<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Randi on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/randi/</link><description>Recent content in Randi on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2005 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/randi/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Tricked, Transformed and Tied</title><link>/stories/2005/03/11/tricked-transformed-and-tied/</link><pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2005/03/11/tricked-transformed-and-tied/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Tricked, Transformed and Tied by Randi&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; By the time I started the fall of my second year of university,
I was involved in a long running on-again-off-again thing with a lady named
Lisa.  She went to another school in the area, and lived at home with
her parents.  She was five feet seven inches tall, reddish-brown hair,
and medium build.  She was artistic, impulsive by nature, multi-faceted,
and a lot of fun to be with.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>