<?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-688278105433797353</id><updated>2011-08-15T13:28:35.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>These Wines I've Had</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesewinesivehad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/688278105433797353/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesewinesivehad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282824829204273248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOQg102yOoo/STgJw9ALo8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_yuG_S3sFzY/S220/IMG_7840.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-688278105433797353.post-8642222304438879249</id><published>2007-04-07T02:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T03:26:15.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1989 Petrus</title><summary type='text'>Here's the thing, wine is porn, but better.  I admit that there's an art to making wine, but drinking wine is pure pornography.  The purpose of drinking wine is to create joy, just like porn, but where porn is all pretty silly up until the brief climax where it inspires rapture, so to speak, wine creates happiness from the start.    Now, my disclaimer, I like wine quite a bit, but I'm no expert.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesewinesivehad.blogspot.com/feeds/8642222304438879249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=688278105433797353&amp;postID=8642222304438879249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/688278105433797353/posts/default/8642222304438879249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/688278105433797353/posts/default/8642222304438879249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesewinesivehad.blogspot.com/2007/04/1989-petrus.html' title='1989 Petrus'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282824829204273248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOQg102yOoo/STgJw9ALo8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_yuG_S3sFzY/S220/IMG_7840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
