<?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-36650694.post3554273193314716014..comments</id><updated>2009-11-27T08:47:50.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Sorin's Blog - tango, motorcycles and misc other: He doesn't ask me to dance (anymore). Why?</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3554273193314716014/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36650694/3554273193314716014/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorinsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-doesnt-ask-me-to-dance-anymore-why.html'/><author><name>Sorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02550848418513002853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36650694.post-5479823199948589640</id><published>2009-05-25T13:41:25.973-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:41:25.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good to know just where one stands with you. Perha...</title><content type='html'>Good to know just where one stands with you. Perhaps you will learn one day just how wrong one can be about strong preferences...and how closed and small one can become under these guidelines.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36650694/3554273193314716014/comments/default/5479823199948589640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36650694/3554273193314716014/comments/default/5479823199948589640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorinsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-doesnt-ask-me-to-dance-anymore-why.html?showComment=1243284085973#c5479823199948589640' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://sorinsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-doesnt-ask-me-to-dance-anymore-why.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36650694.post-3554273193314716014' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36650694/posts/default/3554273193314716014' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36650694.post-6004108786039513965</id><published>2009-05-08T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:24:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is another type of leader who really gets of...</title><content type='html'>There is another type of leader who really gets off on introducing newer followers to the dance, and when they get better, and are dancing a lot, he does not ask her anymore.  Maybe he is afraid now that she has grown, that she will notice that he has not. &lt;br /&gt;P.S. If someone is my friend in the formative time, they stay my friend in the tango world.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36650694/3554273193314716014/comments/default/6004108786039513965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36650694/3554273193314716014/comments/default/6004108786039513965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorinsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-doesnt-ask-me-to-dance-anymore-why.html?showComment=1241814240000#c6004108786039513965' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13814965814308408209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://sorinsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-doesnt-ask-me-to-dance-anymore-why.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36650694.post-3554273193314716014' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36650694/posts/default/3554273193314716014' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36650694.post-608555764295183316</id><published>2009-05-05T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T06:42:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, that is unfortunate but it happens. For me, ...</title><content type='html'>Well, that is unfortunate but it happens. For me, as I got more experienced, I developed pet peeves and strong preferences. People I used to like dancing with, I don't anymore. I dance with people for two reasons, either I like dancing with them, and/or I'm helping them get better. If I don't like dancing with them and I don't think they are progressing (or they are progressing in another direction), why would I dance with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the follower who is "ditched" can try to figure out what is it that stops him from dancing with her, and work on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never expect a follower to dance with me if she didn't enjoy it. Regardless on how much she (thinks she) owes me.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36650694/3554273193314716014/comments/default/608555764295183316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36650694/3554273193314716014/comments/default/608555764295183316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorinsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-doesnt-ask-me-to-dance-anymore-why.html?showComment=1241530920000#c608555764295183316' title=''/><author><name>Sorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02550848418513002853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00108362367689165414'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://sorinsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-doesnt-ask-me-to-dance-anymore-why.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36650694.post-3554273193314716014' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36650694/posts/default/3554273193314716014' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36650694.post-7029980339690471794</id><published>2009-05-05T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T04:48:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What about the beginner leader who is tolorated by...</title><content type='html'>What about the beginner leader who is tolorated by the more experienced follower but who then ditches the follower who danced with him while he was learning to be better. Friendships established in early formative years don't mean much in the tango world... and that is too bad.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36650694/3554273193314716014/comments/default/7029980339690471794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36650694/3554273193314716014/comments/default/7029980339690471794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorinsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-doesnt-ask-me-to-dance-anymore-why.html?showComment=1241524080000#c7029980339690471794' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://sorinsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-doesnt-ask-me-to-dance-anymore-why.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36650694.post-3554273193314716014' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36650694/posts/default/3554273193314716014' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>