<?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>Idea on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/idea/</link><description>Recent content in Idea on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2005 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/idea/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Musical Chairs</title><link>/stories/2005/10/12/musical-chairs/</link><pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2005/10/12/musical-chairs/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;It was a miserable wet and windy day and Don and I were glad to get
home after doing the week’s shopping.  As we were not planning to
do anything exciting over the weekend we picked up a couple of videos on
the way back from the mall.  That evening we sat back to watch the
first of them, the old 1968 sci-fi sex spoof classic Barbarella. 
I don’t know if you remember this film but at one point the heroine, Barbarella
(a young Jane Fonda), finds herself in a machine called an Orgasmatron. 
This machine is designed to cause the victim so much sexual pleasure that
it kills them with orgasmic overload.  Well it didn’t kill our hot
little heroine Barbarella – just the reverse, she ended up blowing up the
machine.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>