<?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-20949468</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:52:27.573-06:00</updated><category term='randomness'/><category term='I have friends'/><category term='REALLY??'/><category term='hello'/><category term='news'/><category term='books'/><category term='Family'/><category term='bring on the new'/><category term='random-ness'/><category term='Homesick'/><category term='daily intel'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='boys'/><category term='puppies'/><category term='awesomeness'/><category term='kissing'/><category term='Asia'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='90&apos;s'/><category term='packing'/><category term='Obamarama'/><category term='farting'/><category term='Coffee'/><category term='why be blue'/><category term='Singapore'/><category term='Wandering Aimless'/><category term='Chicago'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='Sascha'/><category term='goodbye'/><category term='9 to 5'/><category term='craigslist'/><category term='cranky'/><category term='Me-ness'/><category term='tv'/><category term='on the road'/><category term='kids'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='Drinking'/><category term='we&apos;re-not-calling-it-a-depression'/><category term='the aughts'/><category term='New York'/><category term='happy doc'/><category term='Cubs'/><category term='crush'/><category term='VPisms'/><category term='politics'/><category term='BlagoCrazy'/><category term='Bush'/><category term='Library'/><category term='Why I&apos;m single'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='$$$'/><category term='2010'/><category term='music'/><category term='awkward'/><category term='school'/><category term='old school'/><category term='the el'/><category term='Bald Eagle'/><category term='Greatest Company Ever'/><category term='let ellen and portia be married'/><category term='obvious things'/><category term='Not a Fan of the GOP'/><category term='words'/><category term='the view'/><category term='food'/><category term='Chicago Crazy'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='religion'/><category term='messy'/><category term='nyc'/><category term='writing'/><category term='changes to come'/><category term='Mom'/><category term='late night'/><category term='essaying'/><category term='ny times'/><title type='text'>Playing with Words</title><subtitle type='html'>"I have only words to play with" ~Nabokov</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>161</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-462334470600712883</id><published>2010-07-28T07:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T07:51:38.129-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 to 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><title type='text'>My life in Sing and the first installment of my Asian travels</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;       I work long hours.  I'm in before 9am (sometimes 8) and I leave anywhere between 6:30 and 9pm.  Except on Fridays.  Fridays, we have a happy hour in the office, it starts at 4pm.  Sometimes I start at 4, sometimes I start at 5.  Always, once I pick up a glass of wine, I don't work again until Monday morning.     Some days I'm frustrated and I hate my job.  It can be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/462334470600712883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=462334470600712883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/462334470600712883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/462334470600712883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-life-in-sing-and-first-installment.html' title='My life in Sing and the first installment of my Asian travels'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-2776151485343755058</id><published>2010-06-20T03:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T03:48:17.115-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homesick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><title type='text'>What  I did the weekend of Vesak Holiday in Singapore and What I didn’t do the Weekend of Memorial Day (</title><summary type='text'>What  I did the weekend of Vesak Holiday in Singapore (Thursday May 27 - Sunday May 30 2010)The last Friday in May, in Southeast Asia (and Singapore in particular) is Vesak day and a national holiday.  Apparently this is a celebration of the Budda's birthday, which like how the US celebrates holidays, means big sales in Singapore.  For me the weekend started Thursday night when a small group of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/2776151485343755058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=2776151485343755058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2776151485343755058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2776151485343755058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-i-did-weekend-of-vesak-holiday-in.html' title='What  I did the weekend of Vesak Holiday in Singapore and What I didn’t do the Weekend of Memorial Day ('/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-4074567290057263979</id><published>2010-04-11T21:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T22:07:40.623-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><title type='text'>Singapore so far ...</title><summary type='text'>SFO &gt; HKG &gt; SIN   These are long flights.  14 hours to Hong Kong, another 3 to Singapore.  I watched 4 movies.  Read a book, slept.  On my flight from Hong Kong I sat next to a gentleman from China who spoke no English and obviously couldn't read English.  The Embarkation card that the flight attendants passed out was in English.  He and I engaged in some sloppy and awkward sign language when he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/4074567290057263979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=4074567290057263979&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4074567290057263979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4074567290057263979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2010/04/singapore-so-far.html' title='Singapore so far ...'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-6483554052382879878</id><published>2010-04-01T15:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T15:48:55.498-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wandering Aimless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bring on the new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='packing'/><title type='text'>The little joys of packing and preparing to move to the other side of the globe</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;     I’ve learned a lot about in the past few weeks.  For instance, even if you believe that your apartment has been re-rented.  Check, double check, and check again.  Otherwise, four days before you leave you could be on the phone with the leasing director screaming and crying that they failed to inform you that the potential sub-leaser you sent them was rejected three weeks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/6483554052382879878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=6483554052382879878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/6483554052382879878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/6483554052382879878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-joys-of-packing-and-preparing-to.html' title='The little joys of packing and preparing to move to the other side of the globe'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/S7T_fVQbFAI/AAAAAAAAITQ/WWcdIE95-Zw/s72-c/2010-03-28+15.50.49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-1137054570027359264</id><published>2010-03-04T10:51:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T11:54:29.584-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greatest Company Ever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><title type='text'>Singapore, Here I come</title><summary type='text'>I’ve tweeted, buzzed and announced it on Facebook. But I haven’t blogged about it. I am moving to Singapore. For one year. I’ll be going back to the Greatest Company Ever. Working out of their office in Singapore.I wasn’t necessarily looking to move to Asia. I was actually networking for jobs on the East Coast. With my job situation not panning out, and missing my family too much, I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/1137054570027359264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=1137054570027359264&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1137054570027359264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1137054570027359264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2010/03/singapore-here-i-come.html' title='Singapore, Here I come'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-2868289140549825386</id><published>2010-02-16T10:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T10:20:47.667-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Goodbye to Good Time Charlie</title><summary type='text'>Good Time CharlieI first started working when I was ten (yes ten) babysitting. I believe that's illegal today. Then I worked at the snack food stand at the little league field. That was the summers I was 14 and 15. When I was 16, I started working in the local Public Library. And when I was 17, GapKids at the mall.But, my first office job was the summer between 11th and 12th grade. I interned for</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.huffingtonpost.com/susanna-speier/sex-scandal-politiku_b_461446.html' title='Goodbye to Good Time Charlie'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/2868289140549825386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=2868289140549825386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2868289140549825386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2868289140549825386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2010/02/goodbye-to-good-time-charlie.html' title='Goodbye to Good Time Charlie'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-641445090696501747</id><published>2010-02-01T12:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T12:20:47.755-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>Bloviating</title><summary type='text'>                      Bloviate Pronunciation: \ˈblō-vē-ˌāt\ Function: intransitive verb Inflected Form(s): blo·vi·at·ed; blo·vi·at·ing Etymology: perhaps irregular from blow Date: circa 1879: to speak or write verbosely and windily</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/BLOVIATE' title='Bloviating'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/641445090696501747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=641445090696501747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/641445090696501747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/641445090696501747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2010/02/bloviating.html' title='Bloviating'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-3405274210607193992</id><published>2010-01-28T18:42:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T15:52:02.675-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes to come'/><title type='text'>The Speed of 2010</title><summary type='text'>time is a concept.really. it's not a concrete thing.it's fluid.This year. This one, as in, the last 28 days (isn't that a movie about zombies? or is it rehab? curious that I chose the 28th day to blog) have been moving at two very distinct paces.s. l. o. w.andfastI started a new position at the job that I don't love. So, there's that. I'm now working 40 hours a week again. So I can worry less </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/3405274210607193992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=3405274210607193992&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/3405274210607193992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/3405274210607193992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2010/01/speed-of-2010.html' title='The Speed of 2010'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-7970072342067721364</id><published>2010-01-12T17:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:45:41.266-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greatest Company Ever'/><title type='text'>Google.cn</title><summary type='text'>Wow.I have been evasive on this blog in the past about who my former employer was, simply referring to it as the Greatest Company Ever. But it has now been three years since I left, so I will say it, it was Google.I loved working there. I drank the primary colored Kool-Aid. I worked with smart, ambitious, fun, extraordinary people. Often the hours were long. And sometimes, like any job, it was </summary><link rel='related' href='http://news.google.com/news/more?pz=1&amp;cf=all&amp;ncl=doJ-gJgveyPXDEMDl19CHJ-jXWM3M&amp;topic=b' title='Google.cn'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/7970072342067721364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=7970072342067721364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7970072342067721364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7970072342067721364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2010/01/googlecn.html' title='Google.cn'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-5088552402871009481</id><published>2009-12-31T12:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:41:06.497-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the aughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bring on the new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90&apos;s'/><title type='text'>10 years ago</title><summary type='text'>There is a meme on twitter right now, #10yearsago.This, well, it gave me pause, an epiphany-type moment. What I didn’t realize on December 31, 1999, was how much my life was about to change. I was aware in some obvious ways. I had just quit my job in Advertising and, in the New Year, was starting a new job and a new career in recruiting. I was in the midst of a messy, complicated break up. And I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/5088552402871009481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=5088552402871009481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5088552402871009481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5088552402871009481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/12/10-years-ago.html' title='10 years ago'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/Szzvc5t0CAI/AAAAAAAAH80/QAG6MTg2lJE/s72-c/10yrsagotweet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-8309019646333403233</id><published>2009-12-30T17:02:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T17:53:31.821-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the aughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bring on the new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><title type='text'>Goodbye to the Aughts</title><summary type='text'>Before Christmas I started to draft a decade retrospective blog entry. A listing of the things I said goodbye to in the last decade. Things like an answering machine, a landline, DC, New York, and people lost. I had envisioned it being part nostalgic, part sentimental, part, sad, part funny.But seriously, just the number of funerals that I went to in the past decade, was depressing. (btw, that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/8309019646333403233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=8309019646333403233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8309019646333403233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8309019646333403233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-to-oughts.html' title='Goodbye to the Aughts'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-6661887087075336691</id><published>2009-11-20T13:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:07:36.700-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 to 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='REALLY??'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VPisms'/><title type='text'>Things said in my office</title><summary type='text'>Overheard, the President talking to the Director of Operations:It's like we're working with a proctologist.My VP, speaking to me:Woman of a certain age are always talking.  Older woman, fifty-five and above.  Not at your age.  At your age they just look good.  Well, for another year or two.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/6661887087075336691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=6661887087075336691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/6661887087075336691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/6661887087075336691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-said-in-my-office.html' title='Things said in my office'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-3413106571105079818</id><published>2009-11-18T11:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T11:45:13.675-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let ellen and portia be married'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>‘With all due respect, ma'am, you can go jump off a bridge.'</title><summary type='text'>This story gives me hope for, well, our culture, kids today, and the eventual chipping away at prejudice in our society. Oh and that the constitution and the ideals on which is was founded are still kicking ass.A boy and his flagWill Phillips isn't like other boys his age.For one thing, he's smart. Scary smart. A student in the West Fork School District in Washington County, he skipped a grade </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.arktimes.com/articles/articleviewer.aspx?ArticleID=2f5d7a3b-c72a-446b-8d20-3823aa79c021' title='‘With all due respect, ma&apos;am, you can go jump off a bridge.&apos;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/3413106571105079818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=3413106571105079818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/3413106571105079818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/3413106571105079818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/11/with-all-due-respect-maam-you-can-go.html' title='‘With all due respect, ma&apos;am, you can go jump off a bridge.&apos;'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-1982510455864334997</id><published>2009-11-16T10:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T11:01:43.169-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why I&apos;m single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awkward'/><title type='text'>A Boy And A Girl In A Bar</title><summary type='text'>Saturday Night.Setting: The crowd from a Rugby house party has moved on to a sports bar in the Lakeview neighborhood in Chicago.  A boy and a girl are talking.  He’s attempting to flirt.  He’s bought her a drink.  After several minutes of conversation, he thinks things are going well, she thinks he seems nice, but another boy from the party walks into the bar.Girl (cutting him off from general </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/1982510455864334997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=1982510455864334997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1982510455864334997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1982510455864334997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/11/boy-and-girl-in-bar.html' title='A Boy And A Girl In A Bar'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-7415569934905050292</id><published>2009-09-24T12:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:07:47.632-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><title type='text'>You say it's your Birthday...</title><summary type='text'> My birthday is this coming Wednesday. Birthdays, for me, are a touchstone. They are a time to reflect on where I am in my life. I both love and hate birthdays. I mean, who doesn’t love cake? And gifts? And people celebrating YOU? I’ve been known to wear a tiara on my birthday. (The rest of the year I am not a Tiara kind of girl) And drink very large, very alcoholic drinks. Over the years </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/7415569934905050292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=7415569934905050292&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7415569934905050292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7415569934905050292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-say-its-your-birthday.html' title='You say it&apos;s your Birthday...'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/Srum1ib_kQI/AAAAAAAAHoE/nNhubwJOc68/s72-c/me+bowling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-1646804813057236134</id><published>2009-09-23T16:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T16:45:00.106-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 to 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VPisms'/><title type='text'>Who says things like that?</title><summary type='text'>My VP came up to me and whispered "See those are not challenges you have to deal with"I asked "What?"He replied, "Babies" and walked away.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/1646804813057236134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=1646804813057236134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1646804813057236134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1646804813057236134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/09/who-says-things-like-that.html' title='Who says things like that?'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-8117490087732105255</id><published>2009-09-18T14:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T14:23:07.383-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><title type='text'>What kind of puff piece does GoogleNews think I am?</title><summary type='text'> I don't know who GoogleNews thinks I am. But I don't like it. Lately, all my recommended news articles are all fluffy entertainment gossip. So, all week I've been clicking on hard news articles about Iran, Health Care, Afghanistan, Wall Street. Ok and maybe a review of Glee. And Gossip Girl. But also G20, the Olympic bid. Oh, and Kanye. Hmm, maybe GoogleNews does know me. Still, I don't like it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/8117490087732105255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=8117490087732105255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8117490087732105255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8117490087732105255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-kind-of-puff-piece-does-googlenews.html' title='What kind of puff piece does GoogleNews think I am?'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SrPdznoX5DI/AAAAAAAAHnM/UwFVFxVWAIQ/s72-c/googlenews.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-663271992780487943</id><published>2009-08-20T12:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T12:27:41.199-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 to 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VPisms'/><title type='text'>What is your definition of slow?</title><summary type='text'>My VP: People complain that these old computers are slow, but you just have to be patient. You can't rush it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/663271992780487943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=663271992780487943&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/663271992780487943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/663271992780487943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-is-your-definition-of-slow.html' title='What is your definition of slow?'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-4819833106272252678</id><published>2009-08-19T11:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T11:22:15.662-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee'/><title type='text'>Transference</title><summary type='text'>  Most mornings, when I’m too lazy to brew it myself, I stop at Starbucks. It’s not that I’m a fan of Starbucks (I think ya’ll know my favorite latte, where the foam is sublime), it’s really about proximity and convenience. It’s on my walk to the el.Everyone at that particular Starbucks is great. They are friendly and cheerful (not too cheerful), they remember me and my order. They are efficient.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.google.com/search?q=define%3A+transference&amp;rls=com.microsoft:en-us:IE-SearchBox&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;sourceid=ie7&amp;rlz=1I7ADBS_en' title='Transference'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/4819833106272252678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=4819833106272252678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4819833106272252678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4819833106272252678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/08/transference.html' title='Transference'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-7209971963457075864</id><published>2009-08-14T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T16:41:16.021-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 to 5'/><title type='text'>Full time headache</title><summary type='text'>Me: the last pay period was 10 business days.  You paid me for 78 hours.Payroll: you worked 78 hours.Me: but I’m full time.Payroll: you get paid the hours you work.Me: why don’t I get paid over time, like when I come in on Saturdays?Payroll: because you are full time employee.Me: then why wasn’t paid for 80 hours?Payroll: because you get paid for the hours you work.Do you understand why I have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/7209971963457075864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=7209971963457075864&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7209971963457075864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7209971963457075864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/08/full-time-headache.html' title='Full time headache'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-52864576571132838</id><published>2009-08-12T15:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:51:39.001-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 to 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VPisms'/><title type='text'>More from my VP's Office</title><summary type='text'>While I was sitting at my desk I heard him to say to one of my (male) co-workers, "Turn around.  Look at your butt.  You and your butt."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/52864576571132838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=52864576571132838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/52864576571132838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/52864576571132838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-from-my-vps-office.html' title='More from my VP&apos;s Office'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-3111113098895841714</id><published>2009-08-11T14:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:53:06.087-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 to 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VPisms'/><title type='text'>Things my VP has said to me:</title><summary type='text'>"You know how women are…""Mr. (Blank) is too nice, we're trying to make him more like Amy.""You know what they're like at that age." This was said to my colleague, who is my age.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/3111113098895841714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=3111113098895841714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/3111113098895841714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/3111113098895841714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-my-vp-has-said-to-me.html' title='Things my VP has said to me:'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-4975602587701938982</id><published>2009-06-10T18:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:28:16.013-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the el'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old school'/><title type='text'>Old school, like it’s 2004</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I experienced something horrifying. A day without my cellphone. It's such a naked, impotent feeling. The empty space in my purse, puffed out with loneliness, it's shape molded still from the missing phone.No music player to play Andrew Bird or Calvin Marty and the Sunken Ship. No internet. No email. No facebook. No texts. No twitter.I waited at the corner and actually watched the cars, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/4975602587701938982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=4975602587701938982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4975602587701938982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4975602587701938982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/06/old-school-like-its-2004.html' title='Old school, like it’s 2004'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-3269987550193659712</id><published>2009-05-26T18:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:33:43.117-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cubs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bald Eagle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drinking'/><title type='text'>What do an Eagle, Mr. T, Pirates and Ivy have to do with each other?</title><summary type='text'>Last night, I had quite the inaugural Bleacher experience.It started with me cranky and tired (as I am most days). Sunday, I spent too many hours drinking beers and cheering for the losing Blackhawks. Sunday was a perfect Memorial Day weekend. Crisp, sunny, full of sloshed jackasses (me included). But Monday, Monday I was exhausted a bit hungover and outside it was soggy and grey. Not a day (or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/3269987550193659712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=3269987550193659712&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/3269987550193659712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/3269987550193659712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-do-eagle-mr-t-pirates-and-ivy-have.html' title='What do an Eagle, Mr. T, Pirates and Ivy have to do with each other?'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/Shx7nGXV8QI/AAAAAAAAHDY/rQAwoENE2u8/s72-c/wrigley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-383528388174540135</id><published>2009-05-14T10:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:36:21.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What’s been going on since I haven’t been blogging:</title><summary type='text'>What I haven't been doing while I haven't been blogging:Eating healthyGetting publishedCleaning my apartmentDiscovering a cure for cancerWorking outDoing goodBeing selflessUpdating my resumeFinding a better paying, intellectually challenging jobFighting crimeMaking the world a better place What I have been doing while I haven't been blogging:TwitteringWorking my mundane low paying jobComplaining </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/383528388174540135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=383528388174540135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/383528388174540135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/383528388174540135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-been-going-on-since-i-havent-been.html' title='What’s been going on since I haven’t been blogging:'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-444348859163225599</id><published>2009-04-03T14:59:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:16:47.631-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why I&apos;m single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craigslist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random-ness'/><title type='text'>Riding the EL, Friday Fun, and my failed attempt at Missed Connections and proof that, Yes, I am a loser</title><summary type='text'> This morning, on the el, there was a man who I thought was, well, a hottie. But, for me, the el is about commuting, not being hit on. That, and I am a big old shy loser, out in the world, when I don’t have a drink in my hand and I’m not standing in a bar.It isn’t that often that I see someone on the street that I find attractive. Actually, it’s rare anywhere, not just on the street. So, this </summary><link rel='related' href='http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/mis/1105237865.html' title='Riding the EL, Friday Fun, and my failed attempt at Missed Connections and proof that, Yes, I am a loser'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/444348859163225599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=444348859163225599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/444348859163225599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/444348859163225599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/04/riding-el-friday-fun-and-my-failed.html' title='Riding the EL, Friday Fun, and my failed attempt at Missed Connections and proof that, Yes, I am a loser'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SdZub-hw-UI/AAAAAAAAG_E/XKTnXO1Lb7k/s72-c/craigslist.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-3623334122652507833</id><published>2009-04-03T14:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T14:10:54.132-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily intel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not a Fan of the GOP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obvious things'/><title type='text'>Um, Yeah, OBVIOUSLY</title><summary type='text'>Sex on Skates Opens Up to Tyra About Unsafe Sex4/3/09 at 2:53 PM Why Levi Johnston would agree to give his first big talk-show interview to Tyra Banks we'll never know, but we're delighted he did. Because no other TV host — or, God forbid, serious journalist — would have the kind of conversation she did during an episode taped this week, to air on Monday. In it, she doesn't let Levi's mumbled, </summary><link rel='related' href='http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2009/04/sex_on_skates_opens_up_to_tyra.html' title='Um, Yeah, OBVIOUSLY'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/3623334122652507833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=3623334122652507833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/3623334122652507833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/3623334122652507833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/04/um-yeah-obviously.html' title='Um, Yeah, OBVIOUSLY'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-4059731820969007219</id><published>2009-04-03T11:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:37:13.746-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kissing'/><title type='text'>Word of the Day: Osculation</title><summary type='text'> What a scientific and boring sounding word …for something, one would hope, is not scientific and boring. (At least from one I can vaguely remember). Word of the day:osculation \os-kyuh-LAY-shuhn\, noun:The act of kissing; also: a kiss.He had engaged in nervous osculation with all three of Lord Flamborough's daughters.-- Thomas Sutcliffe, "The art of seduction, the skill of the tackle", </summary><link rel='related' href='http://dictionary.reference.com/wordoftheday/archive/2009/03/29.html' title='Word of the Day: Osculation'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/4059731820969007219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=4059731820969007219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4059731820969007219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4059731820969007219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/04/word-of-day-osculation.html' title='Word of the Day: Osculation'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-1592570260047470326</id><published>2009-03-30T12:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:23:47.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcohol Lubricated Locutions from Friday Night </title><summary type='text'> "Holy Crazy Sideburns""That's what happens when you a wear mock turtle neck on a date""I don't DO stupid."  "Well, I could probably 'DO' stupid, but it would be hard."  "It would have to be hard.""I could do stupid but only for a limited run.""I don't care, just get rid of it.""Oh, I have more to say."  "Oh, I know you do.""Because I was hilarious.""She said you forgot the rest of your outfit.""</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/1592570260047470326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=1592570260047470326&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1592570260047470326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1592570260047470326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/03/alcohol-lubricated-locutions-from.html' title='Alcohol Lubricated Locutions from Friday Night '/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-8756310357103176810</id><published>2009-03-26T11:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T11:28:36.719-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>word of the day: Propinquity</title><summary type='text'>propinquity \pruh-PING-kwih-tee\, noun:1. Nearness in place; proximity.2. Nearness in time.3. Nearness of relation; kinship.Following the race he took umbrage at Stewart's rough driving so early in the day, and the propinquity of the two drivers' haulers allowed the Kid to express his displeasure up close and personal.-- Mark Bechtel, "Getting Hot", Sports Illustrated, December 6, </summary><link rel='related' href='http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/Propinquity' title='word of the day: Propinquity'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/8756310357103176810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=8756310357103176810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8756310357103176810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8756310357103176810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/03/word-of-day-propinquity.html' title='word of the day: Propinquity'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-8830846570625396087</id><published>2009-03-25T17:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:06:59.610-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cranky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random-ness'/><title type='text'>Couple things that have been bugging me lately.</title><summary type='text'>Don't pee on the toilet seat. Really.When you are in the ladies room, don't spray so much perfume, that I end up smelling like your perfume.Drama. Can't we all just take a deep breath and relax?You don't always respond to my emails or return my phone calls, so don't whig out when I don't respond to yours.Please respond to my emails.Wait for people to exit the el before pushing your way on.Hurry </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.dailypuppy.com/' title='Couple things that have been bugging me lately.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/8830846570625396087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=8830846570625396087&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8830846570625396087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8830846570625396087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/03/couple-things-that-have-been-bugging-me.html' title='Couple things that have been bugging me lately.'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/ScqqW0_BbbI/AAAAAAAAG-Q/X4hxkjxGIlI/s72-c/puppy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-206174869294877516</id><published>2009-03-24T12:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T12:44:15.702-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>Word of the Day: Eclectic</title><summary type='text'>1eclec·ticPronunciation:\e-ˈklek-tik, i-\Function:adjectiveEtymology:Greek eklektikos, from eklegein to select, from ex- out + legein to gather — more at legendDate:16831: selecting what appears to be best in various doctrines, methods, or styles2: composed of elements drawn from various sources ; also:heterogeneous— eclec·ti·cal·ly \-ti-k(ə-)lē\ adverb</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/206174869294877516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=206174869294877516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/206174869294877516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/206174869294877516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/03/word-of-day-eclectic.html' title='Word of the Day: Eclectic'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-3194027752917010213</id><published>2009-02-22T11:52:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:19:47.354-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><title type='text'>Driving in Morrocco</title><summary type='text'>I haven't been blogging because 1. I've been hyper-focused on my jobsearch and 2. I've actually been working on other writing.  So in the meantime, here is an old essay that was part of my thesis:On a drive from Rabat to Marrakech, October 2002 Colorful stands selling pomegranates, apples, tangerines, eggplants and live chickens for slaughter line the highway.Most public restrooms, even in the </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.riadenija.com/english/english.htm' title='Driving in Morrocco'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/3194027752917010213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=3194027752917010213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/3194027752917010213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/3194027752917010213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/02/driving-in-morrocco.html' title='Driving in Morrocco'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SaGV59_KZDI/AAAAAAAAG8g/kIOje6Teuc8/s72-c/ontheroadmorrocco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-2634897185026418401</id><published>2009-02-07T10:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:32:30.918-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>Word of the Day</title><summary type='text'>It was pointed out the me last night that all the vowels are all in order.  I also like this word because I'm a smart ass(ie. facetious)  Also, it sounds like feces.  Really, I am a grown up.  Sometimes.FacetiousMain Entry:   fa·ce·tiousPronunciation:   \fə-ˈsē-shəs\Function:   adjectiveEtymology:   Middle French facetieux, from facetie jest, from Latin facetiaDate:   15991 : joking or jesting </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/facetious' title='Word of the Day'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/2634897185026418401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=2634897185026418401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2634897185026418401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2634897185026418401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/02/word-of-day.html' title='Word of the Day'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-6610094395559196473</id><published>2009-02-03T17:10:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:53:36.478-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obamarama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sascha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BlagoCrazy'/><title type='text'>I saw my shadow (and I wept)</title><summary type='text'>Randomness to follow (mostly thoughts from the past couple weeks):I love Obama.  We know that I love Obama.  I'm all about slurping up the Kool Aid.  And I was pretty damn happy about all of his nominations.  And then like dominoes, they keep falling.  Weird, right, that Hillary seems to be the least controversial.  Even with her husband cozing up to all those foreign nationals?   Apparently, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/6610094395559196473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=6610094395559196473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/6610094395559196473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/6610094395559196473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-saw-my-shadow-and-i-wept.html' title='I saw my shadow (and I wept)'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-6660402252378833516</id><published>2009-01-27T09:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:44:11.408-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><title type='text'>25 Random things about me</title><summary type='text'>It was brought to my attention by a step-3rd-cousin (I have a complex family) that I have been neglecting my blog.  (His exacts words were "Ho, get off the street and back in the library")So to kick start things I am sharing with you something I posted on Facebook.  I was "tagged" in a Notes game of tag.  You have to write 25 things about yourself and then tag 25 people and they then do the same.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/6660402252378833516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=6660402252378833516&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/6660402252378833516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/6660402252378833516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/01/25-random-things-about-me.html' title='25 Random things about me'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-7971987757529076738</id><published>2009-01-15T22:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:56:54.517-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random-ness'/><title type='text'>What is hidden in my closet?</title><summary type='text'>I am not an organized person.  And I'm a shopper (at least when I am employed and have a paycheck) On top of that, I am a pack rat.  I'm borderline a hoarder.  Alright, maybe I'm not that bad.  But, it's not good. I have clothes in my closet that I haven't worn in over four years.  I also took more than eight trash bags of stuff to salvation army when I moved out of New York over three years ago.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/cwl/lowres/cwln384l.jpg' title='What is hidden in my closet?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/7971987757529076738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=7971987757529076738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7971987757529076738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7971987757529076738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-is-hidden-in-my-closet.html' title='What is hidden in my closet?'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-8452104058953957467</id><published>2009-01-09T15:48:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T16:26:59.676-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BlagoCrazy'/><title type='text'>Blagorageous claims of the day</title><summary type='text'>He's being impeached because he tried to get pap smears for women.He is the reason some kid got a new kidney.He could have saved the housing crisis, but The House stood in his way (and made things worse), so you know, blame them if you lose your home.He has a Poem of the day desktop calendar.and I'm just curious about this sentence:"...let me close by doing something that I probably won't do much</summary><link rel='related' href='http://blogs.suntimes.com/sweet/2009/01/gov_blagojevich_post_impeachme.html' title='Blagorageous claims of the day'/><link rel='enclosure' type='text/html' href='http://blogs.suntimes.com/sweet/2009/01/gov_blagojevich_post_impeachme.html' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/8452104058953957467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=8452104058953957467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8452104058953957467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8452104058953957467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/01/blagorageous-claims-of-day.html' title='Blagorageous claims of the day'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-6819832469039018963</id><published>2009-01-06T14:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:02:25.297-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Making Noise in Public Library</title><summary type='text'>I had to watch a lot of Sesame Street when my brother was young.  Which is fine, except that we are eleven years apart in age, so when he was 2 and I was 13 I was watching a lot of Sesame Street.  There was one bit that I remember with Grover.  He was sitting on a mountain top wearing lederhausen and calling out "Echo" and listening to the return "Echo, echo, echo."  During this time my dad was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/6819832469039018963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=6819832469039018963&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/6819832469039018963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/6819832469039018963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/01/making-noise-in-public-library.html' title='Making Noise in Public Library'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-8803480739540025112</id><published>2009-01-06T13:46:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:08:34.808-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Roland Burris takes a break from the 3rd person</title><summary type='text'>This is what unsettles me about Roland Burris, he kept beginning sentences with "Roland Burris."I just have a hard time taking anyone serious who speaks in the third person.The other thing, and well, this is bigger, he appears to be surprised that anyone would have issue with him accepting the appointment.  If he had acknowledged that there is validity to everyone's concerns, it would almost feel</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.swamppolitics.com/news/politics/blog/2009/01/roland_burris_v_senate_showdow.html' title='Roland Burris takes a break from the 3rd person'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/8803480739540025112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=8803480739540025112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8803480739540025112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8803480739540025112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/01/roland-burris-takes-break-from-3rd.html' title='Roland Burris takes a break from the 3rd person'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SWO5TUJB60I/AAAAAAAAGhI/NLHyRxF0DVk/s72-c/Burris+outside+Capitol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-6018633663920957229</id><published>2009-01-05T16:11:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:52:12.749-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>The Public Library Is Stinky</title><summary type='text'>In an attempt to get out of my apartment (and you know bathe and get dressed) and take a break from my new obsessive news watching, I am blogging from the Chicago Public Library.  Usually I go to various coffee shops.  I have quite the knowledge of which ones have free wifi and which ones are loud, which ones quiet and who plays the best music.  But in an attempt to be economical (because let's </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.chipublib.org/' title='The Public Library Is Stinky'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/6018633663920957229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=6018633663920957229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/6018633663920957229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/6018633663920957229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/01/public-library-is-stinky.html' title='The Public Library Is Stinky'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-5592591583548152724</id><published>2009-01-02T15:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:39:08.843-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>cryptic notes</title><summary type='text'>As a writer (and in particular as someone with ADD), I do not always have a pen handy when I have an idea, so I have gotten into the habit of saving text drafts of ideas.  But frequently I forget what I was making notes about.  Following are some notes I made about story/essay/blog entry ideas:Olive (no idea.  Seriously, not one clue)What would be innocuous? (again, who knows?)Signs on Greenlawn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/5592591583548152724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=5592591583548152724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5592591583548152724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5592591583548152724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2009/01/cryptic-notes.html' title='cryptic notes'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-7844087685690580241</id><published>2008-12-30T20:02:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:26:25.589-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Projecting My Ridiculous Insecurities</title><summary type='text'>I returned home last night after almost two weeks on the East Coast at my parents house.  It was a week of drinking wine, napping, making fun of each other and board games.  All around a good holiday and great family time.When I got home I came home to a pissed off cat (she does not like it when I leave)  and an empty fridge.  To be honest, it wasn't empty.  What it did contain was rotting left </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/7844087685690580241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=7844087685690580241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7844087685690580241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7844087685690580241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/12/projecting-my-ridiculous-insecurities.html' title='Projecting My Ridiculous Insecurities'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-1975514751555056439</id><published>2008-12-28T09:31:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T09:41:09.203-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><title type='text'>Rerun</title><summary type='text'>I think it warrants a repeat...this was almost two years ago.  I was telling my family this story and it stills cracks me up.  I was, of course, kidding when I made the comment.  It was something I said frequently.  In addition, I would affect a vally girl accent while saying, but still someone quoted me.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://overheardinchicago.blogspot.com/2007/01/but-writing-them-is-totally-super.html' title='Rerun'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/1975514751555056439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=1975514751555056439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1975514751555056439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1975514751555056439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/12/rerun.html' title='Rerun'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SVedlR9bcQI/AAAAAAAAGeA/hm3rrN-OcTA/s72-c/overheard.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-9131275484434251068</id><published>2008-12-21T22:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:23:16.024-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>Word of The Day</title><summary type='text'>Time with my family made me think of this word.  Can't imagine why:Wisenheimer   Main Entry:wi·sen·hei·mer Variant(s):also wei·sen·hei·mer        \ˈwī-zən-ˌhī-mər\     Function:nounSmart AleckEtymology:2wise + -enheimer (as in family names such as Guggenheimer, Oppenheimer)Date:1904    </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/wisenheimer' title='Word of The Day'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/9131275484434251068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=9131275484434251068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/9131275484434251068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/9131275484434251068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/12/word-of-day_21.html' title='Word of The Day'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-5715834503849843589</id><published>2008-12-19T07:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T07:27:25.387-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sascha'/><title type='text'>Do your mother a favor...</title><summary type='text'>My mother called me last night.  She read my latest story, and this is what she had to say: "Can't you write anything happy?  Do your mother a favor and write something happy."Ugh.  Mothers.I didn't sleep last night.  Not at all.  I packed (last minute) did some tidying up in my apartment, explained to my cat that I will be gone for 10 days but that I am coming back and someone is checking in on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/5715834503849843589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=5715834503849843589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5715834503849843589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5715834503849843589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-your-mother-favor.html' title='Do your mother a favor...'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-1302924116379803031</id><published>2008-12-16T12:16:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:06:40.931-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Sometimes I write more than the random blog post</title><summary type='text'>My second published piece titled Molting is part of the current edition of Poeticdiversity.My first published piece Doors Closing was on Failbetter this summer.What was surprising to me is that I just googled my name and "Doors Closing" and came across this blog review of my story, which gave it 4 stars.  I had no idea it was out there.  Now I really do feel like a writer.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.poeticdiversity.org/main/prose.php?recordID=1358&amp;date=2008-12-01' title='Sometimes I write more than the random blog post'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/1302924116379803031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=1302924116379803031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1302924116379803031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1302924116379803031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-i-write-more-than-random-blog.html' title='Sometimes I write more than the random blog post'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-7654858618240056594</id><published>2008-12-15T17:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:43:03.393-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farting'/><title type='text'>It's beginning to smell a lot like winter</title><summary type='text'>I love the smoking ban.  I LOVE the smoking ban.  I remember my first morning after the New York smoking ban.  I woke with a hangover complete with headache, nausea and fuzzy teeth.  But my hair smelled like my shampoo.  My coat, well my coat had a whisper of a smoky smell from earlier pre-smoking ban nights but it didn't need a febreeze fogging in order to wear it to lunch.How quickly we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/7654858618240056594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=7654858618240056594&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7654858618240056594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7654858618240056594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-beginning-to-smell-lot-like-winter.html' title='It&apos;s beginning to smell a lot like winter'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-2375718374281043167</id><published>2008-12-11T14:42:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:35:26.486-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><title type='text'>It's a {Bleeping} Valuable Thing - the week so far</title><summary type='text'>what a week....EmbarrassingI started to read the complaint.  It's juicy Romance Novel addictive.  And horrifying.  And embarrassing.  And bleeping insane.HotI have a big time crush on Patrick Fitzgerald.  It started after the Scooter Libby trial when I saw him at the taping of Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me.  And after his press conference Tuesday it grew even bigger.  He's all kinds of hot when he's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/2375718374281043167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=2375718374281043167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2375718374281043167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2375718374281043167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-bleeping-valuable-thing-week-so-far.html' title='It&apos;s a {Bleeping} Valuable Thing - the week so far'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SUF-OlZMUQI/AAAAAAAAGc8/_MOrOgxi438/s72-c/blagojevich315budget082407f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-8085260437213910974</id><published>2008-12-08T16:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:19:41.793-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>You can teach an old dog new tricks (at least this old dog)</title><summary type='text'>Friday night, once again I got all fancy with makeup and high heels.  The heels were ridiculously high and a size too big.  Gel inserts and socks didn't make up for the extra room.  The slush on sidewalks didn't help either.  This blogger could only take tiny steps, slowly.  Now, you might be curious, why would someone buy shoes that are a size too big?  Some of you are already guessing the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/8085260437213910974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=8085260437213910974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8085260437213910974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8085260437213910974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-can-teach-old-dog-new-tricks-at.html' title='You can teach an old dog new tricks (at least this old dog)'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-2061537622332395474</id><published>2008-12-07T11:12:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:45:59.133-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I have friends'/><title type='text'>You Get Me...You Really Really Get Me.</title><summary type='text'>Maybe you are comfortable with who you are, secure in your “You-ness”  and confident in how you are perceived by others.  Me.  Well, I am and I’m not.  I am a complex mess of insecure and overconfident, but that’s more than a blog post, that’s a whole book of exploring essays and possibly hundreds of thousands of dollars in therapy.  But this weekend two things happened that made me realize that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/2061537622332395474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=2061537622332395474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2061537622332395474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2061537622332395474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-get-meyou-really-really-get-me.html' title='You Get Me...You Really Really Get Me.'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-7014500360570765816</id><published>2008-12-05T14:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T14:24:44.881-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random-ness'/><title type='text'>Twittering Too Much</title><summary type='text'>TwitterificUnemployment means a lot of time available to waste.  And for me, I waste on it online and watching tv, usually simultaneously.  I have become a news and blog junkie.  And twitter is not helping.  At all.At first my tweets were from friends.  One is a college friend who tweets every thought.  No matter how mundane.  All day long I read about how he can’t find a folder, has a meeting, </summary><link rel='related' href='http://twitter.com/andersonamy' title='Twittering Too Much'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/7014500360570765816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=7014500360570765816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7014500360570765816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7014500360570765816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/12/twittering-too-much.html' title='Twittering Too Much'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/STmK4Ka-III/AAAAAAAAGcU/XTlLOanLYhs/s72-c/twitter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-5107211328540014649</id><published>2008-12-05T00:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:21:00.921-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sascha'/><title type='text'>I wish I could sleep like my cat</title><summary type='text'>aren't you jealous?  doesn't she look cozy?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/5107211328540014649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=5107211328540014649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5107211328540014649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5107211328540014649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wish-i-could-sleep-like-my-cat.html' title='I wish I could sleep like my cat'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/STivkD_VVsI/AAAAAAAAGb4/NX-6Cw7DFuo/s72-c/Photo+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-5642236691964504325</id><published>2008-12-04T14:10:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T14:36:46.000-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ny times'/><title type='text'>High Brow Flatulence</title><summary type='text'>The best, the BEST thing about this article is that it is the #4 most emailed story on the nytimes.com website. (dailyintel)  SCIENCE / ENVIRONMENT     | December 04, 2008    As More Eat Meat, a Bid to Cut Emissions     By ELISABETH ROSENTHAL Farm emissions are being discussed during international talks on a new treaty to combat global warming.                                   Most Emailed1. The</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.nytimes.com/2008/12/04/science/earth/04meat.html?partner=permalink&amp;exprod=permalink' title='High Brow Flatulence'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/5642236691964504325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=5642236691964504325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5642236691964504325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5642236691964504325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/12/high-brow-flatulence.html' title='High Brow Flatulence'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/STg-0FnMRdI/AAAAAAAAGbw/Xdr-zyCRgQg/s72-c/pignytimes' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-5198454923707478622</id><published>2008-12-03T13:37:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:36:50.478-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obamarama'/><title type='text'>Shaving Your Beard Gets You A Cabinet Nomination</title><summary type='text'>Was it my imagination, or did the Chicago news anchors pretend to be surprised that Bill Richards got a nomination? On ABC they pointed out that he had been his competitor at one time.  Did they forget that he endorsed him too?  Wasn't it a forgone conclusion that he'd be somewhere in the Obama Administration?Am I missing something?  Is there a reason this nomination wasn't part of the Economic </summary><link rel='related' href='http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2008/12/bill_richardson.html' title='Shaving Your Beard Gets You A Cabinet Nomination'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/5198454923707478622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=5198454923707478622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5198454923707478622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5198454923707478622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/12/shaving-your-beard-gets-you-cabinet.html' title='Shaving Your Beard Gets You A Cabinet Nomination'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-7502126750981750661</id><published>2008-12-03T13:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:29:23.272-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>Word of The Day</title><summary type='text'>   While the stories I write are short, the stories I tell are long.  I've been called chatty and loquacious.  My conversations have been described as elliptical (lots of tangents and extraneous details but EVENTUALLY I get to the point). I now have a new word for my wordy speak:  ProlixMain Entry:pro·lix  Pronunciation:              \prō-ˈliks, ˈprō-(ˌ)\          Function:adjective Etymology:</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/prolix' title='Word of The Day'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/7502126750981750661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=7502126750981750661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7502126750981750661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/7502126750981750661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/12/word-of-day.html' title='Word of The Day'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-112009663336615860</id><published>2008-11-25T14:35:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:19:19.515-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Thankful for Chicago</title><summary type='text'>Things in Chicago for which I am thankful (and while I love them, I’m staying away from the obvious things like the Lake and the Cubs)The CTAIt’s like dating a bad boy or having that friend.  Unpredictable, frequently late,  crowded, frustrating.  But it serves a purpose.  And it’s worth it for those moments.  Like on the brown line when you cross the Chicago river or on the 145 or 146 on Lake </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/112009663336615860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=112009663336615860&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/112009663336615860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/112009663336615860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful-for-chicago.html' title='Thankful for Chicago'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-466408107517355874</id><published>2008-11-24T15:59:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T12:07:00.565-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kissing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late night'/><title type='text'>If You Want My Body And You Think I'm Sexy</title><summary type='text'>Thoughts on AttractionFriday night I got all dolled up (eye shadow, painful high heels and everything) to attend  a party.  At the beginning of the evening a friend and I were dud magnets.  If you are boring and not very attractive, you talked to us.  Even after we tried to politely make an exit by saying we were going to the bar, you asked us to get you a drink, or you followed us.  You  were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/466408107517355874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=466408107517355874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/466408107517355874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/466408107517355874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-you-want-my-body-and-you-think-im.html' title='If You Want My Body And You Think I&apos;m Sexy'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-2375445759879903612</id><published>2008-11-24T14:47:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:17:20.480-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we&apos;re-not-calling-it-a-depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='$$$'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obamarama'/><title type='text'>Mundane Monday Musings</title><summary type='text'>A Tale of Two Press ConferencesI watched two press conferences today.  The first was our current president.  Huddled a bit to his side and behind him was Paulson, looking a bit like Lurch.  At least that's what I first thought.  His shoulders slightly curved, his eyes darting around, his mouth closed as he nodded his way through Bush's speech; Paulson looked tall, creepy and awkward.  This is the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/2375445759879903612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=2375445759879903612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2375445759879903612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2375445759879903612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/11/mundane-monday-musings.html' title='Mundane Monday Musings'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-5952771134881781824</id><published>2008-11-21T12:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T13:07:22.972-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='$$$'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let ellen and portia be married'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> A bizarre and disturbing reflection of me. (and my internet habits) The google news recommended column cracks me up.  There have been days when it was all Obama all the time with the occasional Hilary popping up for variety sake.  Other times it has been all fluff and gossip with a random local Chicago story.  I'd like to fancy myself intelligent and urbane.  Someone who reads smart things and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/5952771134881781824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=5952771134881781824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5952771134881781824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5952771134881781824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/11/bizarre-and-disturbing-reflection-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SSb6oj1ym0I/AAAAAAAAGbM/7_1KmKLgw64/s72-c/goognewsforme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-5144419044142023609</id><published>2008-11-14T18:13:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:47:54.797-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essaying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'>I am not Helvetica</title><summary type='text'>Following is an essay I wrote this summer and read at a reading:I am not Helvetica.  But my laptop thinks I am.  My Macbook, if I’m being precise.  It’s new.  Semi new.  Well, it’s five months old.  But it doesn’t know me yet.  It knows me a bit.  The desktop picture is mine.  The alert sounds are the sounds I chose.  It tells me when I have new mail and knows to open my gmail with firefox.  It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/5144419044142023609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=5144419044142023609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5144419044142023609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5144419044142023609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-not-helvetica.html' title='I am not Helvetica'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SR4jDCcvQ8I/AAAAAAAAGaw/jo4Gfl_4mQc/s72-c/mereading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-410997845542456865</id><published>2008-11-13T15:40:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:35:24.522-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let ellen and portia be married'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily intel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why be blue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the view'/><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle</title><summary type='text'>I know, I know ...where the hell have I been?  Too much has happened since I last posted to play catch up (and lets be honest, I'm too lazy).But here are somethings that I've been contemplating lately (I almost said ruminating, but then I'd feel like I was stealing from Aaron Karo)On election night I was called an elitist by a McCain supporter (and at the time I thought a red stater - but in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/410997845542456865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=410997845542456865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/410997845542456865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/410997845542456865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-in-saddle.html' title='Back in the Saddle'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-4203401333034192703</id><published>2007-05-10T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:08:16.081-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 to 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Any minute now, I"m waiting for my real life to begin</title><summary type='text'>now what?I can't stop listening to Colin Hay.It hit me on the el today ...this is it.  I am no longer a student.  It feels different this time.  Maybe because I've already been out there in the real world.  I already have a two page resume and have paid rent and done the 9 to 5 shuffle, subway to cubicle to happy hour, five days a week.  and now, after a two year detour, I have to go back.but </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B0009CTVD6001007/0/104-0578845-4768710' title='Any minute now, I&quot;m waiting for my real life to begin'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/4203401333034192703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=4203401333034192703&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4203401333034192703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4203401333034192703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/05/amy-minute-now-im-waiting-for-my-real.html' title='Any minute now, I&quot;m waiting for my real life to begin'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-9049548700410179807</id><published>2007-04-26T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:07:52.613-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>You Don't Love Me Yet</title><summary type='text'>but I DO LOVE Jonathan Lethem.I loved Motherless Brooklyn.... and I LOVED The Fortress of Solitude.  In fact, I push the Fortress of Solitude on anyone who will listen.  I believe it's "The voice of my generation."His newest book ... You Don't Love Me Yet... I was worried I wouldn't like it.  It sounds flufflier in content then his previous books.  On it's surface it's about a struggling indi </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/You-Dont-Love-Me-Yet/dp/product-description/038551218X' title='You Don&apos;t Love Me Yet'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/9049548700410179807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=9049548700410179807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/9049548700410179807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/9049548700410179807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-dont-love-me-yet.html' title='You Don&apos;t Love Me Yet'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-5907213945274637881</id><published>2007-04-13T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:08:14.519-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><title type='text'>Goodbye to a legend...</title><summary type='text'>Like so many Americans, she was trying to construct a life that made sense from things she found in gift shops.   - Kurt VonnegutNovember 11 1922 - April 11 2007</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.iht.com/articles/ap/2007/04/13/arts/NA-A-E-BKS-US-Vonnegut-Appreciation.php' title='Goodbye to a legend...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/5907213945274637881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=5907213945274637881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5907213945274637881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5907213945274637881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/04/goodbye-to-legend.html' title='Goodbye to a legend...'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-8437093582759688749</id><published>2007-04-13T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:08:31.809-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>Word of the Day for Friday, April 13, 2007</title><summary type='text'>spoonerism \SPOO-nuh-riz-uhm\, noun:  The transposition of usually initial sounds in a pair of words.  Some examples:  We all know what it is to      have a half-warmed fish ["half-formed wish"] inside us.  ·  The Lord is a shoving leopard ["loving shepherd"].  ·  It is kisstomary to cuss ["customary to kiss"] the bride.  ·  Is the bean dizzy ["dean busy"]?  ·  When the boys come back from France</summary><link rel='related' href='http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/spoonerism?r=10' title='Word of the Day for Friday, April 13, 2007'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/8437093582759688749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=8437093582759688749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8437093582759688749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8437093582759688749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/04/word-of-day-for-friday-april-13-2007.html' title='Word of the Day for Friday, April 13, 2007'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-8617667931109038180</id><published>2007-04-04T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:08:52.127-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Happy Passover</title><summary type='text'>To our Jewish brethren out there... happy passover and a tasty seder</summary><link rel='related' href='http://kosherfood.about.com/od/sedermenurecipes/a/seder_trad.htm' title='Happy Passover'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/8617667931109038180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=8617667931109038180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8617667931109038180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8617667931109038180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-passover.html' title='Happy Passover'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-4658459756339138792</id><published>2007-03-28T01:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:09:07.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Don't mess with these kids today</title><summary type='text'>Young carjacking heroine shines on TVBY KATHLEEN McGRORYThe Allapattah girl who swatted a carjacker with a schoolbook and saved her little brother can now add another line to her résumé: TV starSix-year-old Briana Castillo and her mother, Atheysha Diaz, were featured Tuesday afternoon on the nationally syndicated daytime talk show, The Ellen DeGeneres Show. At the end of the show, DeGeneres </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.miamiherald.com/459/story/48154.html' title='Don&apos;t mess with these kids today'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/4658459756339138792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=4658459756339138792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4658459756339138792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4658459756339138792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/03/dont-mess-with-these-kids-today.html' title='Don&apos;t mess with these kids today'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-1417762659016129971</id><published>2007-03-16T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:09:22.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>words are fun to say</title><summary type='text'>i spent the afternoon babysitting a charming 1 1/2 yr old girl.at lunch time I served her mac &amp; cheese, peas, cantaloupe, tofu and milk.it's fun to say cantaloupe-cantaloupe-cantaloupe-cantaloupe-loupe-loupe-loupe.and toe-foooo.  go on, say it...toe-fooooo.and then peas - peas - peas peas.and mmm-mmmm Milk.cantaloupe-cantaloupe-cantaloupe-cantaloupe-loupe-loupe-loupe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/1417762659016129971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=1417762659016129971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1417762659016129971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1417762659016129971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/03/words-are-fun-to-say.html' title='words are fun to say'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-563589482577288027</id><published>2007-03-15T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:09:45.073-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy doc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>art school lemonade</title><summary type='text'>the happy doctor and i talked about my writing (what i write about, how i write, where the inspiration comes from)I realized that although I write fiction, generally through my writing I'm working something out in life.He said, so that's how writing fits in your life.and I thought about it, and said, I think of it as how I use my life in my writing.lemons to lemonade.life into art.a bad day turns</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/563589482577288027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=563589482577288027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/563589482577288027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/563589482577288027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/03/art-school-lemonade.html' title='art school lemonade'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-8416557300060364650</id><published>2007-02-27T00:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:34:09.311-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>why i haven't been blogging</title><summary type='text'>this is my last semesterI'm worried about having enough for my thesisI'm working on two (maybe a third?) story ...see previous post (word of the day) also, was working on a screenplay with another hilarious friend from school - although we haven't gotten together to write in a couple weeksI've started reading for just good fun again (sounds contradictory - I'm a writer after all - oh for this one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/8416557300060364650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=8416557300060364650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8416557300060364650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8416557300060364650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-i-havent-been-blogging.html' title='why i haven&apos;t been blogging'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/RePUwX4eHII/AAAAAAAAANk/LO7TmZfhmlA/s72-c/Sascha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-4952455748646983561</id><published>2007-02-08T14:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T14:53:16.586-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>Word of the Day... idee fixe</title><summary type='text'>This is what happens to me sometimes when I’m writing a story….     idee fixe \ee-day-FEEKS\, noun:     An idea that dominates the mind; a fixed idea; an obsession.        The reality of obsession -- its incessant return to the same few themes, scenarios and questions; its meticulous examination and re-examination of banal minutiae for hidden meanings that simply aren't there; the cancerous way </summary><link rel='related' href='http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/idee%20fixe' title='Word of the Day... idee fixe'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/4952455748646983561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=4952455748646983561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4952455748646983561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4952455748646983561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/02/word-of-day-idee-fixe.html' title='Word of the Day... idee fixe'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-2122052319858294222</id><published>2007-02-02T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T15:30:11.285-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>On the Road Again</title><summary type='text'>I'm in New York this weekend to say Happy travels and all that to a dear friend who is moving with her husband to Singapore. Since I am unemployed again and still a grad student ... I took the shuttle bus from LGA to the Port Authority. On the bus was a young girl from Sarasota with her friend and what I gather is her Uncle David, who lives in New York. The girl was here to audition for colleges,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/2122052319858294222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=2122052319858294222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2122052319858294222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2122052319858294222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-road-again.html' title='On the Road Again'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-791914507997147851</id><published>2007-01-27T16:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T16:54:35.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Horoscope for Libra</title><summary type='text'> You could be quite productive today, but your accomplishments may be more creative than practical. Everything you touch now has the potential of turning into an artistic project. Although this could be lots of fun, you must be careful not to spread yourself too thin or you will end up more frustrated than fulfilled.   Saturday, January 27, 2007    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/791914507997147851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=791914507997147851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/791914507997147851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/791914507997147851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/01/todays-horoscope-for-libra.html' title='Today&apos;s Horoscope for Libra'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-4730979094332061166</id><published>2007-01-27T16:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T14:53:30.174-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Go Long...</title><summary type='text'>It's a new semester.  And I had my first meeting with my adviser (well, one of my advisers) and we talked about the work that I've done in the past and what I am working on now.  She's thinks I have miscategorized myself as a short fiction writer ... she thinks I have larger projects in me...that I have global views on my stories and my characters ...and in her words there are "neighborhoods </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/4730979094332061166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=4730979094332061166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4730979094332061166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/4730979094332061166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/01/go-long.html' title='Go Long...'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-411626920756399580</id><published>2007-01-25T15:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:03:11.323-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><title type='text'>The Happiest Depressed Person You Know</title><summary type='text'>That was a how a friend described me when I told I told her I was going to start therapy.  But as my Happy Doctor put it, I've had a complicated life and there's a lot going on.  Apparently I'm so crazy, I need to meet with him twice a week.It's a strange experience talking about yourself for an hour and not have the other person reciprocate, well not really reciprocate so much as just ask you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/411626920756399580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=411626920756399580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/411626920756399580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/411626920756399580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/01/happiest-depressed-person-you-know.html' title='The Happiest Depressed Person You Know'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-5727893380146740567</id><published>2007-01-16T17:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T14:54:01.210-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>words...glorious words</title><summary type='text'>Imprecation:~noun  act of imprecating; cursinga curse; malediction  Dictionary.com Unabridged (v 1.1)Based on the Random House Unabridged Dictionary, © Random House, Inc. 2006  </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/Imprecation' title='words...glorious words'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/5727893380146740567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=5727893380146740567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5727893380146740567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5727893380146740567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/01/wordsglorious-words.html' title='words...glorious words'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-2905812476143202534</id><published>2007-01-12T10:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:36:17.863-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><title type='text'>Me Overheard in Chicago</title><summary type='text'>I'm a bit sarcastic at times.  And self deprecating.  and often times I talk in a fake valley girl voice whilst mocking myself.  But I always assume my friends know when I'm kidding... I never think about what other people on the el might be thinking...</summary><link rel='related' href='http://overheardinchicago.blogspot.com/2007/01/but-writing-them-is-totally-super.html' title='Me Overheard in Chicago'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/2905812476143202534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=2905812476143202534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2905812476143202534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2905812476143202534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/01/me-overheard-in-chicago.html' title='Me Overheard in Chicago'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/Rae-5YyUuNI/AAAAAAAAAAg/nOl7v6d_3YE/s72-c/overheard.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-3546202797685206659</id><published>2007-01-11T20:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:36:39.858-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>he's a bit dumb, in my opinion</title><summary type='text'>When a whole nation is roaring Patriotism at the top of its voice, I am fain to explore the cleanness of its hands and purity of its heart.     Ralph Waldo Emerson, Journals, 1824</summary><link rel='related' href='http://abcnews.go.com/Politics/wireStory?id=2788612&amp;CMP=OTC-RSSFeeds0312' title='he&apos;s a bit dumb, in my opinion'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/3546202797685206659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=3546202797685206659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/3546202797685206659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/3546202797685206659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/01/hes-bit-dumb-in-my-opinion.html' title='he&apos;s a bit dumb, in my opinion'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-90608659538358097</id><published>2007-01-10T11:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:34:09.643-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>A virtual Musical world</title><summary type='text'>This site was recommended to me by a friend. I have only just signed up. So my testimonial is by proxy. But I trust her. Apparently this is set up kind of like netflix, it reads the music you listen to and compares your music preferences to other users prefrences and makes recommendations. You can also link to friends and it shows you what your neighbors are listening to ... it's another virtual </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.last.fm/' title='A virtual Musical world'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/90608659538358097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=90608659538358097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/90608659538358097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/90608659538358097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/01/virtual-musical-world.html' title='A virtual Musical world'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/RaUhOIyUuMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/P7bBv9Qhe7Q/s72-c/lastfm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-8435042909197931508</id><published>2007-01-09T15:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T15:47:49.133-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>Oxymoron</title><summary type='text'>The Word of the Day for January 09 is:oxymoron \ahk-sih-MOR-ahn\ noun  : a combination of contradictory or incongruous words      Example sentence:   "That's an oxymoron!" said Joanne, when she heard the DJ describe the song as an "instant classic."     Did you know?The Greeks exhaustively classified the elements of rhetoric, or effective speech and writing, and gave the name "oxymoron," </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.merriam-webster.com/cgi-bin/audio.pl?oxymor01.wav=oxymoron' title='Oxymoron'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/8435042909197931508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=8435042909197931508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8435042909197931508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/8435042909197931508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/01/oxymoron.html' title='Oxymoron'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-5948545251711413628</id><published>2007-01-07T22:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T13:05:23.379-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>iPod ennui no more</title><summary type='text'>Apparently this happens to quite a few people, but my love for my iPod (and my music) is cyclical.  When it was new and unscratched and ready for downloads, I was a like a crack addict, always on the hunt for new songs.  It was during my move from New York to Chicago, and while I was surrounded by half packed boxes, I would spend more time than I had to waste downloading music.  I was obsessed.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/5948545251711413628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=5948545251711413628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5948545251711413628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/5948545251711413628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/01/ipod-ennui-no-more.html' title='iPod ennui no more'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-2279532568946296745</id><published>2007-01-06T13:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T14:54:18.091-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Home again...In love again</title><summary type='text'>I've done a lot of blogging about my writers block.  The other day I came across something I wrote in the fall about my frustrations with my writing:       It’s like going from loving someone to not.     I was a writer then I wasn’t.  The words stopped.    They used to hang out inside my head.    Between meetings and phone calls, walking down the street, sentences knocked around with the rhythm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/2279532568946296745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=2279532568946296745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2279532568946296745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/2279532568946296745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/01/home-againin-love-again.html' title='Home again...In love again'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-1153313892320709873</id><published>2007-01-04T23:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:04:24.993-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random-ness'/><title type='text'>Good Bye to 2006 ~ onward for a new year</title><summary type='text'>2006 ~ it was the best of times it was a the worst of times.a friend recently, when talking about a year he spent abroad during undergrad, commented that it was a great year and he could live it over and over again ~ groundhog day style.  Which gave me pause, because, a whole year?  I thought back over my life ... my, well, a few decades on this earth.  And I can think of days, weeks, even months</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/1153313892320709873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=1153313892320709873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1153313892320709873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/1153313892320709873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-bye-to-2006-onward-for-new-year.html' title='Good Bye to 2006 ~ onward for a new year'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-116553316013793184</id><published>2006-12-07T16:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:05:05.286-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><title type='text'>Things I saw last weekend in San Fran and San Jose</title><summary type='text'>This was at my company Holoiday party ...it was insane...I don't konw if you can see it ...but there's a man floating in the air ...And this is me shooting a cork gun... I should point out that I didn't hit one target...and that was after five triesThis is my mom's cat, rolling around in the mulch.  not sure why, but she was having fun.And my Mom's Dogs..looking pretty after coming back from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/116553316013793184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=116553316013793184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/116553316013793184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/116553316013793184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/12/things-i-saw-last-weeked-in-san-fran.html' title='Things I saw last weekend in San Fran and San Jose'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-116292105497531896</id><published>2006-11-07T11:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:07:03.055-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>on the road again</title><summary type='text'>(This ones for you JW.) Why, although I do it ALL the time, I hate traveling:stocking feet with the inevitable hole in the big toe or at the heel, on slick linoleum airport floorspeople who put their shoes back on right at the point on the security conveyor belt where your stuff comes out, causing blockage from the line of people behind them, and forcing me to stand in my stocking feet just that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/116292105497531896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=116292105497531896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/116292105497531896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/116292105497531896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/11/on-road-again.html' title='on the road again'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-116163428855952913</id><published>2006-10-23T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:15:50.518-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><title type='text'>where'd he go?  where'd who go?</title><summary type='text'>not sure why i haven't been blogging ... still dealing with 'block'age.  but i have great advisors who encourage me and give me assignment (reading and writing) to try and make writing fun for me again... in the past month ... i had a birthday ... threw myself a party...had a friend visit... adopted a cat (pictured left) ...said cat then went into heat (which is really quite a sight to see)... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/116163428855952913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=116163428855952913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/116163428855952913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/116163428855952913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/10/whered-he-go-whered-who-go.html' title='where&apos;d he go?  where&apos;d who go?'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-115887974470782391</id><published>2006-09-21T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:21:47.084-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>and now back to our regularly scheduled programming</title><summary type='text'>So ... back to school.and once again ... a word from our sponsors:I'm taking a class with Sarah Levine, one of the more popular professors at the art institute.  Her classes fill up fast and are hard to come by, it was luck that there was an opening and I slid in.  It's hard to  tell this early,  but  I think  she's  worth the hype:I'm also taking a class titiled "Travel Writing"  The professor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/115887974470782391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=115887974470782391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115887974470782391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115887974470782391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-now-back-to-our-regularly.html' title='and now back to our regularly scheduled programming'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-115801430660661546</id><published>2006-09-11T17:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T17:39:47.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering an  old friend and co-worker</title><summary type='text'>Patrick Sean Murphy Sometimes, you learn the most about someone from the silence. From what people who knew them best do not say. With Patrick Sean Murphy, they don"t talk about his job much, as successful as he was.No, those closest to him emphasize other pieces of his life. Because he did. They all say he had three loves: his family, basketball and fishing.Summer weekends at the family cottage </summary><link rel='related' href='http://memorial.mmc.com/pgBio.asp?ID=197' title='Remembering an  old friend and co-worker'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/115801430660661546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=115801430660661546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115801430660661546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115801430660661546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/09/remembering-old-friend-and-co-worker.html' title='Remembering an  old friend and co-worker'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-115558201215645950</id><published>2006-08-14T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:35:13.271-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><title type='text'>Nil aon tintean mar do thintean fein:  there's no fireside like your own fireside</title><summary type='text'>i'm baack.it's good to be home.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/115558201215645950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=115558201215645950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115558201215645950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115558201215645950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/08/nil-aon-tintean-mar-do-thintean-fein.html' title='Nil aon tintean mar do thintean fein:  there&apos;s no fireside like your own fireside'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-115506265960837743</id><published>2006-08-08T13:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:35:13.272-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><title type='text'>irish blogging to come...</title><summary type='text'>i will soon post:the dogs of Ballyvaughncollaborating ... otherwise known as ... the making of tron 4realworld- county clare :when writers stop being nice and start being realall the things i love about irelandall the passive aggressive ways the irish tell you to Feck offaran islands...falling in love with ireland againthe cows of county clare, the cows of innis mor and innis mainsynge'ing on a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/115506265960837743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=115506265960837743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115506265960837743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115506265960837743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/08/irish-blogging-to-come.html' title='irish blogging to come...'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-115506217668333369</id><published>2006-08-08T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:35:13.274-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><title type='text'>where's she been?</title><summary type='text'>and here: in Ballyvaughan</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/115506217668333369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=115506217668333369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115506217668333369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115506217668333369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/08/wheres-she-been.html' title='where&apos;s she been?'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-115506104136357820</id><published>2006-08-08T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:35:13.275-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><title type='text'>What she be saying?</title><summary type='text'>Where have I been?the burren college of art ....(not my pics btw ...)i am having issues with the internet connection in county clare ...and with blogger ...so bare with me...  will post more later</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/115506104136357820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=115506104136357820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115506104136357820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115506104136357820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-she-be-saying.html' title='What she be saying?'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-115316709825792665</id><published>2006-07-17T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:35:13.276-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><title type='text'>11:20 PM on a Thursday night in Dublin</title><summary type='text'> Yes, that's 11:20pm. Still some light in the sky... this was taken at the top of my street </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/115316709825792665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=115316709825792665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115316709825792665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115316709825792665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/07/1120-pm-on-thursday-night-in-dublin.html' title='11:20 PM on a Thursday night in Dublin'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-115316674111103136</id><published>2006-07-17T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:35:13.277-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><title type='text'>A few things to note</title><summary type='text'>I've met only one Patrick.    Seen only a couple redheads.     Gaelic is not "Irish". There is a separate Irish language; it's one of THE most ancient languages.    The Irish call soccer soccer, rugby rugby and football, well they have their own sport that they call football.     Policemen/cops are referred to as guards.    Your home is your "gaff"     If you are drunk, you are "locked" (let's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/115316674111103136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=115316674111103136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115316674111103136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115316674111103136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/07/few-things-to-note.html' title='A few things to note'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-115264689184265436</id><published>2006-07-11T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:35:13.278-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><title type='text'>Craic</title><summary type='text'>Definitions of craic on the Web:  (CRACK) conversation, chatwww.erinhart.com/glossary.htm Craic, is a pseudo-Gaelic spelling of the English slang term crack, meaning  good fun. Most commonly this word is associated with Ireland and its slang. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Craic</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.google.com/search?ie=UTF-8&amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;sourceid=deskbar&amp;q=define%3Acraic' title='Craic'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/115264689184265436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=115264689184265436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115264689184265436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115264689184265436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/07/craic.html' title='Craic'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-115264416660643587</id><published>2006-07-11T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:35:13.279-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><title type='text'>a Craic'ing good time ...otherwise known as my first irish week</title><summary type='text'>Ireland so far …My challenges have been:  dialing the phone. (sometimes      you add an 01, sometimes a 0 in front of a number) placement of the shift key on      the keyboard  I keep saying dollars instead      of euros Standing on the correct side      of the street when attempting to hail a cabCrossing the street (knowing      which way to look to check for oncoming traffic)Pronouncing things </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=craic' title='a Craic&apos;ing good time ...otherwise known as my first irish week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/115264416660643587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=115264416660643587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115264416660643587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115264416660643587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/07/craicing-good-time-otherwise-known-as.html' title='a Craic&apos;ing good time ...otherwise known as my first irish week'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-115205682292168385</id><published>2006-07-04T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:35:13.280-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><title type='text'>leaving on jet plane</title><summary type='text'>It's finally here...the day I leave for Ireland.My new passport didn't arrive until Monday.I didn't pack until this afternoon.But ... here I am at Ohare, waiting patiently for my bargained priced back of the plane window seat.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.peterpaulandmary.com/music/08-02.htm' title='leaving on jet plane'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/115205682292168385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=115205682292168385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115205682292168385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115205682292168385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/07/leaving-on-jet-plane_04.html' title='leaving on jet plane'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-115162141067234225</id><published>2006-06-29T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:35:13.281-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><title type='text'>Little Black Curly Hair</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I think of something that I want to write about and I make a note in a journal.I imagine it's kind of like m.lady's post its and notes that she has stuffed in pockets.Some are phrases that came to me or just a word to remind me of something or possible titles to stories.Here's some notes I've written recently:Life on an Ant FarmTouchThe night I was rejectedJourney songs at Happy HourHe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/115162141067234225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=115162141067234225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115162141067234225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115162141067234225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/06/little-black-curly-hair.html' title='Little Black Curly Hair'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20949468.post-115144970031620010</id><published>2006-06-27T18:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:40:41.814-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Like an old friend.</title><summary type='text'>I first read Sandra Cisernos (Woman Hollering Creek) two years ago.  I couldn't believe I'd never read her before, or that I hadn't even heard of her writing.  She's pretty amazing.  This week I picked up a copy of House on Mango Street, and wow. Now I remember how incredible her writing is …Her's an example of what she can do:My NameIn English my name means hope. In Spanish it means too many </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.sandracisneros.com/home.html' title='Like an old friend.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/feeds/115144970031620010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20949468&amp;postID=115144970031620010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115144970031620010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20949468/posts/default/115144970031620010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ionlyhavewordstoplaywith.blogspot.com/2006/06/like-old-friend.html' title='Like an old friend.'/><author><name>Player of words</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15535126809632263194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Guo30TOSzwI/SwbnvB6XlAI/AAAAAAAAHvU/NScCM76tk5U/S220/rollerme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
