<?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-19975941</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:09:04.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JULIEN</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-2004385462229230882</id><published>2007-04-08T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T21:38:12.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robyn Hitchcock playing at the Knitting Factory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wCNWt2vvWGQ/RhnDLTHB8hI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fH8PCvsRztg/s1600-h/IMG_5714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wCNWt2vvWGQ/RhnDLTHB8hI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fH8PCvsRztg/s400/IMG_5714.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051283055948460562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-2004385462229230882?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/2004385462229230882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=2004385462229230882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/2004385462229230882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/2004385462229230882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2007/04/robyn-hitchcock-playing-at-knitting.html' title='Robyn Hitchcock playing at the Knitting Factory'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wCNWt2vvWGQ/RhnDLTHB8hI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fH8PCvsRztg/s72-c/IMG_5714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-1952041569361249966</id><published>2007-04-08T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T21:31:52.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>William Kentridge/ The Magic Flute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wCNWt2vvWGQ/RhnBpzHB8gI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gIlQx5Pd1Fk/s1600-h/IMG_8076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wCNWt2vvWGQ/RhnBpzHB8gI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gIlQx5Pd1Fk/s400/IMG_8076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051281380911215106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-1952041569361249966?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/1952041569361249966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=1952041569361249966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/1952041569361249966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/1952041569361249966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2007/04/william-kentridge-magic-flute.html' title='William Kentridge/ The Magic Flute'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wCNWt2vvWGQ/RhnBpzHB8gI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gIlQx5Pd1Fk/s72-c/IMG_8076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-8211864627810292017</id><published>2007-03-07T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T09:16:31.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meredith Monk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wCNWt2vvWGQ/Re7zWOzShBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4qgwjcfqacQ/s1600-h/meredith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wCNWt2vvWGQ/Re7zWOzShBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4qgwjcfqacQ/s320/meredith.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039232596330054674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang on a Can All-Stars avec Meredith Monk au Merkin hall pret de Colombus Circle. Extraordinaire de voir et entendre  autant de jeunesse propulsser d'un corp aussi fluet avec autant de force et de delicatesse. Il y a des gens qui sont et seront la vraie avant garde quel que soit leur age. Magnifique.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-8211864627810292017?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/8211864627810292017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=8211864627810292017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/8211864627810292017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/8211864627810292017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2007/03/meredith-monk.html' title='Meredith Monk'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wCNWt2vvWGQ/Re7zWOzShBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4qgwjcfqacQ/s72-c/meredith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-117146259019778574</id><published>2007-02-14T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T06:16:30.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Arcade Fire at Judson Memorial Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6301/1988/1600/831312/IMG_8125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6301/1988/400/215629/IMG_8125.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Arcade Fire, hier sous la neige dans  l'eglise de Judson memorial Church, quelquechose de speciale, la voix de regine Chassagne, l'energie de Win Butler, tres peu de monde, les critiques et les aficionados, le bebe est nee, Neon Bible est en bonne sante! les Funerailles n'etaient qu'un debut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-117146259019778574?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/117146259019778574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=117146259019778574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/117146259019778574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/117146259019778574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2007/02/arcade-fire-at-judson-memorial-church.html' title='The Arcade Fire at Judson Memorial Church'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-117111808076310680</id><published>2007-02-10T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T06:47:41.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Robert Brown at Colombus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6301/1988/1600/86868/IMG_6922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6301/1988/400/957512/IMG_6922.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Allen Room au Lincoln Center, la plus belle vue de New York, a partager absolument.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-117111808076310680?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/117111808076310680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=117111808076310680' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/117111808076310680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/117111808076310680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2007/02/jason-robert-brown-at-colombus.html' title='Jason Robert Brown at Colombus'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-117071114763803291</id><published>2007-02-05T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T13:32:27.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmopolitisme et Multiculturalisme</title><content type='html'>Le cosmopolitisme implique qu’on appartienne profondément à une seule culture et que, par un patient travail, on amène cette culture au point d’universalité où elle peut rencontrer les autres, est le contraire exact du “multiculturalisme” qui consiste dans une simple juxtaposition de réalités hétérogènes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-117071114763803291?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/117071114763803291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=117071114763803291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/117071114763803291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/117071114763803291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2007/02/cosmopolitisme-et-multiculturalisme.html' title='Cosmopolitisme et Multiculturalisme'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-117017877451372496</id><published>2007-01-30T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T09:39:34.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Cage</title><content type='html'>« Tout ce que l’on voit, c'est-à-dire tout objet, plus le fait de le regarder, c’est un Duchamp. »&lt;br /&gt;John Cage&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-117017877451372496?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/117017877451372496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=117017877451372496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/117017877451372496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/117017877451372496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2007/01/john-cage.html' title='John Cage'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-116925013582655411</id><published>2007-01-19T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T08:47:13.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quelle partie de la memoire a le dessus?</title><content type='html'>Caro, comment puis je oublier tous ces moments de deconnades passer ensemble a rire, fumer en cachette, partager la même voiture pour le même lycée, les mêmes ragots, la meme maison et la meme famille, tous les soirs pendant deux ans. Comment puis je oublier cela  sans me heurter au mur personnellement infranchissable: tu n'as pas invite ta tante a ton mariage, ma mere, celle qui s'est occupe de toi, de moi , de nous pendant deux ans dans la meme maison? tu n'as rien dit tu as juste agis comme si elle n'existait pas? De toutes les decisions possibles (et il y en avait bien plus que deux), tu as consciencieusement choisis la pire! evitant la gamme de gris, la moderation, le consensus, tu as prefere frappe, faire mal!&lt;br /&gt;Chaque fois que je pense a toi, il y tous nos bons souvenirs qui emergent mais devant et juste devant, trone une  épaisse odeure dérangeante.  Je n'arrive pas a l'oublier ou bien la comprendre ou bien l'expliquer. Elle est la, ta decision, une veritable ombre sur notre passe. Qu'elle partie de la memoire a le dessus? c'est vraiment la question que j'essaye de resoudre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-116925013582655411?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/116925013582655411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=116925013582655411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116925013582655411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116925013582655411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2007/01/quelle-partie-de-la-memoire-le-dessus.html' title='quelle partie de la memoire a le dessus?'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-116541972003418745</id><published>2006-12-06T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T09:03:08.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pascal</title><content type='html'>J'ai rencontre Pascal hier, beau comme un italien, il m'a file un coup de poing dans l'estomac, la douleure est  toujours la. &lt;br /&gt;Je ne sais pas vraiment pourquoi, cela doit etre psychologique mais il a une facon de titiller ce qui est de plus noir en moi. Ca facon de se laisser tomber dans la societe, ne rien prevoir , vivre au jour le jour me stress. Sa vie me stress. Sa vie est d'autant plus stressante que l'enveloppe charnelle qui contient cette vie est charmante et enthousiaste. &lt;br /&gt;Je ne sais pas, je ne sais plus, c'est suremment freudien. Comme un frere qui fait toutes les choses que je m'interdis de faire, un double desepere et desesperant, il se fait dominer par la vie mais en detiens certains secrets. il sombre toujours plus profond dans cette ville en forme de sable mouvant.  J'ai encore mal a l'estomac, la douleure est toujours la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-116541972003418745?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/116541972003418745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=116541972003418745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116541972003418745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116541972003418745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2006/12/pascal.html' title='Pascal'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-116490184742565345</id><published>2006-11-30T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T07:50:47.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>une fille</title><content type='html'>Voila le sort de la famille viens de se cimenter en forme de pyramide inversee. La base, haut perche dans le ciel faite de filles et la pointe enfonce legerement dans la terre, l'homme. Une fille de plus dans la famille, Bertie viens de m'annoncer la bonne nouvelle hier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-116490184742565345?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/116490184742565345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=116490184742565345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116490184742565345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116490184742565345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2006/11/une-fille.html' title='une fille'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-116464176436344779</id><published>2006-11-27T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T07:37:57.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TV show for Children</title><content type='html'>Voila tout est en place, Bertie est la directeur editoriale, Dicken peut etre en charge de la supervision technique et moi de la production. l'idee et de faire repondre des scientifiques a des questions simples mais intrigantes posees par des enfants entre 5 et 10 ans. Les caracteres sont filmes sur un font vert (une animation est appliquee en post production). L'emission serait proposee comme un insert de 3 a 5 minutes qui peut etre diffuse entre les dessins animes ou emissions. J'aimerais faire cela pour mon anniversaire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-116464176436344779?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/116464176436344779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=116464176436344779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116464176436344779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116464176436344779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2006/11/tv-show-for-children.html' title='TV show for Children'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-116319429801917114</id><published>2006-11-10T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T13:31:38.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>la perte de la middle class photographique</title><content type='html'>la fin des annees 90 et Le debut des annees 2000 a ete la mise a mort de la classe moyenne photographique docummentaire. Une mort rapide, seche et ignoree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-116319429801917114?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/116319429801917114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=116319429801917114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116319429801917114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116319429801917114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2006/11/la-perte-de-la-middle-class.html' title='la perte de la middle class photographique'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-116302494623871383</id><published>2006-11-08T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T14:29:06.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schlimazel</title><content type='html'>Ma femme est une Schlimazel, on croise les doigts pour les deux enfants a venir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-116302494623871383?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/116302494623871383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=116302494623871383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116302494623871383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116302494623871383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2006/11/schlimazel.html' title='Schlimazel'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-116300978198262043</id><published>2006-11-08T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:16:22.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restaurant Cooperatif</title><content type='html'>L'idee est assez simple, elle consiste a donner la cuisine d'un restaurant a un chef "de famille". La personne s'engage a tenir un restaurant et un menu le temps d' une soiree. La condition sine qua non est  un menu fixe  a prix fixe. il/ils peut ajouter des  concepts (music,cabaret, etc...) Voila c'est la petite idee du jour a developper avec Manu pour Bouillabaisse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-116300978198262043?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/116300978198262043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=116300978198262043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116300978198262043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116300978198262043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2006/11/restaurant-cooperatif.html' title='Restaurant Cooperatif'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-116300039256048040</id><published>2006-11-08T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T07:39:52.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ne Pas Acheter Le Barbecue</title><content type='html'>Bientot la fin de l'annee et Paloma regresse a l'ecole. Elle fait sa petite jean val jean en mordant ses collegues de maternelle. Defiante vers son pere defiante vers sa mere. papa Freud et maman Dolto vont etre oblige de faire 2 semaines d'observation, afin d'en tirer des conclusions en formes de tours de babel morales. &lt;br /&gt;De l'autre cote  du mirroir madame B et Monsieur j ont beaucoup de mal a prendre la decision d'acheter un enorme Brownston a Park Slope. Faut il acheter le palazzio? le barbecue? grossir? se commercialiser? accepter cet etat de fin de capitalisme? ne pas le combattre? se laisser glisser dans la creme fraiche. Faut il? &lt;br /&gt;33 ans et toujours decider a ne pas acheter le Barbecue, combien de temps avant qu'un piano me tombe sur le bout du nez?&lt;br /&gt;Paloma je t'aime d'amordre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-116300039256048040?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/116300039256048040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=116300039256048040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116300039256048040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116300039256048040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2006/11/ne-pas-acheter-le-barbecue.html' title='Ne Pas Acheter Le Barbecue'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-116291275535683011</id><published>2006-11-07T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T07:19:15.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>le metro sans bertie</title><content type='html'>Je ne sais pas comment cela a t il pu se produire. Vraiment c'est un mystere? On est partis ensemble de la maison avec la petite, nos mais respectives sur la poussette et je me suis retrouve seul avec la petite dans le metro. Un de nous deux a attendus trop longtemps sur le quai, l'autre s'est glisse trop vite dans une rame. Bref, je suis la et las, deux heures plus tard a attendre Elle pour une reunion explicative. Vivemment dimanche.&lt;br /&gt;PS: Ah j'oubliais la maison n'est plus a vendre, adieu le brownstone sur Underhill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-116291275535683011?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/116291275535683011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=116291275535683011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116291275535683011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/116291275535683011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2006/11/le-metro-sans-bertie.html' title='le metro sans bertie'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19975941.post-113492391119702998</id><published>2005-12-18T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T08:38:31.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>le premier jour du blog</title><content type='html'>Le blog va commencer officiellement en janvier 2006.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19975941-113492391119702998?l=julienjourdes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/feeds/113492391119702998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19975941&amp;postID=113492391119702998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/113492391119702998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19975941/posts/default/113492391119702998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julienjourdes.blogspot.com/2005/12/le-premier-jour-du-blog.html' title='le premier jour du blog'/><author><name>julien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07406091144422531205</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
