<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post37237132310475242..comments</id><updated>2008-07-23T19:26:02.741+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Ken Armstrong Writing Stuff: Put Your Damned Indicator On!</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/feeds/37237132310475242/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html'/><author><name>Ken Armstrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127</uri><email>kfelix@eircom.net</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1372196440666945811</id><published>2008-07-23T19:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T19:26:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks all!I think I'm the pedestrian from hell.</title><content type='html'>Thanks all!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I think I'm the pedestrian from hell.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/1372196440666945811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/1372196440666945811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html?showComment=1216837560000#c1372196440666945811' title=''/><author><name>Ken Armstrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15819071348724553321'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-37237132310475242' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/37237132310475242' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-2218254350628644107</id><published>2008-07-20T05:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T05:57:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Its getting more and more dangerous to cross the r...</title><content type='html'>Its getting more and more dangerous to cross the road anymore. Its like they will hand a drivers license out to anyone who is old enough to hold himself properly at the urinal. &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Glad you made it out alive :)&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Justin</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/2218254350628644107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/2218254350628644107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html?showComment=1216529820000#c2218254350628644107' title=''/><author><name>JUSTIN</name><uri>http://www.finishwriting.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-37237132310475242' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/37237132310475242' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-5629772095570198682</id><published>2008-07-17T20:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:14:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You should have tried growing up in  Detroit--wher...</title><content type='html'>You should have tried growing up in  Detroit--where men love their cars, and the cars love them back.  Drivers in Detroit don't stop for nothing, they don't signal for nothing, and they're not afraid of driving in snow.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Don't you dare try to cross the road walking in Detroit.  The cars are not stopping.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;In the Motor City, cars rule.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/5629772095570198682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/5629772095570198682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html?showComment=1216322040000#c5629772095570198682' title=''/><author><name>Matthew S. Urdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423237354496730048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04441260316799868524'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-37237132310475242' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/37237132310475242' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-2633451791027112587</id><published>2008-07-17T16:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T16:18:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>i so can relate. i actually had an encounter with ...</title><content type='html'>i so can relate. i actually had an encounter with a driver like that few hours ago, he turned right without giving a signal. i shouted, "use that signal indicator!" at him while i was crossing the street.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/2633451791027112587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/2633451791027112587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html?showComment=1216307880000#c2633451791027112587' title=''/><author><name>chorva</name><uri>http://www.chorva.net</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-37237132310475242' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/37237132310475242' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-3260484939272161562</id><published>2008-07-16T14:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T14:12:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When I was learning to drive, my Dad told me, "The...</title><content type='html'>When I was learning to drive, my Dad told me, "There is no such thing as driving on the offense...it's all defensive.  You have to defend yourself against the other idiots who don't believe in the rules of the road."&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Sounds like that might pertain to walking where you live.  :)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/3260484939272161562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/3260484939272161562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html?showComment=1216213920000#c3260484939272161562' title=''/><author><name>hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03306622656461205674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17802157740316963099'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-37237132310475242' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/37237132310475242' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1082418561705129863</id><published>2008-07-16T11:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:32:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>But Ken, you mean that some people in the Republic...</title><content type='html'>But Ken, you mean that some people in the Republic /do/ know how to use indicators?!!!!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Ahem. Maybe it's just the Donegal ones that come over the border that don't know how - they certainly don't use them much on roundabouts, but then I suppose that's because until 10 years ago, there were very few roundabouts in Donegal (and no people, I'm not joking or casting aspersions (much)).</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/1082418561705129863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/1082418561705129863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html?showComment=1216204320000#c1082418561705129863' title=''/><author><name>Catherine @ Sharp Words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12988193118089559894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-37237132310475242' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/37237132310475242' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-5770341699146489433</id><published>2008-07-15T13:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:34:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, so I shouldn't wave when I drive by?  Sorry, i...</title><content type='html'>OK, so I shouldn't wave when I drive by?  Sorry, it was just so exciting to see you.......</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/5770341699146489433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/5770341699146489433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html?showComment=1216125240000#c5770341699146489433' title=''/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15059528663560612371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06119893364230700860'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-37237132310475242' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/37237132310475242' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-4525194504900835159</id><published>2008-07-15T02:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T02:23:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>lmao, ken, thanks for making me laugh......I need ...</title><content type='html'>lmao, ken, thanks for making me laugh......I need it today! :)&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;We miss you dreadfully.....get done with the damn holiday already!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/4525194504900835159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/4525194504900835159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html?showComment=1216084980000#c4525194504900835159' title=''/><author><name>glam</name><uri>http://www.indiedesign.typepad.com/inspire_emotion/</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-37237132310475242' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/37237132310475242' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-7004039629275632782</id><published>2008-07-15T02:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T02:03:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfect time for the one-finger wave-back!</title><content type='html'>The perfect time for the one-finger wave-back!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/7004039629275632782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/7004039629275632782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html?showComment=1216083780000#c7004039629275632782' title=''/><author><name>Ferd</name><uri>http://web.mac.com/ferdcrotte/The_Best_Parts/Blog/Blog.html</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-37237132310475242' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/37237132310475242' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-7244519479009160380</id><published>2008-07-15T01:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:53:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL But don't you see? She succeeded in making an ...</title><content type='html'>LOL But don't you see? She succeeded in making an impression on you because here you are making a blog post about her! If I didn't know any better... I'd say she's stalking you... you might want to be careful and remember these strangers who wave at you from their cars.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/7244519479009160380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/7244519479009160380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html?showComment=1216083180000#c7244519479009160380' title=''/><author><name>fragileheart</name><uri>http://www.fragileheart.com/journal/</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-37237132310475242' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/37237132310475242' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-2358126868276179312</id><published>2008-07-14T22:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:55:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cudda, wudda, shudda...</title><content type='html'>Cudda, wudda, shudda...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/2358126868276179312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/2358126868276179312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html?showComment=1216072500000#c2358126868276179312' title=''/><author><name>Jim Murdoch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08721841301608362062'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-37237132310475242' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/37237132310475242' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-5205908186938236846</id><published>2008-07-14T18:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T18:13:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>He he he...I can imagine you blowing off steam...a...</title><content type='html'>He he he...I can imagine you blowing off steam...at the waving lady..funny post.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/5205908186938236846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/5205908186938236846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html?showComment=1216055580000#c5205908186938236846' title=''/><author><name>Jenaisle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16609925272840089993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03170158494415567003'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-37237132310475242' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/37237132310475242' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-3855842909059839946</id><published>2008-07-14T17:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:43:00.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah life in the big city. Sounds like fun dodging 2...</title><content type='html'>Ah life in the big city. Sounds like fun dodging 2000 pound metal vehicles with 120 Horsepower that little old ladies with out a clue are operating.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;What's not to like?&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Beamer</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/3855842909059839946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/37237132310475242/comments/default/3855842909059839946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html?showComment=1216053780000#c3855842909059839946' title=''/><author><name>Beamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469206563586636730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/01/put-your-damned-indicator-on.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-37237132310475242' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/37237132310475242' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>