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Apologies in advance.)After a lovely meal out  with pleasant people at an enjoyably appointed restaurant, it’s very nearly impossible to accommodate the notion of returning to work, which of course is why I’ve spent the last 90 minutes doing very little of a productive nature at all.That is just how I roll.  Me n’ every available time-waster on the internet are </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/12/un-nun-nun-motivated.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P0wPusp_AZA/SylG5BB2GjI/AAAAAAAAA5U/Fvn0lxa-c2s/s72-c/surprised_baby_2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-3993836963968178416</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 16:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-15T11:54:20.211-05:00</atom:updated><title>This is the one that ends well</title><atom:summary>Tiger Woods owns a 155-foot yacht.Thought you’d like to know.---Isn’t a 155-foot yacht a little excessive?  Wouldn’t a nice 60-footer do?  Really now, how much time does he spend on that thing?  Couple weekends a year?Unless the length is compensating for something….---Also – it’s the middle of December.  Hi holiday season!  Nice of you to come speeding along like you have.  While we HAVe a tree,</atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-one-that-ends-well.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P0wPusp_AZA/Sye-76ld4mI/AAAAAAAAA5M/8nbydwYIsF4/s72-c/so-love-belly-rubs.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-7344936652243085730</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 20:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-11T15:51:32.461-05:00</atom:updated><title>Simulated Interest</title><atom:summary>If I'm really good at faking my own death, I figure the insurance money will keep us in pretty good stead for a few years...perhaps long enough to get massive amounts of plastic surgery and begin life over as a sassy, plucky administrative assistant who  by dint of extraordinary powers of insight and intellect for someone who appears to be as young as she is, rises quickly through the ranks of </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/12/simulated-interest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-1960180202122668123</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 14:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-10T10:27:00.799-05:00</atom:updated><title>The geeky, busy, CHEERY one</title><atom:summary>WOOT!!BBC News (12/9) reported, "A drug being tested to treat cancer could also help patients suffering from asthma." 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The space between my shoulder blades hurts if I look down, my forearms are going numb, and I think perma-squint is just over the barely visible horizon.Clearly, I need better posture.Work is blowing up big time, and not just for me.  Last night at around 11 p.m., as I was trying to put a spit </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/12/wailey-wailey-wailey.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-2794600204034609035</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 04:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-01T23:38:00.692-05:00</atom:updated><title>Inspired to blog?  Yes, I think I am.</title><atom:summary>In the interest of time I won't post this backwards, as I had intended, but rather forward, which is the proper way to move through life except of course if you're a spotter in a ski boat, in which case facing forward means YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG.Where was I?Oh yes, right here.  Where I left off.In the afterglow of a wonderful weekend.  Family, friends, DRIVING, friends, family, and more friends.</atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/12/inspired-to-blog-yes-i-think-i-am.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-2809336023632380772</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 00:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-27T20:16:35.381-05:00</atom:updated><title>Things I am tired of</title><atom:summary>White House State Dinner Gate Crashers.Tiger Woods' car accident.Being in a hotel room for much longer without something/one to be entertained by.Being wrinkly.  Seriously - something's happened to my entire body in the past year or so that's bordering on frigging ALARMING.Teeter Hangups.The postmodernist architectural movement that allows preposterous angular plinths of concrete/steel/human hair</atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-i-am-tired-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-4938422638316812291</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 15:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-24T10:16:21.302-05:00</atom:updated><title>once again, the interwebz have spoken.</title><atom:summary>Fine.White on white on white as a blog design is NOT the new black.  My whites were too white apparently.  Who knew THAT wsa possible? I should have known to stick with the old standard basic black for a background that is not only clean and simple but will never go out of style, much like bodysuits or velvet stovepipe hats.Until, of course I get a brand new idea to do something entirely </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/11/once-again-interwebz-have-spoken.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-6513369301591293278</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 19:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-20T15:14:46.474-05:00</atom:updated><title>All cleaned up</title><atom:summary>So, white on white on white is the new blog.  NOT THAT ANYONE WHO COMPLAINED ABOUT THE LAYOUT AT METAFILTER HAD ANYTHING TO DO WITH IT.(I lie.  It does.  A lot.)Hey, it was time to brush things up around here anyhow.  However, being as the template is written in ancient Sanskrit or possibly Romanian (or is it Klingon?), it takes a while to bulk up the nads enough to make changes, but thank ye </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-cleaned-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-8132501243146850504</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 18:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-19T13:21:15.109-05:00</atom:updated><title>Your turn</title><atom:summary>Well.   After the high DRAMA and extreme EMOTION and parabolic HYPERBOLE of the last post, I'm exhausted, so this post is being turned over to you.WTH is going on here?And I'll be back tomorrow, after waxing the new crop of franchisees and depileating a duck's back.  So much to do...</atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-turn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P0wPusp_AZA/SwWMVbvw3XI/AAAAAAAAA5E/on5jk1H8mzg/s72-c/urdoingitwrong.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-5332377090876380509</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 16:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-17T13:21:21.315-05:00</atom:updated><title>Shoop a Dupe Dupe</title><atom:summary>Couple years ago, there was a big ol’ brouhaha regarding a blogger friend who accidentally walked into a bathroom door, busted an eye socket, got methicillin-resistant Staph aureus in the eye, which had to be enucleated, which didn’t stop the infection, which eventually killed him.It was sad, so very very sad.  Many of us who ‘knew’ this person were sad, and mourned the loss of a creative, fierce</atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/11/shoop-dupe-dupe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P0wPusp_AZA/SwLRAYzZEfI/AAAAAAAAA48/M7AYKTi1d4A/s72-c/WTF.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-452036769597169108</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 16:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T11:22:47.009-05:00</atom:updated><title>Aren't YOU a pretty thing? Huh huh huh.</title><atom:summary>So, I’m pretty sure I don’t ever want to be a zombie.  Seriously.  I don’t care for runny scrambled eggs, AT ALL, and to be facing a deathtime (not lifetime, obviously) of eating nothing but icky goo-brains?  Put a silver bullet though my head or a stake through my heart please, because THAT menu ain't happenin'.-Someone in our building is firing up what sounds like a jet engine right now.  The </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/11/arent-you-pretty-thing-huh-huh-huh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-2139769438229318903</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 20:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-12T15:37:43.423-05:00</atom:updated><title>Nauseating commonalities reported from exotic locations</title><atom:summary>Imagine, if you will, what it would smell like if you walked through a steamcloud emanating from a bubbling pot of old sneakers and rotten wood.Then imagine that this is the smell of someone’s lunch in the cube farm.Oh yes they did.Bleah.------------------------------Right here’s the spot where I wrote something that bored even me.  Holy shit, you KNOW it’s bad when even the author can’t get </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/11/nauseating-commonalities-reported-from.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P0wPusp_AZA/Svxxjh1JQGI/AAAAAAAAA40/yppZN_YoA7I/s72-c/snelson.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-493848453986796790</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 17:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-11T12:52:05.134-05:00</atom:updated><title>Oh, what a world, what a world!</title><atom:summary>Oy - such stress....Today at work I have had to deal with major issues like PAGE MARGINS and PARAGRAPH SPACING and MIXED USE OF STYLES!Gasp!  Quel Suprise!  Shocked looks!I know, my life is so chock full of glamour and excitement that you wish, just for a moment, you were me.  Ah, my dear misty-eyed friends, this cannot be, and for that I am wholly sorry, for to give you just an hour of my life </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-what-world-what-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-5794927465961355089</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 03:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T22:44:20.969-05:00</atom:updated><title>I realize a couple of things now that, well, surprise me.</title><atom:summary>Tonight we had dinner at 5:10 p.m."Big deal," you say?  Not for us, a 5:10 is easily 3 HOURS earlier than our usual prandial appointment.Why the rush?  Well, tonight is Monday, which means band practice night for Biff, meaning that if he's to eat at all he's to eat before 5:30 (band practice [or, 'first note'] starting at 6:30). What's more, he has to fast for 12 hours tonight because of a little</atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-realize-couple-of-things-now-that.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-3014615458353403906</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 17:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-05T12:21:01.201-05:00</atom:updated><title>I think I am one.</title><atom:summary>nihilarianPRONUNCIATION: (nih-i-LAR-ee-uhn)MEANING: noun: One who does useless work.ETYMOLOGY: From Latin nihil (nothing).-------------------------------------------I would have thought ‘nihilist’ would mean the same thing (much like ‘typist’ and ‘typarian’ do, or ‘agrist’ and ‘agrarian’.  Look it up!), but that is not the case.  In fact, a nihilist is a person who believes human existence has no</atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-i-am-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-156044456006244476</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T11:29:19.062-05:00</atom:updated><title>FINISH the dang thing already!</title><atom:summary>Oh no, my pets, I did not forget the '69 question' thingie that was started here in stits and farts a couple of weeks ago. I might forget your name, where I live, how I got to bed last night, but forget a meme? NEVAH! So strap on (or is it in?) and let's get this thing done once and for all.---------------------------------------61. Do you use cuss words in other languages? Mange merde et morde, </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/11/finish-dang-thing-already.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P0wPusp_AZA/SvGq_nx0eZI/AAAAAAAAA4s/-lT4S5I1dME/s72-c/stuffed.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-1103528780308191112</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 16:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-02T11:16:31.517-05:00</atom:updated><title>Hello Monday - nice to see you again</title><atom:summary>Apparently, whining to the internet about the weather is an effective means of causing a meteorologic paradigm shift, inasmuch as a short post on Saturday about the stupid RAIN that was present here resulted in a frontal system pass-through that brought with it a GLORIOUS afternoon and evening, just right for having a party.So thanks, internet!  You rock!Oh yes, we had a party.  The second </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-monday-nice-to-see-you-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-7783167297889516642</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 11:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-31T08:01:31.378-04:00</atom:updated><title>Dear rain</title><atom:summary>Get the heck out of my neck of the woods, you malingering precipitation.  Don't you know we're having a party tonight, and a fair amount of the party is planned to be held outdoors?  How fun is a bonfire in the rain?  Or a bounce house?  How about SCAVENGER HUNT?  How we gonna do THAT if there's a chance of also getting costumes wet and makeup runny?  Why, that's not much fun at all.So, shoo, </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-rain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-4626557787722611243</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 09:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-29T05:28:46.259-04:00</atom:updated><title>Things to do today</title><atom:summary>Cough?  Check.Sneeze?  Check.Wipe teary eyes?  Check.Blow snotty nose?  Check.Take the day off work?  Check.Y'all, I'm not exactly oinking but I am honking. After 1) replacing a dead car battery while on vacation this past weekend, 2) replacing a dead water heater on returning HOME from vacation yesterday, 3) having to kill a day at work yesterday waiting for the IT guys to figure out why my </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-to-do-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-4788290454169341280</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 18:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T21:33:00.045-04:00</atom:updated><title>Haideeho there!</title><atom:summary>Remember last week when I was trying to answer that '69 questions' thing and was dong (the original had a lil' whoops!  Thanks LL for the correction - - should be 'doing') a dozen a day,then got busy/distracted/bored and didn't finish up?  Were you genuinely offended by my lack of focus and follow-through?  Were you about to downgrade my performance to 'meets expectations' due to my utter </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/10/haideeho-there.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-6972208907738919602</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 16:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-21T12:43:02.330-04:00</atom:updated><title>Useless tools, sudden bursts of topic, and raise that chemise for me darlin'!</title><atom:summary>   Someone please tell me how to turn off the ‘feature’ in MS Office that brings up the ‘helpful sidebar’ each and every damned time you open an application.  I don’t NEED the helpful features, dagnabbit; I’m a PRO and pros don’t need the quick tips and other assorted chaff that is presented therein.     Little things bug me sometimes.     (Don’t even GO to the place that say’s ‘if you’re such a </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/10/useless-tools-sudden-bursts-of-topic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-9076552308319371353</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 02:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-19T22:30:40.145-04:00</atom:updated><title>choo choo`</title><atom:summary>When I was 11 years old, my family moved from upstate New York (Hello VESTAL!) to Northern Virginia.Culture shock?  Why yes, yes it was.We were transplanted from the gently rolling hills of lower-upstate NY to the literal flatlands of red-soiled Virginia, where there was hardly EVER any snow, noplace good to skate, was bereft of the crowds of kids we were used to, and DIDN'T HAVE A CREEK.Change </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/10/choo-choo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-2866456171718353998</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 17:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T14:16:07.208-04:00</atom:updated><title>A link for Sickos, and more answers</title><atom:summary>Dudes.  Just one more reason I'm glad that God knew I'd be a weak person and not able to stand life in anything less than a first world country.Do NOT click on the link if you have a sensitive stomach.  The grossness of the idea is supplemented with various pictures, and even video.  Toe-curling, stomach-churning, horror-inducing VIDEO.Why I feel compelled to share this with you, I'll never know.</atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/10/link-for-sickos-and-more-answers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18280368.post-608941349312741667</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 17:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-14T13:17:19.720-04:00</atom:updated><title>Poetry Wednesday, in honor of just how gorgeous it is outside.  Also - FUDGE!</title><atom:summary>It’s raining,It’s pouringMy work isSo boringI drank a cupOf coffee upAnd now my guts areRoaring!It’s rainingIt’s pouringWe’re in our cubesa-choringwe slave all dayto make our payour skills we area-whoring!It’s rainingIt’s pouringMy hopes aren’t soaringMy butt is numbThese files are dumbI’d rather be layingFlooring!It’s raining.It’s pouring.This old girl isImploringCan’t we stay homeAnd work by </atom:summary><link>http://noaccentyet.blogspot.com/2009/10/poetry-wednesday-in-honor-of-just-how.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tiff)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
