<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 03:42:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Seriously. Whatever.</title><description>A random smattering of grumblings &amp; observations made by a madwoman.</description><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-507484912702625742</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 18:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-15T09:14:43.380-06:00</atom:updated><title>Hello, my pets.</title><atom:summary type='text'>Where have you been all my life? What's that you say? I'm the one that fell off the earth? What.ev.er. I've been here all along. Perhaps it's time to reset expectations. You see, I am lazy. Laaaazy, laaaazy lazy. Especially when it comes to publishing my court jester-like antics here for all the world to see. That's not to say that I have suddenly morphed into a well behaved, quieter, more </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-my-pets.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUZ5Fp7cdU8/SgxrwHfZ4II/AAAAAAAAA6Q/-WmWj6gFmbo/s72-c/India+2009+494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-9006761747920376331</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 04:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-25T23:29:13.586-07:00</atom:updated><title>Deep Thoughts from my Sick Bed to You</title><atom:summary type='text'> Hairy siberian huskies are the funniest dogs ever, even when they do things they aren't supposed to - like climbing on the furniture while you are watching TV so they can BE.RIGHT.NEXT.TO.YOU. Gary Cooper was the hottest movie cowboy ever, and the best company a girl can have when she's laid up on the sofa with typhoid mary.Divorcing that dill hole was the best decision I ever made (she says </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/11/ten-things-i-know-for-sure-or-deep.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUZ5Fp7cdU8/SSzjUcxTaYI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/vnhopH7w48A/s72-c/naughty+dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-972550880252183967</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2008 05:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-21T23:21:26.637-07:00</atom:updated><title>Noticable Silence</title><atom:summary type='text'>So, you may have wondered why I haven't added my two cents about the election here. Or about anything going on in this roller-coaster environment right now...because, well, if you know me, you know I am a politics whore and can't shut up about it. I may have even been accused of judging a few of my peeps who didn't see eye-to-eye with me. But whatever. That's a total lie.Ok - so probably, you </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/11/noticable-silence.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-3701526399041490671</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 23:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-17T16:15:52.250-07:00</atom:updated><title>Public Service Announcement</title><atom:summary type='text'>Ahh...another thrilling installment of my Emergency Blogcast System:Unless you want me to CRAWL UP IN YOUR HAIR AND POO in it, you will NEVER, EVER purchase and display this kind of crap in your home:Thank you.</atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/11/public-service-announcement.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUZ5Fp7cdU8/SSH6wokfNbI/AAAAAAAAAoA/CvxDhDmQC_0/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-3620635920152654762</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2008 01:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-12T18:53:06.792-07:00</atom:updated><title>Spotted Today: Endangered Species</title><atom:summary type='text'>Something rarely seen around here:If you squint, you can see angels descending from heaven singing "laaaaaa"!!!</atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/11/spotted-today-endangered-species.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUZ5Fp7cdU8/SRuIEsQ5HVI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Qq_Tu_jN7Rc/s72-c/Gas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-143498585401287035</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 21:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-11T20:03:32.599-07:00</atom:updated><title>Wanted: Muse</title><atom:summary type='text'>Let's take a moment to discuss the white elephant that has parked his happy ass right on top of this blog. He walked in, saw a glaring vacancy, and decided that this would be his new home. No one else was using it, right? Stupid squatter.The problem is that when he decided to set up camp on my blog, he also sat right on top of my head. And squished out any of the blog post inspiration that I may </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/11/wanted-muse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUZ5Fp7cdU8/SRpDD32mwpI/AAAAAAAAAnw/TYY6PINzu_w/s72-c/boots.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-5645732783024708208</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 23:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-28T22:08:52.496-06:00</atom:updated><title>More African Antics - Part Trois</title><atom:summary type='text'>Ok - so that last one was probably only funny to me. How about this instead?Left to right: Maxwell (..."call me Max"...), Suleman, and Washington.


</atom:summary><enclosure type='video/mp4' url='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=605b2096fa8819d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-african-antics-part-trois.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-7198942164411453498</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 22:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-28T17:01:44.659-06:00</atom:updated><title>More African Antics</title><atom:summary type='text'>


How about we venture together again into the realm of hysterical 15 year old boys? Ahh. I love these guys.   </atom:summary><enclosure type='video/mp4' url='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3ffd0e9056debe9a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-african-antics.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-6411459520850365747</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 19:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-26T14:39:20.440-06:00</atom:updated><title>Brutal Feedback</title><atom:summary type='text'>Conversation with a co-worker in the hall:Her: Hey! I pulled up your blog the other day and had a look. It's been awhile.Me: Oh yeah?Her: Yeah. And OH MY GOD - It is SOOOO BORING! Sometimes I think to myself - "I wonder how she can write that stuff without putting herself to sleep."Me: (Throws head back and cackles) - That's hysterical! You can't have word vomit. I am the creator and owner of </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/08/feedback.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-8627280181827708473</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 04:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-18T22:58:24.811-06:00</atom:updated><title>Margaret the Breakdancing Antelope</title><atom:summary type='text'>


Jambo Rafiki's! To say that the last week has been one of the most enriching of my life would be a massive understatement. For the last several days, I have had the opportunity to host some boys from Kenya while they are here on a fundraising tour. Thanks to these boys, I am slowly remembering the reason I have a massive infatuation for all things Africa - it has to be said that Africa seeps </atom:summary><enclosure type='video/mp4' url='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=682d85d60d558d3c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/08/margaret-breakdancing-antelope.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-6320928875248190865</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Aug 2008 04:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-10T22:18:34.140-06:00</atom:updated><title>Remember that Time?</title><atom:summary type='text'>Remember that time I fell off the earth?Oh. That. Let's just say...I had a blog cramp. A big one. And it still might be lurking out there.In the meantime, I took a wee moment to write THE MOST CHEESY THING IN THE WORLD BELOW. And why I publish it here for your viewing pleasure...I can't know. I'm lame like that.So go ahead. Poke fun. I can take it, assbags.Oh! That might have been a small shout </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/08/remember-that-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUZ5Fp7cdU8/SJ-8vTtlYMI/AAAAAAAAAmg/iAQjaj4lf2s/s72-c/Bryce+08+072+Hard+Light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-3042078218807197757</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Aug 2008 03:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-11T20:09:31.888-06:00</atom:updated><title>Dream a Little Dream</title><atom:summary type='text'>It was all very confusing.Or is that ethereal? Perhaps that’s it. It was ethereal. Like a spider web sewn together with the greatest of care; a web that at any moment could be swept away under the darkness of the ocean. The ocean of sleep.She was dreaming.Or was she awake? Perhaps she was in that otherworldly realm between consciousness and sleep – that world where reality is within grasp, and </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/08/dream-little-dream.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-67123054574139042</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 03:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-26T23:06:03.512-06:00</atom:updated><title>More Driving Miss Crazy</title><atom:summary type='text'>


Could anything be more boring than watching low quality video snippets of driving through the streets of Mumbai? Oh. That's me - always up for the "most boring blogger" award. Just pretend that I duck (duct?) taped you to a chair, wedged some toothpicks into your eyes so that you didn't miss a second, and I'm making you watch my vacation slides against your will. Or that I am making you watch </atom:summary><enclosure type='video/mp4' url='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cd67d8176bc45489&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-driving-miss-crazy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-7059216482020763454</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 01:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-24T19:51:21.983-06:00</atom:updated><title>Jerry Was a Racecar Driver...</title><atom:summary type='text'>Song reference, anyone?Phew! No - I am not still stuck in airport hell, although I have to say, I thought I would never get out of there alive. Let's just say I have been feeling a slight, um, allergy to blogging as of late. Perhaps it's the heat. Or maybe it's because I have been working 8,742 hours per week, all while trying to bully contractors into finishing my backyard and my basement. </atom:summary><enclosure type='video/mp4' url='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a15cd080b8e0fa16&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/06/jerry-was-racecar-driver.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-3957973415139890371</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 May 2008 13:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-31T09:47:47.342-06:00</atom:updated><title>Stuck in Airport Hell</title><atom:summary type='text'>I'd just like to take this opportunity to say YAY for the Proactive vending machine in JFK. After a 16 and 1/2 hour flight, my face was in desperate need of a good scrub this fine morning, and alas, I had no soap. So thank you, kind vending gods.I was also surprised to find that I had acquired THE SWEETEST hairdo of my life after the longest flight of death EVER. Although the plane we were on was</atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/05/stuck-in-airport-hell.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUZ5Fp7cdU8/SEFZH1IPp0I/AAAAAAAAAkw/X__hZl-YQDk/s72-c/India+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-7349154051494641148</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 02:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-26T21:03:46.508-06:00</atom:updated><title>An Outsider's Perspective</title><atom:summary type='text'>The company I am visiting here arranged a tour of Mumbai for us on Saturday - so we saw just about everything you can see. Slums, homelessness, pollution...but also some brilliant architecture, industrial genious, and the Arabian Sea. This place is a sociologist's dream - the "have's" and the "have not's", money and poverty everywhere - a culture that contains anything you can imagine. Here are </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/05/two-tourist-things.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUZ5Fp7cdU8/SDt3TfIxpSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/GI1W-7ICqk4/s72-c/India+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-1948501433906099387</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 16:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-21T11:17:41.134-06:00</atom:updated><title>Yer not in Kansas anymore, yo.</title><atom:summary type='text'>How do I know this, you ask? Observe:This? This is the lovely view from my swanky hotel room:And this? A perpetual cricket game THAT IS REALLY PERPETUAL. I don't think these boys have stopped to pee since I got here. Also outside my window.Ahh, and this - my favorite new mode of transportation. This place is like an anthill of motorized rickshaws.And finally - see the divider on the right? Um, </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/05/yer-not-in-kansas-anymore-yo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUZ5Fp7cdU8/SDRVyj2QakI/AAAAAAAAAjI/fhz7wNwp6ns/s72-c/India+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-51381683122348467</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 22:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-18T16:54:34.084-06:00</atom:updated><title>Holy Shit! I'm going to India. By myself.</title><atom:summary type='text'>So the last month seems to have gone by in a flash - and right now, I am sitting in the airport President's Club in NY waiting for my SIXTEEN HOUR flight to Mumbai. Or Bombay if you're into all that British colonialism (and you live under a rock).And although I am meeting 3 colleagues there on Tuesday, they are all leaving the following Sunday, and thus, I will be spending the following week </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/05/holy-shit-im-going-to-india-by-myself.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-987876384787847669</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 04:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-01T23:01:26.989-06:00</atom:updated><title>Lay Your Poo on the Table</title><atom:summary type='text'>And maybe your cards too, if you think about it. Ohhhh no. Don't hold back.So I just got back from a business dinner with...mmm...19 or so guys from India, and during the course of the conversation, I mentioned that my degree was in Sociology. AND I KID.YOU.NOT - one of the guys did that thing - you know - that thing where you LAUGH OUT LOUD FROM YOUR TOES, COVER YOUR MOUTH, AND POINT. And it </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/05/lay-your-poo-on-table.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-4528740916082008193</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 17:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-01T21:48:14.543-06:00</atom:updated><title>"Qi" on This, Stupid Internet</title><atom:summary type='text'>I woke up this morning to a bedroom in disarray. See, I have been painting my house in what I like to call a 'phased approach' (which really just means I am lazy and my attention span wanes before I can finish the whole thing properly, but whatever). Yesterday, it turns out, I needed to paint a wall in my family room, so I recruited some movers, and my entertainment center ended up in my sitting </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/04/qi-on-this-stupid-internet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-1775489097377254883</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 01:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-21T20:08:33.759-06:00</atom:updated><title>Public Service Announcement</title><atom:summary type='text'>This is another urgent announcement from my Emergency Blogcast System.Picture this:You wake up in the morning and immediately have to jump into work. No time for a shower or proper coiffage. How do you properly wake up in order to arrive to your conference call all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed? You wash your face, of course*!BUT DANGER! After completing said face wash-age, DO NOT - I REPEAT - DO </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/04/public-service-announcement.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUZ5Fp7cdU8/SA1Ggh4o99I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/l0ICiXeSxp8/s72-c/Face+005+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-541954441039555983</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 18:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-16T19:15:08.334-06:00</atom:updated><title>Random Randomness: Meeting Hell &amp; Polyg's</title><atom:summary type='text'>I've decided it's time to create a category of scheduled posts that cover the random thoughts I have as I wander through my daily life (um, ok, probably they'll be random posts, because I'm lazy like that). Often, I will have a thought, think it would make for a GREAT post...and then the wind is knocked out of my sails because:a) I am insane, and there are few people who can relate to my </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-randomness-meeting-hell-polygs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUZ5Fp7cdU8/SAagVxia9FI/AAAAAAAAAiA/XvUG8N71NlM/s72-c/Polyg%27s+Have+BIG+Hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-9181574957990674214</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 03:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-14T21:40:55.368-06:00</atom:updated><title>Unconventional Restaurant Conversations</title><atom:summary type='text'>Right - so I didn't actually witness this firsthand - oh no. This special little ditty comes to us courtesy of my little sis. And normally, I would say you probably had to be there for this to be funny, but if you knew my dad, this would make you snort your beverage through your nose. Here's how I imagine it went down:My Papa: "These are the best shrimp ever! You should try one of these - they </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/04/unconventional-restaurant-conversations.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-1011768404177010213</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 21:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-11T16:21:43.780-06:00</atom:updated><title>From My Friendly Neighborhood Electrician</title><atom:summary type='text'>So I have been slowly finishing my basement - and when I say slowly, I don't merely mean unhurried - the way things happen on a Monday morning when you have to go to work. I mean SLOWLY. I mean that it is happening at such a leisurely pace that I will surely be dead before it is really completed. Or old enough that I won't want to walk up and down the stairs anyway. But whatever. Finish a tad </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-my-friendly-neighborhood.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUZ5Fp7cdU8/R__hHZocIvI/AAAAAAAAAh4/dTFZfO-Hn6o/s72-c/Bid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135527495633641899.post-1368534372208828702</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 23:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-02T19:15:09.264-06:00</atom:updated><title>Trained Assassins</title><atom:summary type='text'>I have this new theory - work with me here, as it's a work in progress...which means this is pretty much a salad of random, unorganized thoughts - thrown into a big bowl, sprinkled with a smidgen of reason and several pinches of emotion, then tossed into a big goo of undefined nothingness. What more would you expect from me, right? I aim to please.Ahem.Here's my theory in a nutshell:Women, by </atom:summary><link>http://whatthehelleveryo.blogspot.com/2008/04/trained-assassins.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Susiee Q)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUZ5Fp7cdU8/R_QnLPQejvI/AAAAAAAAAg0/nFY9ykWy0V8/s72-c/Assassins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>