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    <title>Who was that guy?</title>
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      <title>&quot;Emotions run high and the body weeps...&quot;</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 23:03:29 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>What's that line from?  Anyone?  Actually I don't remember the name of the movie, but it was a ridiculous Nicolas Cage/ Meg Ryan movie that came out while I was in college... City of Angels!  That's it!  The memory is the first thing to go...
They say that the 30's are the new 20's... which means I'm back to where I started 10 years ago.  Not sure how I feel about the new me just yet.  I wanted to run screaming from my 20's (that was some rough stuff) but not necessarily into the arms of my 30's.  That's kind of like sliding down a razorblade into a pool of saltwater.  But no matter how... (more)</description>
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      <title>Wanna nominate me for teacher of the year?</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 26 Oct 2007 20:22:23 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Do you ever say anything you just can't take back?  And trying to fix it only digs the hole deeper?  I do this daily, if not multiple times per day.  It's part of my charm, I think.   
For example, yesterday, I asked a kid if his jacket was a Transformers jacket.  He said, &quot;Yeah.  Pretty rad, huh?&quot;  So instead of saying &quot;yes,&quot; I said, &quot;Yeah... rad.  My boyfriend would love it.  He's a HUGE nerd... not that you are... it just that... well...um... he's nearly 40!  He shouldn't like your jacket! Transformers are toys!  Not that you're a kid!&quot;  ...shoot me now!
And SOMETIMES you say something... (more)</description>
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      <title>Gross, foggy day</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2007 20:00:48 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Whoa-- flashing pop-up!  Wait a minute while I get some construction paper and a piece of tape... Just don't have the strength to log out and log back in--again--, so I'm going to block it physically.  
Whew.
It's like someone hovering half an inch from your face and saying, &quot;I'm not touching you!!!!!&quot;  How can you be expected to blog with that thing in your face?  Geez.
OK, now that that's taken care of...   I can't remember what I was going to blog.  I have a very funny friend who used to say, &quot;If I learn one more thing, I'm going to forget how to drive.&quot;  As if the practical knowledge... (more)</description>
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      <title>I'm taking a poll...</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 12 Oct 2007 20:08:17 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Can I get a &quot;hallelujah!&quot; if you're glad it's Friday?...
I'm requesting a favor.  If you're reading this, I 1) probably know you pretty well (you're probably one of 10 people or so) and 2) trust your opinion.  I need help thinking of a topic for a workshop I am supposed to teach.  Let me give you the break-down:
There is a technique that is used in a certain program at many schools across the nation (AVID, for those who know or care) that gets kids to learn to be critical thinkers and voice their opinion.  This technique is called socratic seminar.  Now, I missed most of this summer... (more)</description>
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      <title>If there's one thing I can't stand...</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 23:07:03 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I feel like I will always be at the &quot;kiddie table&quot; no matter how old I get.  I mean, I'm almost 30, and I literally DO sit at the kiddie table during holiday meals at my Grandma's house.  We've got some tenured folks taking up the real seats... Anyway, I have been trying to act more my age lately.  I am steadily paying off my debts, I am working through an identity theft situation without the help of my parents (thank you), I bought my first pair of Naturalizers this year; not to mention I will actually BE 30 YEARS OLD in a month.  Sheesh!  Just because I am not married with a couple of pups... (more)</description>
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      <title>It might be a tumor...</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 28 Sep 2007 22:13:37 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>When I was a kid I occasionally got monster headaches, and as I grew into adulthood I would look back and imagine that those were probably migraines.  But I don't really know.  I have rarely had a headache that a nap, cold compress or a couple of advil couldn't fix since... until this week.  I have had a headache since Wednesday.  And, mind you, it's not the kind that leaves a person curled-up in the fetal position vomiting, but it has been nagging, ever-present, causing my brow to furrow (which is not my most attractive look) and making me replay that Arnold Schwartzanegar (sp?) line, &quot;It's... (more)</description>
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      <title>More odd compliments... I think.</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 19:33:39 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>About half-way through class today, one of my hispanic students looked up at me with his head tilted and eyes squinted as if he were just seeing me properly for the first time.  A veil had been lifted from his eyes...
...and he said, &quot;Miss?...&quot;
&quot;Yes?&quot;
&quot;Are you hispanic?&quot;
&quot;No, Julian.  I'm not.  I'm white.&quot;
&quot;Well... take away the blonde hair...  Yes. You could be hispanic.  You've got what it takes.&quot;
&quot;Gracias.&quot;
&quot;De nada.&quot;
I never found out exactly &quot;what it takes&quot; but I have a feeling I should just accept it and move on.</description>
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      <title>Where my gays at?</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2007 19:34:16 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>At the risk of sounding incredibly Kathy Griffin-like, I love m' gays!  
I worked a Saturday afternoon shift at GAP this past weekend.  One of my favorite boys came up (out of the blue... he was working in the baby department and I was in the adult section) and just blurted out, &quot;You look really good.  I mean it.  You're all Cosmo these days.  Last year, you just looked like sh** all the time.  I mean that too.  But, good for you-- you're fantastic.&quot;  And then he disappeared as fast as he had appeared.
I think I was just standing there, scratching my head wondering if I had just received a... (more)</description>
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      <title>Did you know that John Denver was really from Texas?</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 21 Sep 2007 21:13:39 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>After I graduated from college I moved to Denver for approximately one year at the suggestion of my very cool cousin, Jeff.  Jeffie and his wife Monica let me move in and live with them for about 6 months until eventually I found a roommate and an apartment.  Monica owned a lending business and I worked as a loan officer for her and worked with some really neat small town banks.  I drove my car through mountain passes, over rocky streams to obtain signatures on documents.  Charming.  But I digress.  Anyway, I knew that I had student loan debts coming due and that I would need additional... (more)</description>
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      <title>If I moved to Spain, I could take a siesta.</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2007 19:36:45 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I can't believe it's taken me this long to mention the cowboys of color rodeo!  Not this past weekend, but the weekend before, Vic and I headed out to the COC rodeo at Will Rogers.  I will say this: although, perhaps not as action-packed as the &quot;regular&quot; rodeo, the COC was tons more entertaining for me.  I mean, where else can you find real cowboys and hear Rick James at the same time?  They played &quot;The Humpty Dance&quot; during calf roping competition.  The man selling programs had on a hybrid cowboy boot/ sneaker combination.  The commentators did voice-overs of the internal monologues of the... (more)</description>
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