T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-08T04:06:57.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Matrix and gnosticism&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;font size="5"&gt;W&lt;/font&gt;atching television,A program was being shown about sci-fi
movies. Some parts of &amp;quot;Matrix&amp;quot; also was shown.The scene Morpheus showed two blue
and red pills to Neo.He said &amp;quot;If you take the blue,you will be in your world with
your own opinons and idea,if take the red one you will remain in &lt;i&gt;wonder land &lt;/i&gt;and I will show
you where the rabbit's hole goes...&amp;quot;.After Neo got ready and saw the  magical
mirror which might be a dream as Morpheus told him.He touched the mirror and...You see a
hand tries to get rid of something? no, it's man just like a chicken who hatch the egg
,tears the matrix, is in.He removes the pipe out of his mouth and breathes
normally as we do...then the several scene later he heared the voice of a man and a woman
were talking about him,"Am I dead?" the young man asked ,"Far from it",Morpheus said.&lt;br&gt;
Why I narrated this the story -from my viewpoint of course- is going to say everyone
who tries to know then he will be the one and be an outstanding one.&lt;br&gt;
You can meet it in easterners' opnions and &lt;a href="http://www.britannica.com/eb/article?eu=37862&amp;tocid=2750&amp;query=gnosticism"&gt;gnosticism &lt;/a&gt;particularly in Iranian poets' poem as &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.britannica.com/eb/article?eu=39548&amp;tocid=0&amp;query=hafez"&gt;Hafez&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I may write more about the Iranian peots and their poems,but there is a problem that my
English is poor. :"&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9511987?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9511987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9511987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9511987' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9484766</id><published>2002-02-07T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-07T11:14:27.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> For begin: I dont know what I must to write but I think for begin its not bad that we write about mind ,thought ,and .... 
ok we start about our mind in university and ..... 
this started out as a first -- the first year of the thunderbirds,as the old Spartants change their plumage and their image. We entered the computer age with a new typesetting machine
in the print shop, a Wang computer in math department and computerized record in the registrar's office.that meant for the first time we had to figure out what a "zap number" was.
horse and ranch management and metric education were added to curriculum.....now it's sufficient  but its trailer...
..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9484766?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9484766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9484766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9484766' title=''/><author><name>sanaz</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9480207</id><published>2002-02-07T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-07T11:15:31.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;TeamWork&lt;/h4&gt;I've told you that I'd invited a friend to accompany me in this blog.She asked if I might change the Blog name into &lt;i&gt;Flame&lt;/i&gt;.I tried but the name was usd before and there was no way.I told her but she relpied me!"Hey Why it should be called archer?it's your name!"
(Attention : my name is not archer it's a nickname I choose it instead of my real name&lt;i&gt; Arash&lt;/i&gt;) what should I tell her? I said to her It's not my name so take it easy and second my name your name or others name what's diffrence? Someone said "&lt;i&gt;Mine &lt;/i&gt;And&lt;i&gt; Yours&lt;/i&gt; is start of every fight!" Let's be today qoute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9480207?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9480207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9480207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9480207' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9479959</id><published>2002-02-07T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-10T10:34:04.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;OK!&lt;/h4&gt; at last This is it! you are looking at the final? I don't know it may be changed in future if does not looks good as must do.
Why I choose this color I like this color also the &lt;i&gt;blue &lt;/i&gt;spectrum like purple.I designed a web site for &lt;a href="http://www.khaatam.com"&gt;company&lt;/a&gt; in summer and used the same color and spectrum you see.
I have designed another &lt;a href="http://www.taminn.com"&gt;site &lt;/a&gt; used blue colors it would be an interanet but they put it on www 2 years ago.
Every time I visit that site! :"&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9479959?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9479959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9479959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9479959' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9473541</id><published>2002-02-07T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-07T10:55:22.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to &lt;i&gt;suicide&lt;/i&gt;! It seems too hard to have a nice blog! perhaps for the first time I'm trying to do something needs more time than I spend for it.Anyway I'm about to design! a nice template .Another thing I recalled is I invited someone who may you read something from to accompany me in this logging but it's obvious she's not interested ,either be or not to be that's not a question now!
Later I'll ask her to write something.
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9473541?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9473541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9473541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9473541' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3318893.post-9446174</id><published>2002-02-06T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-06T10:57:02.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a test! I don't know what to write nothing is in my mind to put on page!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3318893-9446174?l=archer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9446174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3318893/posts/default/9446174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archer.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9446174' title=''/><author><name>Archer</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></entry></feed>
