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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s400/0000.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Welcome again to &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which we bring you weekly on The WTIT Blog. We have gotten really good at just stealing a meme from someone else’s post. (You can play meme with Judd and&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;the official &lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/b&gt; meme.) Today we ripped this off a blogger&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;named &lt;b&gt;CENSORED.&lt;/b&gt; But, it was probably stolen there as well. So, of course, that will be as far as we go. Tracing back our theft's thieves might take some time.  &lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Let's go!

&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Censored Meme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0kG7n0SSFQ/T0phuZ44UiI/AAAAAAAAeS0/OPYfHolR4PI/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0kG7n0SSFQ/T0phuZ44UiI/AAAAAAAAeS0/OPYfHolR4PI/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Where are you from and where do
 you live now?&lt;/b&gt; Except for college and a year in Boston, I've always
 lived in Connecticut. I grew up in West Hartford. I've lived about
 forty minutes away from there since 2004.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;2. Favorite
 childhood story/book/film? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Lord of the Rings&lt;/i&gt;. Although by the
 time the epic films were made I had children of my own.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If
 you could change gender for a day what would you do? &lt;/b&gt;Not leave my
 bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AXoTrnxUNK0/T0pjcMjIO0I/AAAAAAAAeTM/FO1yoxGbC4c/s1600/zoey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AXoTrnxUNK0/T0pjcMjIO0I/AAAAAAAAeTM/FO1yoxGbC4c/s1600/zoey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Do you feel your family is complete or would you
 like more/some children?&lt;/b&gt; I have four kids and three grandchildren.
 So yes, Kathy and I are planning for more. Gees.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;5. What do
 you do/Where do you work and do you enjoy it?&lt;/b&gt; I sell alcohol to
 liquor stores in Western Massachusetts. It's a calling, so of course
 I enjoy it. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;6. Which three words do you think sum you
 up?&lt;/b&gt; Simply the best.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;7. If you were a fairy what magical
 powers would you possess?&lt;/b&gt; I'd put dust on somebody else to write&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Saturday 9&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. You probably don't realize this, but
 fucking avatars are no help what-so-ever.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ElY5ubWAn4Y/T0plMskAGqI/AAAAAAAAeTU/joO_r6lKseQ/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ElY5ubWAn4Y/T0plMskAGqI/AAAAAAAAeTU/joO_r6lKseQ/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b&gt;8. If you were
 invisible, where would you go and what would you do? Why?&lt;/b&gt; I hate
 super-power questions, so fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;9. What song can’t you
 listen to without crying?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Don't Fuck Around With Love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;10.
 Which book changed your life – or at least made you think a lot?&lt;/b&gt;
 The dictionary. Before spell check I was pathetic. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;11. Why
 do you blog? &lt;/b&gt;Good question. When I figure it out I will get back to
 you. 'Kay? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;12. What is your top ‘me-time’ tip? &lt;/b&gt;Smirnoff
 on the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aLeTkE70lLU/T0plVjENlrI/AAAAAAAAeTc/NJUejOvallM/s1600/kathyandlindsay+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aLeTkE70lLU/T0plVjENlrI/AAAAAAAAeTc/NJUejOvallM/s320/kathyandlindsay+2010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kathy with Lindsay.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;b&gt;13. What can’t you live without? &lt;/b&gt;Rock music,
 WTIT, Kathy and the aforementioned kids and grandchildren, in no
 particular order.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Which of all your blog posts are you
 most proud of and why?&lt;/b&gt; The post I wrote about the struggles &lt;a href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/2007/07/prayer-for-jules.html"&gt;my daughter Jules&lt;/a&gt; had with her eating disorder. She has since
 recovered, graduated UConn and is doing great. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;15. Have you
 ever met a famous person? Who and where?&lt;/b&gt; I've met Huey Lewis and I've kissed
 Bonnie Raitt. I hear that she still misses me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vTIqgmefpp8/T0plodNamiI/AAAAAAAAeTk/6GcS0HI4ehw/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vTIqgmefpp8/T0plodNamiI/AAAAAAAAeTk/6GcS0HI4ehw/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;b&gt;16. When did
 you last have a full nights sleep?&lt;/b&gt; Last night. Since we've bought
 the house and a new king bed, I sleep through the night. I hadn't
 done that in years.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;17. What would you think is harder: Going
 to work or staying at home with children?&lt;/b&gt; Prediction: Mommy bloggers
 will say kids. Everyone else will say work. I say work.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.
 What are you doing for Easter?&lt;/b&gt; Selling those naked pics of your
 mom.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gKlie4RKJ3U/T0pmEkSAC9I/AAAAAAAAeTs/tviO_MfgTwA/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gKlie4RKJ3U/T0pmEkSAC9I/AAAAAAAAeTs/tviO_MfgTwA/s320/0000.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your favorite drink?&lt;/b&gt; Smirnoff. I know, you
 didn't see THAT coming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you play any sports? &lt;/b&gt;I've had
 nine spinal surgeries, so while tempting, no. I love watching,
 particularly the Connecticut Cupcakes of &lt;i&gt;The World Naked Women
 Volleyball Association. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;21. What is your most
 embarrassing moment? &lt;/b&gt;The time I rushed the court after The Cupcakes
 won their championship in 2008. Who knew naked women didn't want men
 to join in the celebration?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How clever are you?&lt;/b&gt; I think I
 hold my own.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wjJeQt9dWU/T0pmY5q3jrI/AAAAAAAAeT0/akl2TVV9kE8/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wjJeQt9dWU/T0pmY5q3jrI/AAAAAAAAeT0/akl2TVV9kE8/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. Name a new favorite TV show?&lt;/b&gt; I'm trying to
 get into &lt;i&gt;Luck&lt;/i&gt; on HBO. It's a bit slow, but Jill Hennessy is a
 co-star. Dustin Hoffman leads an excellent assemble cast. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.
 Any guilty pleasures?&lt;/b&gt; Too many to list, but I did divorce Marlboro
 in 2004.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you could have chosen your own name, what
 would it be?&lt;/b&gt; Judd Corizan.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glKt2EppmEE/T0pmrD77zJI/AAAAAAAAeT8/WCIpkh2ItZI/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glKt2EppmEE/T0pmrD77zJI/AAAAAAAAeT8/WCIpkh2ItZI/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b&gt;26. Who do you most admire in
 life, and why?&lt;/b&gt; John Lennon. He and three guys from Liverpool changed
 everything. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;27. What is your most treasured possession?&lt;/b&gt; My
 WTIT recordings.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Tell your favorite funny joke…&lt;/b&gt; A guy
 walks into a friend's office and says, “You gotta help me. My wife
 thinks she's a birthday card!” The friend replies, “Why don't
 you send her to a psychiatrist?” The guy says, “Why? He never
 sent me one.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;29. What is your biggest fear in life?&lt;/b&gt; That
 I'll wake up and find out it's still 2003 and I'm still sick.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;30.
 What is your favorite flavor of ice cream? What does it remind you
 of? &lt;/b&gt;I know. I should have edited this one out. But 30 was a better
 number than 29 and I didn't feel like stealing a question from
 Harriet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's it for today on &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your Sunday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We will return. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Just a fair warning.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love, friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Join us. Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157226995822353298" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s400/logo.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Every Saturday &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;TIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; brings you a meme called&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/search/label/Saturday%209"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; It’s not to say that this is a bright idea, but it is what we do. A woman named Crazy Sam started this meme because a prior popular Saturday meme specialist &lt;i&gt;Lola&lt;/i&gt; had retired. So, Sam contacted all Lola’s participants and invited us to participate in her meme. Let's begin!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: Da Ya Think I'm Sexy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1. When do you feel that you are at your sexiest? &lt;/b&gt;Between 10:33 PM and 11:03 AM. Give or take 13 hours.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2. What's your favorite magazine? Why?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Horse and Hound.&lt;/i&gt; Why? I'm trying to impress Anna Scott.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;3. What’s something you do more quickly than most people?&lt;/b&gt; Drive. Hey lady, pull over!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;4. When do you first remember using a computer?&lt;/b&gt; I owned a chain of video stores for 10 years (1981-1990). We computerized them around 1984. My personal computer was really just a word processor. I thought it was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;5. Who is the craziest person in your family&lt;/b&gt;? My Uncle Fred fashioned himself as an inventor. He thought he really had a winner with his wearable gum ball machine. Try as he would, no one ever noticed him trying to sell his gum. Fortunately his wife, my Aunt Maxine, worked as a prostitute part time. So when she went off duty, Uncle Fred would wear her wig and g-string to walk around selling gum. Sales went WAY up, but I always had the feeling that people bought the gum to make him go away. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;6. What one thing are you craving today?&lt;/b&gt; A UConn win. It's been a crazy season with Calhoun out with his back problems. When his legs got severe nerve pain, he immediately took a leave of absence. He has the same thing that I did. I waited a year and a half to take a leave. Being a millionaire has its perks. He's being operated on Monday. I had to wait six weeks before I could be fit in. I'm whining here, aren't I? So, never mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;7. What is your favorite thing to spend money on?&lt;/b&gt; Gum. I want Uncle Fred to go away, too.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;8. What’s the part of your morning you least look forward to every day?&lt;/b&gt; Waking up. If it's before noon, I consider it the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;9. What are some rules you have for yourself that don’t really make much sense?&lt;/b&gt;    None. All MY rules make sense.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SCLnHfi9JXI/AAAAAAAAKw0/ak71EvYBqas/s1600-h/historian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="266" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197971035852186994" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SCLnHfi9JXI/AAAAAAAAKw0/ak71EvYBqas/s400/historian.jpg" style="float: left; height: 140px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 194px;" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. History does not repeat itself. Historians merely repeat each other.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. If it's any good at all, they will discontinue it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbKb-wroyI/AAAAAAAARqM/oZMWU6bbEew/s1600-h/sausage.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280130195190948642" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbKb-wroyI/AAAAAAAARqM/oZMWU6bbEew/s320/sausage.jpg" style="float: right; height: 195px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; width: 180px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. People who love sausage and respect &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbKb-wroyI/AAAAAAAARqM/oZMWU6bbEew/s1600-h/sausage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the law, should never watch either being made.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. The one-day you’d sell your soul for something, souls are a glut.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/RwI7N9PoYGI/AAAAAAAAHSE/NEGgJn-8xQo/s1600-h/ugly+guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbLCTJPZWI/AAAAAAAARqU/VYifrd5yMJ4/s1600-h/ugly+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280130853497693538" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbLCTJPZWI/AAAAAAAARqU/VYifrd5yMJ4/s320/ugly+man.jpg" style="float: left; height: 124px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 124px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. Never get into a fight with an ugly person. They have nothing to lose. &lt;br /&gt;
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6. Everybody lies. It's okay though, because nobody listens.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280131669924932738" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbLx0kqbII/AAAAAAAARqc/I9MlaSxTy_Q/s320/people_running.jpg" style="float: right; height: 143px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 237px;" /&gt;7. When the going gets tough, everybody leaves.&lt;br /&gt;
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8. Never attribute to malice what could more easily be explained by stu&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/RgwpngNl3tI/AAAAAAAADls/u-eVFfvszfg/s1600-h/no+way.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pidity.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbMfGFUaBI/AAAAAAAARqk/oJ3-yICP0SA/s1600-h/ugly+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280132447719417874" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbMfGFUaBI/AAAAAAAARqk/oJ3-yICP0SA/s320/ugly+shoes.jpg" style="float: left; height: 183px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 170px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9. If the shoe fits, it's ugly.&lt;br /&gt;
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10.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/Ra_Liv8FoWI/AAAAAAAABXo/X5bXvNaUnr0/s1600-h/Bud"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For every action, there is an equal and opposite criticism.&lt;br /&gt;
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11. It is easier to beg forgiveness than get permission. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/ReGBFK8dDJI/AAAAAAAACuc/mJCJD7JVe6s/s1600-h/tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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12. If you starve with a tiger, the tiger starves last.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbMvii-eCI/AAAAAAAARqs/6gQ4888S5g8/s1600-h/bathroom+door.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280132730237909026" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbMvii-eCI/AAAAAAAARqs/6gQ4888S5g8/s320/bathroom+door.jpg" style="float: right; height: 122px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 113px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;13. How long a minute is depends on which side of the bathroom door you are.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/Ra_Jxf8FoSI/AAAAAAAABXI/XLM-rSLwgXk/s1600-h/money.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbNJpTastI/AAAAAAAARq0/eU1Z9zTsLms/s1600-h/make-ends-meet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280133178728297170" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbNJpTastI/AAAAAAAARq0/eU1Z9zTsLms/s320/make-ends-meet.jpg" style="float: left; height: 153px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 204px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;14. By the time you get to the point where ends meet, somebody moves the ends. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/ReIKVq8dDNI/AAAAAAAACvI/j7ORzhGXt9w/s1600-h/Hesitates.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/ReGAmK8dDHI/AAAAAAAACt8/2irbI5e_U_Y/s1600-h/money.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;15. Borrow from pessimists. They never expect it back.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/Ra_Jl_8FoRI/AAAAAAAABXA/h_aVPkPPDZA/s1600-h/Hesitates.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/RgwpCQNl3sI/AAAAAAAADlk/CwD0SVfXbTk/s1600-h/Hesitates.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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16. He who hesitates is probably right. &lt;br /&gt;
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17. Generalizations are always false, including this one.&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280133524622815074" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbNdx3GL2I/AAAAAAAARq8/wanZ8FwORb0/s320/sexy+woman.jpg" style="float: right; height: 236px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 181px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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18. Few women admit their age. Fewer men act it.&lt;br /&gt;
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19. If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again. Then quit. No sense being a fool about it.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/Ra_I1P8FoQI/AAAAAAAABW4/SxxmXsobnsE/s1600-h/happy+hour.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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20. Never delay the end of a meeting or the beginning of a happy hour.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/Ra_Inv8FoPI/AAAAAAAABWw/Vn9BSkrTHd0/s1600-h/clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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21. If it were not for the last minute, nothing would get done at all. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbOBWa4DiI/AAAAAAAARrE/ZkqZufWVR2o/s1600-h/nothing-is-impossible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280134135731981858" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbOBWa4DiI/AAAAAAAARrE/ZkqZufWVR2o/s320/nothing-is-impossible.jpg" style="float: left; height: 190px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 220px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;22. Nothing is impossible for the man who doesn't have to do it himself. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R55Mt88WLqI/AAAAAAAAJOM/tozWTkZ8dYs/s1600-h/Running_Away.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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23. No problem is too big, too complicated or too complex, that it can not be run away from. &lt;br /&gt;
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24. You can't win. You can't break even. You can't even quit the game.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbPDynJwGI/AAAAAAAARrM/-SIvywHfEiE/s1600-h/Bad_Day.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280135277171032162" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbPDynJwGI/AAAAAAAARrM/-SIvywHfEiE/s320/Bad_Day.jpg" style="float: right; height: 184px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 212px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
25. In nature, nothing is ever right. Therefore, if everything is going right ... something is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/RzJ711NXtvI/AAAAAAAAHy4/ixZm1QdHf6I/s1600-h/end+badly.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;26. Anything that begins well ends badly. Anything that begins badly ends worse.&lt;br /&gt;
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27. Once a job is fucked up, anything done to improve it will only make it worse. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbQHCSfV4I/AAAAAAAARrU/9owJDJUlZDI/s1600-h/teamwork.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280136432430569346" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbQHCSfV4I/AAAAAAAARrU/9owJDJUlZDI/s320/teamwork.JPG" style="float: left; height: 194px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 208px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;28. Doing it the hard way is always easier.&lt;br /&gt;
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29. Teamwork is essential. It allows you to blame someone else.&lt;br /&gt;
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30. Everyone has a scheme that will not work. Everyone that does not work has a scheme that does.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbRfJnmamI/AAAAAAAARrs/H2clmAHi9uw/s1600-h/losing+your+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280137946226649698" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbRfJnmamI/AAAAAAAARrs/H2clmAHi9uw/s320/losing+your+head.jpg" style="float: right; height: 265px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 239px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;31. If you keep your head while everyone is losing theirs, then you don’t understand the problem.&lt;br /&gt;
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32. Authority tends to assign jobs to those least able to do them.&lt;br /&gt;
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33. To err is human - to blame it on somebody else is even more human. &lt;br /&gt;
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35. If you do something which you are sure will meet with everybody's approval, somebody won't like it.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R-CJ55atKdI/AAAAAAAAKH4/G72NPrTyMWo/s1600-h/money+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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36. The customer who pays the least complains the most.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbSKbaBojI/AAAAAAAARr0/n-JCXCFiPV8/s1600-h/line.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280138689735926322" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SUbSKbaBojI/AAAAAAAARr0/n-JCXCFiPV8/s320/line.jpg" style="float: left; height: 166px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 209px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;37. The longer you wait in line, the greater likelihood that you are standing in the wrong line.&lt;br /&gt;
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38. Anything labeled NEW and/or IMPROVED isn't.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SoFmNBNvh2I/AAAAAAAAUz8/ubi1Gmaru08/s1600-h/expert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368684604652750690" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SoFmNBNvh2I/AAAAAAAAUz8/ubi1Gmaru08/s320/expert.jpg" style="float: right; height: 238px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 222px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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39. An expert is one who knows more and more about less and less until he knows absolutely everything about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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40. The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then your body and your fat have gotten to be really good friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392241907143413074" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/StUXcfpCDVI/AAAAAAAAVk8/RaBKEB4Y9IU/s320/Man+Crying.jpg" style="float: left; height: 119px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 235px;" /&gt;41. It takes a big man to cry. It takes a bigger man to laugh at him.&lt;br /&gt;
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42. If you think there is good in everybody, you haven't met everybody.&lt;br /&gt;
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43. He who laughs last thinks slowest.&lt;br /&gt;
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44. Birds of a feather flock together and crap on your car.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423008058641414418" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S0JlGNVm-RI/AAAAAAAAWXo/ayUiWl1vZ-8/s320/wrong.jpg" style="float: left; height: 242px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 214px;" /&gt;45. The 50-50-90 Law: Anytime you have a 50-50 chance of getting something right, there's a 90% probability you'll get it wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
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46. If you're going through hell, keep going.&lt;br /&gt;
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47. Nobody really cares or understands what anyone else is doing.&lt;br /&gt;
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48. Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.&lt;br /&gt;
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49. The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;"&gt;50. Anything is possible if you don't know what you are talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We're glad that you stopped by.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your weekend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;will return tomorrow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;with Judd Corizan and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;His Naked Native Chorus and Orchestra.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Join us for &lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;Sunday Stealing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-2982353041318059017?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/2982353041318059017/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=2982353041318059017" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/2982353041318059017?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/2982353041318059017?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/nT7EGgv8CD0/male-optical-illusions.html" title="Male Optical Illusions" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s72-c/logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/02/male-optical-illusions.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AMRn87eip7ImA9WhRaGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-1645429259472822570</id><published>2012-02-21T08:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T08:09:47.102-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-21T08:09:47.102-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Curious as a Cat" /><title>Here's The Church, Here's the Steeple</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwehD0SQX5Q/TZo_QfYeBjI/AAAAAAAAcAM/gustqHJsNcs/s1600/Curious_Cat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwehD0SQX5Q/TZo_QfYeBjI/AAAAAAAAcAM/gustqHJsNcs/s400/Curious_Cat.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://curiousasacat.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curious as a Cat.: Number 311&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u74D4-n-hcA/T0OVfSLB2UI/AAAAAAAAeR0/h0hljLqkJS0/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u74D4-n-hcA/T0OVfSLB2UI/AAAAAAAAeR0/h0hljLqkJS0/s200/0000.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) What’s your decorating style? Spare and modern? Cluttered with mementos? Country? Shabby chic?&lt;/b&gt; Early American Dormitory.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;2) Would you rather take an ice cold shower and be clean, or not shower at all? &lt;/b&gt;Shrinkage!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDwSf-yOE9A/T0OWEANcKzI/AAAAAAAAeSE/0xHzWZgHPnE/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDwSf-yOE9A/T0OWEANcKzI/AAAAAAAAeSE/0xHzWZgHPnE/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) It's 2112! What does your personal robot attendant do for you each day? &lt;/b&gt;It goes to work for me so I can sleep late. Yes, I know you expected more. I was gonna have it look like Jill Hennessy, but I'm just not sure. She's got that new TV show with Dustin Hoffman on HBO. She gets four lines per show. I've waited four years for her to return to TV for that??&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;4) Show and Tell. What comes to mind first when you see this picture? Or, tell a story if it reminds you of one.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ChVFx81nbE4/T0OU2nxXOeI/AAAAAAAAeRs/_s4JicAQT0c/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ChVFx81nbE4/T0OU2nxXOeI/AAAAAAAAeRs/_s4JicAQT0c/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My take: Be sure when you order a new church, it's not made in China. 
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT Blog&lt;/span&gt; shall return.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We are never gonna&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;give you spiritual awareness.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;But please join us next time anyway.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-1645429259472822570?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/1645429259472822570/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=1645429259472822570" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/1645429259472822570?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/1645429259472822570?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/TQltbxXlzEE/heres-church-heres-steeple.html" title="Here's The Church, Here's the Steeple" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwehD0SQX5Q/TZo_QfYeBjI/AAAAAAAAcAM/gustqHJsNcs/s72-c/Curious_Cat.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/02/heres-church-heres-steeple.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIHQXk-fSp7ImA9WhRaFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-6472708168039091838</id><published>2012-02-19T11:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T11:22:10.755-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-19T11:22:10.755-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sunday stealing" /><title>Friends Don't Let Friends...</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s400/0000.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;
Welcome again to &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which we bring you weekly on The WTIT Blog. We have gotten really good at just stealing a meme from someone else’s post. (You can play meme with Judd and&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;the official &lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/b&gt; meme.) Today we ripped this off a blogger&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;named &lt;b&gt;Kyogres&lt;/b&gt; from the blog &lt;a href="http://kyogres.livejournal.com/144608.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hero of the 
BlueFlames&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It's long so we will do it in parts. It was stolen from &lt;a href="http://nerdish.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nerdish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. 
But, it was probably stolen there as well. So, of course, that will be as far as we go. Tracing back our theft's thieves might take some time.  &lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Let's go!

&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The 99'er Meme, Final Part&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2TyqXsMxPY4/T0EcUm3Py4I/AAAAAAAAeQk/ySLBR1pyOag/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2TyqXsMxPY4/T0EcUm3Py4I/AAAAAAAAeQk/ySLBR1pyOag/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;76) In your opinion, what makes a great relationship?&lt;/b&gt; For a guy, you gotta know the infamous “Six words you must say often” as heard first on WTIT. They are: “I'm sorry, my fault, you're right!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;77) How did/could someone win your heart? &lt;/b&gt;Each case is different, but generally there is alcohol and craziness involved.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;78) In your world, what brings on more creativity?&lt;/b&gt; Chanting to the Gods of Humor.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DbuwKoE8RfM/T0Ecrloeh8I/AAAAAAAAeQs/nCj9G57fmjk/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DbuwKoE8RfM/T0Ecrloeh8I/AAAAAAAAeQs/nCj9G57fmjk/s320/0000.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;79) What is the single best decision you have made in your life so far? &lt;/b&gt;Giving a mulligan.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;80) Why did you break up with your last ex?&lt;/b&gt; This was on last week's fucker. Sorry, I missed it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;81) What would you want to be written on your tombstone?&lt;/b&gt; “Drink to me, drink to your health, you know I can't drink anymore.” Or “Keep off the grass”. It's really a toss up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;82) What is your favorite word?&lt;/b&gt; Fucktardian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rdxwfpllvgA/T0Ec5qw9ZFI/AAAAAAAAeQ0/6ikPujhNfAM/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rdxwfpllvgA/T0Ec5qw9ZFI/AAAAAAAAeQ0/6ikPujhNfAM/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;83) Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word: delusional.&lt;/b&gt; The Republican agenda.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;84) What is a saying you use a lot? &lt;/b&gt;“Don't make it healthy.” I say that when they ask if I want a lemon with my Smirnoff rocks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fInmeFktIcU/T0EdMt2YTGI/AAAAAAAAeQ8/nkC_9gdFmqA/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fInmeFktIcU/T0EdMt2YTGI/AAAAAAAAeQ8/nkC_9gdFmqA/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;85) Are you watching Idol this season? &lt;/b&gt;If yes, how do you like it? Yes. So far, a great deal. I think JLo and Tyler do a great job.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;86) Were you surprised that &lt;i&gt;House&lt;/i&gt; got canceled?&lt;/b&gt; No, but disappointed. But, the show jumped the shark when he drove his car into Cutty's house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;87) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you could press a button and make anyone in the world instantaneously explode, who would it be?&lt;/b&gt; If only it were that simple. There are far too many bad people.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DFLGlUdhl9Q/T0Edp-R9TMI/AAAAAAAAeRE/kFYttPQO-no/s1600/WTIT+2011+at+Bud%27s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DFLGlUdhl9Q/T0Edp-R9TMI/AAAAAAAAeRE/kFYttPQO-no/s320/WTIT+2011+at+Bud%27s.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;88) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your current desktop picture?&lt;/b&gt; It's the 2011 WTIT DJ pic.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;89) What would be a question where you'd not tell the truth? &lt;/b&gt;Over the years I've noticed that there's no good way to answer, “Do I look fat in this dress?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
90) One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by WEEPING ANGELS. The Weeping Angles aren't really doing anything, they're just standing around your bed. What would you do? Go back to sleep. Clearly I'm not awake.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Fnr6_ZFysQ/T0Ed1Iu-9cI/AAAAAAAAeRM/0kMI93E1g1Q/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Fnr6_ZFysQ/T0Ed1Iu-9cI/AAAAAAAAeRM/0kMI93E1g1Q/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;91) You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what's even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What is that power?&lt;/b&gt; Flight. It would make my sales route a fuck of a lot quicker.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;92) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?&lt;/b&gt; My first marriage. Although, I'd still would have to have my kids.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nAoE2h6EErg/T0EeAmLyngI/AAAAAAAAeRU/rCmAphmJC-E/s1600/twins+55.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nAoE2h6EErg/T0EeAmLyngI/AAAAAAAAeRU/rCmAphmJC-E/s200/twins+55.jpg" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;93) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can 
only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like 
to experience again? &lt;/b&gt;My first night with the French twins. They knew how to welcome a neighbor! They are still pissed that I moved away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;94) You have the opportunity to sleep with the music-celebrity of your choice. (let's say that you are both single and available) Who might it be?&lt;/b&gt; Jill Hennessy. I'm nothing if not consistent. And yes, she started as a singer. She had a CD out in 2010 called&lt;i&gt; Ghosts in the Attic&lt;/i&gt;. It's quite good. She performed with the revival of The Lilith Fair that year.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;95) You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?&lt;/b&gt; Liverpool.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tgNyH3b8tx0/T0Eedn3pUSI/AAAAAAAAeRc/DZWUC9mF-GY/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tgNyH3b8tx0/T0Eedn3pUSI/AAAAAAAAeRc/DZWUC9mF-GY/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;You betcha!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;b&gt;96) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who's winning the U.S. Republican presidential nomination? Why?&lt;/b&gt; Sarah Palin. Because they all suck moose and she's a lot hotter than, say, Newt.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;97) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have any relatives or friends in jail?&lt;/b&gt; I know. What a 
fucking question. But I had to rewrite SO many I left this in. Can you 
imagine the reaction if I had left in “Spit out or swallow”? (True.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;98) Who's winning the next U.S. Presidential election?&lt;/b&gt; Obama will win big.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BDuxMy2sjLA/T0EevZcvC5I/AAAAAAAAeRk/u6GGil9pNMY/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="108" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BDuxMy2sjLA/T0EevZcvC5I/AAAAAAAAeRk/u6GGil9pNMY/s200/0000.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;99) If the whole world were listening to you right now, what would you say? &lt;/b&gt;Give peace a chance. See you soon, unless we get a better offer.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's it for today on &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your Sunday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We will return. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Just a fair warning.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love, friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Join us. Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-6472708168039091838?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/6472708168039091838/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=6472708168039091838" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/6472708168039091838?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/6472708168039091838?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/wj-ZhvD2ezE/friends-dont-let-friends.html" title="Friends Don't Let Friends..." /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s72-c/0000.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/02/friends-dont-let-friends.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8HR3kzcCp7ImA9WhRaFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-5541661933953251197</id><published>2012-02-18T11:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T16:00:36.788-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-18T16:00:36.788-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Saturday 9" /><title>Same Time, Same Blog</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157226995822353298" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s400/logo.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Every Saturday &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;TIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; brings you a meme called&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/search/label/Saturday%209"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; It’s not to say that this is a bright idea, but it is what we do. A woman named Crazy Sam started this meme because a prior popular Saturday meme specialist &lt;i&gt;Lola&lt;/i&gt; had retired. So, Sam contacted all Lola’s participants and invited us to participate in her meme. Let's begin!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: I Second That Emotion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ajsqAbo1GbA/Tz_J4LRpaYI/AAAAAAAAeQM/ckyId3N070c/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ajsqAbo1GbA/Tz_J4LRpaYI/AAAAAAAAeQM/ckyId3N070c/s320/0000.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Do
you every solicit advise on your love life? &lt;/b&gt;Yes. I call Dr. Phil. He
knows everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What was the last thing you argued with someone about?&lt;/b&gt; Politics. I
know it's pointless, but hearing someone who lives on social security
embrace conservative republican values makes me crazy. Wait, anyone
who agrees with those values makes me nuts.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Who
do you hate right now?&lt;/b&gt; Newt is a hypocrite and an ass. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Who
do you love right now? &lt;/b&gt;My lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.
Where do you want to be in 6 years?&lt;/b&gt; Same place. Same time, same blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDWtEZ7lVnE/Tz_KC-pgIGI/AAAAAAAAeQU/-PqxOKbutvs/s1600/Harvey+Wallbanger+&amp;amp;+Bud+Weiser+1995.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDWtEZ7lVnE/Tz_KC-pgIGI/AAAAAAAAeQU/-PqxOKbutvs/s320/Harvey+Wallbanger+&amp;amp;+Bud+Weiser+1995.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having a smoke with Harvey in 1995.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.
What is your craziest vice?&lt;/b&gt; There are far too many to narrow it down.
Although, I did give up those nasty cigarettes in '04.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. How
did you celebrate Valentines Day?&lt;/b&gt; There was bourbon, Grand Marnier
and Smirnoff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.
What is your most unique or fondest memory of a special Valentine's
Day? &lt;/b&gt;I wanna hurl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S1E0CGA8rag/Tz_PvoDW3aI/AAAAAAAAeQc/-G2tMMshVac/s1600/house.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S1E0CGA8rag/Tz_PvoDW3aI/AAAAAAAAeQc/-G2tMMshVac/s320/house.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kathy &amp;amp; my new home.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.
Were you in the same location five years ago that you are today?
Would you have expected to be?&lt;/b&gt; Five years ago I had lived in an
apartment for two years that I'd spend another five in. Kathy and I
bought a rather spacious home in January. I'm still in the “can't
believe I live here” stage. It's a split level ranch and yesterday
we completed pretty much everything in the lower level. Upstairs is
more complicated. I can hear Kathy assembling furniture as I type. Oh, on the "expected" part. That's a "no". I never really thought I'd fall in love and live the dream again. We're very lucky.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We're glad that you stopped by.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your weekend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;will return tomorrow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;with Judd Corizan and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;His new home construction crew. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Join us for &lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;Sunday Stealing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-5541661933953251197?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/5541661933953251197/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=5541661933953251197" title="13 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/5541661933953251197?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/5541661933953251197?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/JodTqUFv0ps/same-time-same-blog.html" title="Same Time, Same Blog" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s72-c/logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>13</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/02/same-time-same-blog.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IEQH4ycCp7ImA9WhRaFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-1789669213499431918</id><published>2012-02-15T08:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T10:18:21.098-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-16T10:18:21.098-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Curious as a Cat" /><title>Maria</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwehD0SQX5Q/TZo_QfYeBjI/AAAAAAAAcAM/gustqHJsNcs/s1600/Curious_Cat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwehD0SQX5Q/TZo_QfYeBjI/AAAAAAAAcAM/gustqHJsNcs/s400/Curious_Cat.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://curiousasacat.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curious as a Cat.: Number 310&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDlrYJF2dH4/Tzun8h40DZI/AAAAAAAAePg/RF1wcN8VQnY/s1600/000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="109" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDlrYJF2dH4/Tzun8h40DZI/AAAAAAAAePg/RF1wcN8VQnY/s320/000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) What was the biggest thing you have ever won?&lt;/b&gt; Gee. Not much. Let me go with the first win, not the biggest. I discovered rock radio when I was 10. By 11, I knew I'd be a DJ. My favorite station was WDRC. I won a 45 by the Mamas &amp;amp; the Papas called&lt;i&gt; I Saw Her Again&lt;/i&gt;. Hearing Long John Wade say my name on the radio was thrilling. When I was hired in Hartford at its first oldies station 91Q, I met Long John. He and all the other jocks from “back in the day” kicked off the format. To hear Joey Reynolds say “I'm done, Gary Hunter (my DJ handle) starts your new station” was also amazing.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6OyB6PEiAdg/TzuuZ4kSvII/AAAAAAAAePo/4gbBc52Bx6w/s1600/000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6OyB6PEiAdg/TzuuZ4kSvII/AAAAAAAAePo/4gbBc52Bx6w/s320/000.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) Describe your favorite teacher. What made her or him special?&lt;/b&gt; I had trouble with Spanish. My junior year I got a teacher with an incredible sense of humor. As part of my final exam, we had to get up and talk in Spanish on a topic of my teacher's choice. I was really into reading Harold Robbins trashy tales back then. The night before I was reading a book based in Latin America. I learned a lot of Spanish profanity. Back to the final: There was NO fucking way I could do 30 seconds. When I got up he gave me my topic. It was “Maria”. So I stated, “Maria es un puta con tetas muy bonitas rojas e grande.” That was it., about five seconds. My teacher laughed so hard that he nearly wet himself. No one knew what I had said, so the teacher asked me to tell them. I had said, “Maria is a whore with very pretty red big tits.” I got an “A”.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;3) Have you ever passed out? Do you know what caused it?&lt;/b&gt; Yes. Smirnoff, most likely.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;4) Show and Tell. What comes to mind first when you see this picture?&lt;/b&gt; Or, tell a story if it reminds you of one.&lt;/div&gt;
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My take: They always censor the naughty bits.
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT Blog&lt;/span&gt; shall return.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We are never gonna&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;give you spiritual awareness.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;But please join us next time anyway.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-1789669213499431918?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/1789669213499431918/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=1789669213499431918" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/1789669213499431918?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/1789669213499431918?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/-2qY3-0MkBw/maria.html" title="Maria" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwehD0SQX5Q/TZo_QfYeBjI/AAAAAAAAcAM/gustqHJsNcs/s72-c/Curious_Cat.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/02/maria.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEAHQXg_fCp7ImA9WhRaEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-6312917432027376822</id><published>2012-02-12T13:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T13:52:10.644-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-12T13:52:10.644-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sunday stealing" /><title>Let's Put The Party Off</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s400/0000.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Welcome again to &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which we bring you weekly on The WTIT Blog. We have gotten really good at just stealing a meme from someone else’s post. (You can play meme with Judd and&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;the official &lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/b&gt; meme.) Today we ripped this off a blogger&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;named &lt;b&gt;Kyogres&lt;/b&gt; from the blog &lt;a href="http://kyogres.livejournal.com/144608.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hero of the 
BlueFlames&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It's long so we will do it in parts. It was stolen from &lt;a href="http://nerdish.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nerdish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. 
But, it was probably stolen there as well. So, of course, that will be as far as we go. Tracing back our theft's thieves might take some time.  &lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Let's go!

&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The 99'er Meme, Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QegbfAAPCjQ/TzgDzsA5HGI/AAAAAAAAeOU/IWFJ6gxXe94/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QegbfAAPCjQ/TzgDzsA5HGI/AAAAAAAAeOU/IWFJ6gxXe94/s320/0000.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;51) Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong?&lt;/b&gt; Yes. But generally I do it in November. I have fights with any and everyone. That way I don't have to buy them Christmas gifts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;52) What is your astrological sign?&lt;/b&gt; Stop. (I know it's a fucking old joke. I haven't woken up yet. It's before noon here on the east coast.)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;53) Do you save money for anything? What?&lt;/b&gt; No. Now what does “what?” mean?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;54) What's the last thing you purchased?&lt;/b&gt; I bought a house with Kathy. Yesterday through her really&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KKOGj_rXZcc/TzgGzbqCMpI/AAAAAAAAeOc/he9teCPt3aU/s1600/10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KKOGj_rXZcc/TzgGzbqCMpI/AAAAAAAAeOc/he9teCPt3aU/s320/10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
hard work, we pulled the WTIT Studio together. It is by far the best studio we've ever had. Every studio gets named. Usually, it's named for the street or town. Although there has been exceptions. When Harvey Wallbanger and I were roommates in the early 90s, the studio was in the kitchen near the gas heater. You always saw flames when the heat was on. We called it “The Hell's Kitchen Studio”. I was going to call this studio “Studio 33” because it's a lucky number for me. Kathy suggested “33 1/3” for the RPMs on record albums. So now it has a double meaning. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpAzRsrt_Og/TzgHa2V_KEI/AAAAAAAAeOk/svMbWKreQ0o/s1600/Debbie+Does+the+Muppets.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpAzRsrt_Og/TzgHa2V_KEI/AAAAAAAAeOk/svMbWKreQ0o/s320/Debbie+Does+the+Muppets.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;55) Have you ever had a relationship that you realized was lust not love?&lt;/b&gt; Yes. I'm selling the video by the door on your way out. We are also selling &lt;i&gt;Debbie Does The Muppets.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;56) In a relationship?&lt;/b&gt; The bestest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;57) How many relationships have you had? &lt;/b&gt;Yeah, right.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;58) What do you want to tell us about your day?&lt;/b&gt; I'm still not fucking awake yet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;59) Where were you yesterday?&lt;/b&gt; Didn't we cover this? I was building Studio 33 1/3.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;60) Is there anything interesting within 10 feet of you? &lt;/b&gt;Naked pictures of you mom.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PuQGDEf9_6s/TzgHsT0TrlI/AAAAAAAAeOs/x2Qmv31lxk4/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PuQGDEf9_6s/TzgHsT0TrlI/AAAAAAAAeOs/x2Qmv31lxk4/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;61) Are you wearing socks right now?&lt;/b&gt; No. Another fucktardian question.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;62) What's your favorite animal? &lt;/b&gt;I'm fascinated by all big cats and wolves. Lions are the most interesting.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;63) What is your secret weapon to get someone to like you?&lt;/b&gt; When you're as great as I am, you don't need no stinking secret weapon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;64) Where is your best friend? &lt;/b&gt;She's in the kitchen cooking me breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yEg-zAuqOlk/TzgH8A92a4I/AAAAAAAAeO0/wiyaMuyBkWE/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yEg-zAuqOlk/TzgH8A92a4I/AAAAAAAAeO0/wiyaMuyBkWE/s200/0000.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;65) How did you end your last relationship end?&lt;/b&gt; When I got sick of driving an hour to see her, I realized we weren't going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;66) What is your heritage?&lt;/b&gt; Vulcan on my mother's side, but my dad is Romulan.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;67) What were you doing last night at 12 AM?&lt;/b&gt; Talking with my dad. He was having problems with his computer. It was really frustrating because I couldn't figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4IvpIfrQyMw/TzgIJTXDEZI/AAAAAAAAeO8/-V89Ql2nWPI/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4IvpIfrQyMw/TzgIJTXDEZI/AAAAAAAAeO8/-V89Ql2nWPI/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;68) What's new?&lt;/b&gt; New York, New Haven and New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;69) What is the key to seduction? &lt;/b&gt;Alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;70) What was the weirdest thing that happened to you this week??&lt;/b&gt; I ran into my ex-brother-in-law from my last marriage. I've had no contact with my ex's family since 1998. Our last encounter did not go well. However, he was extremely friendly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nc49q4YgIqw/TzgIgQ6ZSXI/AAAAAAAAePE/ha9K-wrErio/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nc49q4YgIqw/TzgIgQ6ZSXI/AAAAAAAAePE/ha9K-wrErio/s200/0000.jpg" width="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;71) You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do?&lt;/b&gt; All dogs can swim. They don't drown unless they are owned by Michael Vick.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;72) You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UqiBaY9vygg/TzgJhsGmg-I/AAAAAAAAePM/TiKHuCYJ7zk/s1600/000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UqiBaY9vygg/TzgJhsGmg-I/AAAAAAAAePM/TiKHuCYJ7zk/s1600/000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;remaining days? c) Would you be afraid?&lt;/b&gt; A. Yes. It's fun to watch people celebrate. B. Save the fucking drowning dog. C. No. I've died lots of times.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;73) You can only have one of these things: trust or love.&lt;/b&gt; Blow me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;74) What's a song that always makes you happy when you hear it? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bad Day&lt;/i&gt; by Daniel Powter. It's so depressing that I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;75) Who has your cell phone number (other than family)? &lt;/b&gt;Friends and work related folk. We end on this fucking high note. See you next time. That's all folks!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's it for today on &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your Sunday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We will return. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Just a fair warning.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love, friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Join us. Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157226995822353298" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s400/logo.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Every Saturday &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;TIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; brings you a meme called&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/search/label/Saturday%209"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; It’s not to say that this is a bright idea, but it is what we do. A woman named Crazy Sam started this meme because a prior popular Saturday meme specialist &lt;i&gt;Lola&lt;/i&gt; had retired. So, Sam contacted all Lola’s participants and invited us to participate in her meme. Let's begin!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: Indian Reservation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1. Do you enjoy going to a casino now and again? &lt;/b&gt;Yes. Daily, and I always win. That is how we financed WTIT World Headquarters.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2. What makes you happy most of the time?&lt;/b&gt; Sex and rock ‘n roll. I decided to stop the drugs. For now.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;3. Are you jealous of someone right now? &lt;/b&gt;A tape radio station that’s studio is totally put together. Today is D-Day. Kathy is doing the muscle and then I will put it together. Hoot!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_hIuBKXArJw/TzaYxSBsSXI/AAAAAAAAeNw/qkg5hUAbk3s/s1600/Hennessy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_hIuBKXArJw/TzaYxSBsSXI/AAAAAAAAeNw/qkg5hUAbk3s/s320/Hennessy.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. You're stranded on a desert island with one fictional character. Who is it? Why?&lt;/b&gt; Jordan Cavanaugh. She’s a doctor, who might come in handy and it was her character that made me “fall” for Jill.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;5. Have you ever been in the emergency room? If yes, for what (most recently)?&lt;/b&gt; Yes, too many times. The last was for a GI issue. I’ll spare you the details.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xG3n-qEUjCA/TzaZ6-g-DeI/AAAAAAAAeN4/TNK9MdHvUmc/s1600/000.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xG3n-qEUjCA/TzaZ6-g-DeI/AAAAAAAAeN4/TNK9MdHvUmc/s1600/000.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Where is the last place you drove to just for fun?&lt;/b&gt; I’m a sales guy who drives everyday on a route that has no rhyme or reason. I don’t “drive for fun”. Kathy does most of our social driving. Of course, that has more to do with Smirnoff than my need for a break from driving.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2S31KBtXQR8/TzaaFPa0N5I/AAAAAAAAeOA/EYktzhNTJQY/s1600/twins+47.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2S31KBtXQR8/TzaaFPa0N5I/AAAAAAAAeOA/EYktzhNTJQY/s320/twins+47.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;7. If you were to make your living as a photographer, what would love to shoot?&lt;/b&gt; French twins.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;8. Tell us about a band you like that we might not have heard.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://solongdavey.com/"&gt;So Long Davey&lt;/a&gt;. And while you could say that it’s because my son is the guitarist, I truly believe they will be huge. Tomorrow they will be featured on Sunday Stealing. Check them out.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;9. Where was the last place you went shopping? Why?&lt;/b&gt; CVS. I needed drugs. So I lied on question 2. Sue me.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We're glad that you stopped by.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your weekend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;will return tomorrow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;with Judd Corizan and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;His WTIT Studio construction crew. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Join us for &lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;Sunday Stealing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-8840702168897970603?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/8840702168897970603/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=8840702168897970603" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/8840702168897970603?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/8840702168897970603?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/sQplAIpGscM/calling-doctor-cavanaugh.html" title="Calling Doctor Cavanaugh" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s72-c/logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/02/calling-doctor-cavanaugh.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUBSXw6fip7ImA9WhRbFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-3099213234883182113</id><published>2012-02-08T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T17:37:38.216-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-07T17:37:38.216-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Curious as a Cat" /><title>Short Story Long</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwehD0SQX5Q/TZo_QfYeBjI/AAAAAAAAcAM/gustqHJsNcs/s1600/Curious_Cat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwehD0SQX5Q/TZo_QfYeBjI/AAAAAAAAcAM/gustqHJsNcs/s400/Curious_Cat.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://curiousasacat.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curious as a Cat.: Number 309&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;1) What format did you start listening to music on?&lt;/b&gt; Vinyl. Nothing is better. When the first CDs came out I said while recording on WTIT, “You gotta be shitting me. It has less dynamics than LPs. So, they don't get scratched. Treat vinyl right and it doesn't either.”  It took 15 years, but it was eventually conceded I was right. Now with the “remastering” you cannot beat a CD. And I've got over 15K songs on my iPod. I always wanted to own my radio station, I never thought I'd hold it in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;2) When was the last time you called in sick to work? Were you actually sick? &lt;/b&gt;At the end of October, I called my boss. I had severe nerve pain down my legs. My neurosurgeon (who had done four previous surgeries) said the MRI showed nothing. I asked for a leave of absence to find another doctor. One in Boston said he would not even see me if he thought he could not help. I mailed him my MRI. November 15th he operated. I awoke to no pain for the first time in 18 months. So, short story long, I really was sick. I returned to work on December 1st.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oElwMQwMeFs/TzGnQhwgX0I/AAAAAAAAeNQ/eSrpJ255sRk/s1600/000WILI+Print+Rockin%27+2.BMP" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oElwMQwMeFs/TzGnQhwgX0I/AAAAAAAAeNQ/eSrpJ255sRk/s200/000WILI+Print+Rockin%27+2.BMP" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;3) Would you rather be poor and work at a job you love or be rich and work at a job you hate?&lt;/b&gt; When I was younger that was a dilemma. I chose to be a poor DJ. I'd do it all over again. Hating a job is depressing and sucks. But rich buys you a lot more leisure happiness. So my friend Cataloger, but me down for a “I have no fucking idea.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;4) Show and Tell. What comes to mind first when you see this picture? Or, tell a story if it reminds you of one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My take: When the aliens built there first their first prison, I thought “They said it was all for fun.” But when everyone was arrested, I got my ass out of town.
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT Blog&lt;/span&gt; shall return.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We are never gonna&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;give you spiritual awareness.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;But please join us next time anyway.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-3099213234883182113?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/3099213234883182113/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=3099213234883182113" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/3099213234883182113?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/3099213234883182113?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/Jxx2NMWEUbc/short-story-long.html" title="Short Story Long" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwehD0SQX5Q/TZo_QfYeBjI/AAAAAAAAcAM/gustqHJsNcs/s72-c/Curious_Cat.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/02/short-story-long.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YARHs_cSp7ImA9WhRbFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-3329644368559977754</id><published>2012-02-07T00:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T18:32:25.549-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-06T18:32:25.549-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title>How Will You Celebrate??</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SY4sNLZsz6I/AAAAAAAAS18/CBQAdJDK_WI/s1600-h/lassie_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300222416372158370" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SY4sNLZsz6I/AAAAAAAAS18/CBQAdJDK_WI/s320/lassie_l.jpg" style="float: right; height: 320px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;HAPPY BLAZE'S BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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When I was growing up my brother Mark and I hounded our parents for a dog. This may seem ironic now, since I am not a pet person. I am a huge "animal" person. But there is some irony because I am a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NatGeo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Animal Planet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; junkie. Although, when my kids were small we had animals wandering around.&lt;br /&gt;
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There is something about kids and animals that can form an important bond. My brother and I pushed for a collie. And I know it was no more complicated than we thought Lassie was cool. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SY1CjLk5eXI/AAAAAAAAS00/H33uPrJ0-8U/s1600-h/Titanic+movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299965508655348082" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SY1CjLk5eXI/AAAAAAAAS00/H33uPrJ0-8U/s320/Titanic+movie.jpg" style="float: left; height: 223px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 218px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was Lassie rescuing coal miners one week, pulling sunken ships to shore the next week. At &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT Tape Radio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;we did a spoof once on Lassie. In our version, Lassie went back in time and rescued everyone from the Titanic. We were all surprised when Leonardo went down with the ship in the 90's remake. Where the fuck was Lassie when you needed him?&lt;br /&gt;
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Our collie's name was Blaze. He could not rescue a doll if my sister threw one down the stairs. I am not trying to insult the dog, but the facts are the facts. Blaze was no&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SY0-emBz97I/AAAAAAAAS0s/TLeL_6CRrlw/s1600-h/pet+lassie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299961031810086834" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SY0-emBz97I/AAAAAAAAS0s/TLeL_6CRrlw/s320/pet+lassie.jpg" style="float: right; height: 139px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 241px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t a bright dog. And trust me, it won’t matter to Blaze. Partly because Blaze has been dead, say, thirty years or so, but mostly because Blaze could not read anyway. Blaze was our family pet collie. Talking about Blaze really doesn’t mean much to me. He was a very hyper dog, who jumped all over everybody. So, I don’t have any cute family stories about Blaze. He just was there. Which is probably why I never felt much about pets.&lt;br /&gt;
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When my fellow WTIT DJs came over to record they’d always comment on the way downstairs to the WTIT Studio in the rec room how they got mauled. I’d always say, “You didn’t pet him did you?” A redundant question since Blaze wouldn’t stay around for a petting anyway, but they’d answer “No.” I’d respond, “Good. We only pet him on his birthday. It’s not today, so you did not confuse him.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Because of this, I always remembered that Blaze was born on February 7th. Years later, long &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SY1EdjQ1N0I/AAAAAAAAS08/kctUi9jshng/s1600-h/Collie+jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299967610957674306" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SY1EdjQ1N0I/AAAAAAAAS08/kctUi9jshng/s320/Collie+jump.jpg" style="float: left; height: 236px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 234px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after Blaze had passed, I started calling my family members to wish them a “Happy Blaze’s Birthday”. Somehow the dynamic wound up changing. It became a contest to see whom called whom first to honor “the holiday”. My brother Mark usually wins now. I can live with that. But when this damn holiday falls on a work day, his midnight call can be slightly jolting.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once a member of my family said, “We’ve been doing this so long I cannot remember what started it.” I’d explain, and they’d say, “I don’t remember it that way.” Well, of course not. No one else in the family was a &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/RcpYJbBlRFI/AAAAAAAACG0/Uvu36cI3Kcs/s1600-h/happy+birthday+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028928852809040978" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/RcpYJbBlRFI/AAAAAAAACG0/Uvu36cI3Kcs/s200/happy+birthday+card.jpg" style="float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WTIT DJ. Why I care about credit for what was once a very funny bit, but now is very old and very tired, is anybody's guess. I suppose it is because it started as &lt;i&gt;MY&lt;/i&gt; old and soon-to-be tired joke. And I’ve got tapes to prove it. Anyhow, how about you, my friend? Did you have a good “Blaze’s Birthday”? Good. But next year, please send me a card, damn it. It is a very important day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-3329644368559977754?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/3329644368559977754/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=3329644368559977754" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/3329644368559977754?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/3329644368559977754?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/mcJo46GNjyU/how-will-you-celebrate.html" title="How Will You Celebrate??" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SY4sNLZsz6I/AAAAAAAAS18/CBQAdJDK_WI/s72-c/lassie_l.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/02/how-will-you-celebrate.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UNRXw5eCp7ImA9WhRbFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-5111452348713474688</id><published>2012-02-05T11:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T18:34:54.220-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-06T18:34:54.220-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sunday stealing" /><title>Just Another Super Bowl Sunday</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s400/0000.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Welcome again to &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which we bring you weekly on The WTIT Blog. We have gotten really good at just stealing a meme from someone else’s post. (You can play meme with Judd and&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;the official &lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/b&gt; meme.) Today we ripped this off a blogger&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;named &lt;b&gt;Kyogres&lt;/b&gt; from the blog &lt;a href="http://kyogres.livejournal.com/144608.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hero of the 
BlueFlames&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It's long so we will do it in parts. It was stolen from &lt;a href="http://nerdish.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nerdish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. 
But, it was probably stolen there as well. So, of course, that will be as far as we go. Tracing back our theft's thieves might take some time.  &lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Let's go!

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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The 99'er Meme, Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: orange; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf2BFGOOLoE/Ty6h48Jss0I/AAAAAAAAeLM/Hfxxg6buk80/s1600/000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf2BFGOOLoE/Ty6h48Jss0I/AAAAAAAAeLM/Hfxxg6buk80/s1600/000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;26) Are you happy with the person
you've become?&lt;/b&gt; Of course. When you are as great as I am, it's hard to be humble.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;27)
What's a sound you hate; sound you love?&lt;/b&gt; I hate rap music. Kathy is
trying get me to listen to it. She hates country, so I always say
that I will give it a chance after she gives country music a chance.
That always marks the end of the discussion. I love rock 'n roll!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s8DzAXZKllQ/Ty6jG-SMuUI/AAAAAAAAeLs/_YvsIqj5XXE/s1600/000WILI+Rockin%27+with+Bud+%28Survey%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s8DzAXZKllQ/Ty6jG-SMuUI/AAAAAAAAeLs/_YvsIqj5XXE/s320/000WILI+Rockin%27+with+Bud+%28Survey%29.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28)
What's your biggest "what if"?&lt;/b&gt; What if I didn't get married
so young and stayed on the radio (the first time) longer. But I have great kids and I
love my present life. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;29) Do you believe in ghosts? How about
aliens?&lt;/b&gt; On the ghost thing, it falls into all the paranormal and
religious shit that I don't understand. But that doesn't mean I'm
right. There is more to it all than not believing in anything. I do
believe in aliens. The Republicans want to deport old alien ladies
and children.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3HcF57svp9o/Ty6jX5iesiI/AAAAAAAAeL0/3eP51uX40b8/s1600/Gatewood+Studio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3HcF57svp9o/Ty6jX5iesiI/AAAAAAAAeL0/3eP51uX40b8/s320/Gatewood+Studio.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last studio WTIT studio.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;30) Stick your right arm out; what do you touch
first? Do the same with your left arm. &lt;/b&gt;Boxes. With my back I need to
hire someone to set up my vinyl in the new WTIT studio. On another
note, Kathy bought WTIT a brand new studio round table. (The DJs sit
around it during recording.) It is the first round one since we recorded
in 1976. We replaced the original round one with a poker table that
was an octagon. We decided to upgrade it for the new house. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3J6UHQBO4Es/Ty6jzUKhbKI/AAAAAAAAeL8/3tXGzyoz3KM/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3J6UHQBO4Es/Ty6jzUKhbKI/AAAAAAAAeL8/3tXGzyoz3KM/s200/0000.jpg" width="162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31)
Smell the air. What do you smell?&lt;/b&gt; Napalm. I love the smell of it in
the morning.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) What's the worst place you have ever been to?
&lt;/b&gt;North Carolina. The state is terrific, but the company sucked.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;33)
Choose: East Coast or West Coast?&lt;/b&gt; Blow me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3-tl7m62ERQ/Ty6kn4oyMgI/AAAAAAAAeME/i5kMASTiNa4/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3-tl7m62ERQ/Ty6kn4oyMgI/AAAAAAAAeME/i5kMASTiNa4/s200/0000.jpg" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;34) Most attractive
singer of your opposite gender? &lt;/b&gt;Carrie Underwood.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) To you,
what is the meaning of life?&lt;/b&gt; Sex, drugs and rock 'n roll.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;36)
Define: Art. &lt;/b&gt;No, as with beauty, it is in the eyes of the beholder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;37)
Do you believe in luck?&lt;/b&gt; Yes. How else could you explain Powerball?
Skill?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-epW4EhekiWU/Ty6k7Juk88I/AAAAAAAAeMM/5nybi1BW0HQ/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-epW4EhekiWU/Ty6k7Juk88I/AAAAAAAAeMM/5nybi1BW0HQ/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;38) Patriots or Giants? Or, who gives a rat's ass?&lt;/b&gt; Pats
by a touchdown.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZYyDt2x_zE/Ty6lEj0Sb8I/AAAAAAAAeMU/A-0whO_xID4/s1600/BillBud2011Superbowl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZYyDt2x_zE/Ty6lEj0Sb8I/AAAAAAAAeMU/A-0whO_xID4/s320/BillBud2011Superbowl.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Johnnie &amp;amp; I, last year.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Will you watch the game? If yes, with who?
&lt;/b&gt;Johnnie Walker (the only other original WTIT DJ that still records)
and I do it every year. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Do you drive? If so, have you
ever crashed?&lt;/b&gt; Yes &amp;amp; yes. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;41) What was the last book you
read? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Mammoth Book of The Beatles. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;42) Do you like the
smell of gasoline?&lt;/b&gt; Seriously? Who would give a fuck?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;43) Do
you have any nicknames?&lt;/b&gt; No, my mom “Knotso Weiser” and my dad
“Mucho Weiser” thought “Bud Weiser” was an original
idea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cT06QlTznFI/Ty6l6c9OsAI/AAAAAAAAeMk/cySC1KoVouA/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cT06QlTznFI/Ty6l6c9OsAI/AAAAAAAAeMk/cySC1KoVouA/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;44) What was the last movie you saw? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Outsourced.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Kathy
and I loved the TV version, but it only lasted one season. A couple
of weeks back we rented the film the series was based on.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;45)
What's the worst injury you've ever had?&lt;/b&gt; In 2003 I developed a staph
infection from a back surgery. I did not respond to three different
antibiotics. I kept getting thinner. I had an iv in 24/7. A nurse
came by daily. When my kids visited me on Christmas Eve I could see
in their eyes the sorrow. They knew that I was dying. I knew as well.
I wasn't bitter, in fact I was grateful my kids were all over 18 and
I had held my first grandchild who was 13 months at the time. Know
that you are dying is very different than you'd imagine. In March of
2004, my doctor found a new antibiotic. I knew within a day that I
was getting better. On May 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, I started my present job.
I've learned to enjoy every day as a privilege. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o8KoyuhvhEM/Ty6m0ZVeyZI/AAAAAAAAeMs/76m2JGjyTbk/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o8KoyuhvhEM/Ty6m0ZVeyZI/AAAAAAAAeMs/76m2JGjyTbk/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;46) Have you
ever caught a butterfly?&lt;/b&gt; Fuck off. Man can I steal some sucko memes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;47) Do you have any
obsessions right now?&lt;/b&gt; Just getting the house together.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;48)
What's your sexual orientation?&lt;/b&gt; Threesomes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;49) Ever had a
rumor spread about you? &lt;/b&gt;The worst one happened when I met Kathy. An ex thought
she'd be clever and open a facebook page as a man. She then sent
Kathy an email telling her that I was Bin Laden, more or less. She
put shit in it only she would know. She is an incredibly popular
blogger that people think is SO nice. I thought so as well before that email.
But now I call her The Dragon Lady. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;50) Do you believe in
magic?&lt;/b&gt; Loving Spoonful. Next song, please.&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LfY7u0J-34A/Ty6eVlZdECI/AAAAAAAAeLE/fHTjpAgUrXc/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LfY7u0J-34A/Ty6eVlZdECI/AAAAAAAAeLE/fHTjpAgUrXc/s400/0000.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's it for today on &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your Superbowl Sunday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We will return. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Just a fair warning.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love, friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Join us. Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157226995822353298" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s400/logo.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Every Saturday &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;TIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; brings you a meme called&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/search/label/Saturday%209"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; It’s not to say that this is a bright idea, but it is what we do. A woman named Crazy Sam started this meme because a prior popular Saturday meme specialist &lt;i&gt;Lola&lt;/i&gt; had retired. So, Sam contacted all Lola’s participants and invited us to participate in her meme. Let's begin!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: Our House&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LjK2axfdkng/Ty1S1lZPaLI/AAAAAAAAeKc/6gw_YroFf9E/s1600/000.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LjK2axfdkng/Ty1S1lZPaLI/AAAAAAAAeKc/6gw_YroFf9E/s320/000.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;1. I
read that Bud Weiser &amp;amp; Kathy moved into their new house! When was
the last time you moved? Where to?&lt;/b&gt; Since I'm one of “Bud and
Kathy”, you figure it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="color: orange; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;2. If
they were making a Hall of Fame for the blogosphere, name a blogger
or two who you think should make the list. Why?&lt;/b&gt; In terms of real
impact, Bobby Griffin of “Bestest Blog”. He gave out daily awards
and they were coveted. We won ours&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bestestblogofalltime.blogspot.com/2006/12/bestest-blog-of-day-12202006.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. In 2006-7, he brought
hundreds of bloggers together. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dL0FxyHa1Jc/Ty1WJh6mhoI/AAAAAAAAeKk/2abjozes9Tc/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dL0FxyHa1Jc/Ty1WJh6mhoI/AAAAAAAAeKk/2abjozes9Tc/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My kids a decade ago, 2001&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;3.
What are couple of funny things you remember your parents saying?
(Like, “They're starving there in China, so finish what you've
got.” - John Lennon) Do you say them to your kids?&lt;/b&gt; My kids are
grown, so no. But any parent raising kids ends up saying things that
made them cringe because they were the sames things your parents said
that you hated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;4.
What is something that has happened to you that you would consider a
miracle?&lt;/b&gt; Having a female fan of mine from the 70s contact me. In less than
two years we fell in love, got engaged and bought a house. I'm
surprised that anyone would even talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="color: orange; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXyHAf8OxqY/Ty1WbwQ0b7I/AAAAAAAAeKs/-f3nEn-ERPQ/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXyHAf8OxqY/Ty1WbwQ0b7I/AAAAAAAAeKs/-f3nEn-ERPQ/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;5.
What is it too late for?&lt;/b&gt; It's too late baby, baby it's too late,
though we really tried to make it. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;6.
What do you try to stay away from?&lt;/b&gt; Doing anything or saying anything
when I am angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;7.
When you get into a disagreement or fight, how often are you the
first to apologize? &lt;/b&gt;Yes, generally constantly. Guys are generally wrong. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="color: orange; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WeQypjYEHOM/Ty1WxDq_pzI/AAAAAAAAeK0/nh71PTWViYw/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WeQypjYEHOM/Ty1WxDq_pzI/AAAAAAAAeK0/nh71PTWViYw/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;8.
Tell us about a current issue that you’re unhappy with.&lt;/b&gt; The pure
hatred between the 1% and the Republicans who defend them and the
rest of us. The conservatives treats us as though we are incredibly
stupid. And when you look at the polls, about a third of Americans
agree with them. They live as Bill Maher puts it, “inside the
bubble”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;9. How
often do you update your blog/site and why&lt;/b&gt;? Two or three times a
week. Fascinating fucking question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We're glad that you stopped by.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your weekend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;will return tomorrow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;with
Judd Corizan and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;His Naked Linda Lovelace impersonators. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Join us for &lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;Sunday Stealing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Welcome again to &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which we bring you weekly on The WTIT Blog. We have gotten really good at just stealing a meme from someone else’s post. (You can play meme with Judd and&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;the official &lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/b&gt; meme.) Today we ripped this off a blogger&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;named &lt;b&gt;Kyogres&lt;/b&gt; from the blog &lt;a href="http://kyogres.livejournal.com/144608.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hero of the 
BlueFlames&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It's long so we will do it in parts. It was stolen from &lt;a href="http://nerdish.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nerdish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. 
But, it was probably stolen there as well. So, of course, that will be as far as we go. Tracing back our theft's thieves might take some time.  &lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Let's go!

&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The 99'er Meme, Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;1-Put your iTunes on
shuffle. Give me the first 6 songs that pop up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Woman – Peter &amp;amp; Gordon&lt;/div&gt;
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The Letter – Lee DeWyze&lt;/div&gt;
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Pasadobles – Ringo Starr&lt;/div&gt;
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Excited – Bonnie Raitt&lt;/div&gt;
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Oh, My, My – Ringo Starr&lt;/div&gt;
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I Ain’t Gonna Stand for It Baby – Eric Clapton&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3eP7-gyfRU/TyWnxHGshyI/AAAAAAAAeJs/CUlWl4niKeE/s1600/paul-mccartney.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3eP7-gyfRU/TyWnxHGshyI/AAAAAAAAeJs/CUlWl4niKeE/s1600/paul-mccartney.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;2) If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? &lt;/b&gt;It would be Paul
McCartney. There are thousands of questions about his music that I’d love to
ask. And of his incredible life, and of course I’d want to know everything
about my only true hero, John. It’s funny though I wrote to &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://onegalsmusings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gal &lt;i&gt;(The Gal&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Herself)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; today about Paul’s new CD. I wrote, &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;On another subject, have
heard Sir Paul's latest? I hate everything about it. I love Rod Stewart but was
mortified a rocker would butcher (or even sing) standards. (Don’t get me wrong.
I love standards. But I’d rather hear Frank, Tony or Louie sing them.)I think
Paul just REALLY disappointed me. His CDs of the last decade just were getting
bett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;er &amp;amp; better. This one I won't buy...” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-b9hU0ztZk/TyWl2qVdTjI/AAAAAAAAeJc/mCyY49lZp70/s1600/64932_340.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-b9hU0ztZk/TyWl2qVdTjI/AAAAAAAAeJc/mCyY49lZp70/s320/64932_340.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;3) Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.&lt;/b&gt; “Today the
mascots exist primarily for the fans.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;4) What do you think about most?&lt;/b&gt; Sex. No one admits its it, but most people do.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;5) What does your latest text message from someone else say? &lt;/b&gt;It’s the
forwarding address of the people we bought our new house from. I’d share it,
but then the sellers would be swamped by WTIT Blog fans.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="color: orange;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
6) Do you sleep with or without clothes on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; On. Usually a Beatles tee and
sweats or underwear depending on the season. Sexy, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7R1qbXqCAL0/TyWn7dqi26I/AAAAAAAAeJ0/JzPOhBzzvU0/s1600/64932_340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7R1qbXqCAL0/TyWn7dqi26I/AAAAAAAAeJ0/JzPOhBzzvU0/s320/64932_340.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;7) What's your strangest talent?&lt;/b&gt; Creating the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt; world’s first and longest running
Tape Radio Station is pretty weird. Check the story out&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://wtit.net/history"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://here./"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;8) (finish the sentence)Women...&lt;/b&gt;are nurturing.; &lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;Men&lt;/b&gt;...want blow jobs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;) Ever had a poem or song
written about you?&lt;/b&gt; Not that I am aware of. My son James once wrote and recorded
a song about his step father. In fact he recorded with various bands. It was
not a flattering song because his step dad is a total asshole.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hN7z3YP0U94/TyWoVM2EDfI/AAAAAAAAeJ8/789bf04B2sE/s1600/uconn-mascot.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hN7z3YP0U94/TyWoVM2EDfI/AAAAAAAAeJ8/789bf04B2sE/s320/uconn-mascot.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;10) When is the last time you played the air guitar? &lt;/b&gt;Just now. You made me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="color: orange;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
11) Do you have any strange phobias? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Women with clothes on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;12) Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I think I was a child long ago.
So, possibly.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;13) What's your religion?&lt;/b&gt; None of the above.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;14) If you are outside, what are you most likely doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Driving. The life of a
sales guy…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;15) Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?&lt;/b&gt; In front of it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
16) Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band? &lt;/b&gt;The Beatles. No very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdxVEVBfHe8/TyWpBRPvweI/AAAAAAAAeKE/G1X0M5yfzg4/s1600/uconn-mascot.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdxVEVBfHe8/TyWpBRPvweI/AAAAAAAAeKE/G1X0M5yfzg4/s320/uconn-mascot.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;complex
at all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;17) What was the last lie you told? &lt;/b&gt;That I’d try to attend a party. I wanted
to, but I was moving soon, it was on a “school” night and was an hour away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;18) Do you believe in karma?&lt;/b&gt; It’s gonna get you and knock you off your feet.
So, truthfully, recent events have made me accept the concept.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br style="color: orange;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
19) What does your URL mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; WTIT? It’s the best radio station that you’d have
to be in our studio to hear. It stands for “Truth in Taping”.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;20) What is your greatest weakness; your greatest strength?&lt;/b&gt; Blow me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Byq2cv_02Uk/TyWqKq_GatI/AAAAAAAAeKM/9MQ7qPL5BjA/s1600/64932_340.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Byq2cv_02Uk/TyWqKq_GatI/AAAAAAAAeKM/9MQ7qPL5BjA/s320/64932_340.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;21) Who is your celebrity crush? &lt;/b&gt;Jill Hennessy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;22) Have you ever gone skinny dipping?&lt;/b&gt; Of course. The French twins loved to!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
23) How do you vent your anger?&lt;/b&gt; With Smirnoff on the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;24) Do you have a collection of anything?&lt;/b&gt; Tons. My fave is my thousands of
vinyl albums.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;25) Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online? &lt;/b&gt;I’ve never
video chatted. Do the fucking math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's it for today on &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your Sunday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We will return. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Just a fair warning.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love, friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Join us. Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-7144982548860162720?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/7144982548860162720/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=7144982548860162720" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/7144982548860162720?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/7144982548860162720?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/F7xguqV3A-I/kisses-on-bottom.html" title="Kisses On The Bottom" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s72-c/0000.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/01/kisses-on-bottom.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IEQ3s7eCp7ImA9WhRUGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-3108805824877710192</id><published>2012-01-28T22:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T17:18:22.500-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-29T17:18:22.500-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Saturday 9" /><title>That's His Pet - Jimi Hendrix</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157226995822353298" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s400/logo.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Every Saturday &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;TIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; brings you a meme called&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/search/label/Saturday%209"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; It’s not to say that this is a bright idea, but it is what we do. A woman named Crazy Sam started this meme because a prior popular Saturday meme specialist &lt;i&gt;Lola&lt;/i&gt; had retired. So, Sam contacted all Lola’s participants and invited us to participate in her meme. Let's begin!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: How Do You Mend a Broken Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbV7OZLey3I/TyS2cycvVbI/AAAAAAAAeH0/OQrlANIZ2Do/s1600/64932_340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbV7OZLey3I/TyS2cycvVbI/AAAAAAAAeH0/OQrlANIZ2Do/s320/64932_340.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;1. How did you cope with your biggest heartache?&lt;/b&gt; Sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;2. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital?&lt;/b&gt; My daughter-in-law Maria. She gave birth to their first  child and my third perfect granddaughter.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;3. How many jobs have you held in your life? How many of those were part of your chosen career field?&lt;/b&gt; My chosen field was radio. Without taking the time to count, I’ve worked at 20 some radio stations from being a part-time jock, to morning personality and then to sales and management. My last (non Tape Radio) job was around the turn of the century.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2XrDANfaZw/TyS350tyzSI/AAAAAAAAeH8/iWvdp3BPO5I/s1600/64932_340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2XrDANfaZw/TyS350tyzSI/AAAAAAAAeH8/iWvdp3BPO5I/s1600/64932_340.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;4. How did you discover Saturday 9&lt;/b&gt;? I decided to create the fucker. At the time I thought my Bud Weiser blog persona was too controversial to host a meme. So I invented Sam. True story: My girlfriend at the time yelled at me because she thought Sam was coming on to me. When I say I can keep a secret, trust me, I can. After letting her stew for a while, I laughed my ass off. She finally figured out. She turned out to be the dragon lady. What an ass!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;5. If you could take the train from anywhere to anywhere, where would 'anywhere' be?&lt;/b&gt; My bed. I spent the day moving. Why  am bothering to do this stupidity is anybody’s guess.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CI02e5nUy2g/TyS4TIm83QI/AAAAAAAAeIE/kVd5gVPVWX8/s1600/64932_340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CI02e5nUy2g/TyS4TIm83QI/AAAAAAAAeIE/kVd5gVPVWX8/s320/64932_340.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;6. When was the first time you cooked for someone else?&lt;/b&gt; I cooked breakfast for Kathy a while back.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;7. What is the worst beverage you've ever tasted?&lt;/b&gt; Jagermeister sucks moose.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;8. Is there anything in life you are "certain" about? Firm in your beliefs? Strong in your convictions?&lt;/b&gt; Yes, because I’m usually right about everything.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;9. Do you know anyone who has as very unusual pet?&lt;/b&gt; My son Ben had a pet reptile named Jimi after Jimi Hendrix. I never understood it. But now, married with child, he has a cat named Mr. Jones. He’s calmed down a bit.



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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We're glad that you stopped by.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your weekend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;will return tomorrow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;with
Judd Corizan and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;His Naked Linda Lovelace impersonators. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Join us for &lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;Sunday Stealing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-3108805824877710192?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/3108805824877710192/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=3108805824877710192" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/3108805824877710192?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/3108805824877710192?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/PnL0rHUv0h8/thats-his-pet-jimi-hendrix.html" title="That's His Pet - Jimi Hendrix" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s72-c/logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/01/thats-his-pet-jimi-hendrix.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEFSHo7cCp7ImA9WhRUFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-6874393033406415402</id><published>2012-01-24T17:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T17:36:59.408-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-24T17:36:59.408-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Curious as a Cat" /><title>Hide the Bread</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwehD0SQX5Q/TZo_QfYeBjI/AAAAAAAAcAM/gustqHJsNcs/s1600/Curious_Cat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwehD0SQX5Q/TZo_QfYeBjI/AAAAAAAAcAM/gustqHJsNcs/s400/Curious_Cat.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://curiousasacat.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curious as a Cat.: Number 307&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;1) Do you like to cook?&lt;/b&gt; That would be a negatory. Kathy once stated that she never met a man who had more of an aversion to cooking. I do a decent breakfast and handle the grill well, but I'm really overall useless. (I can at least pay for at a restaurant.)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMDhdpRH6BA/Tx8yL1qQIpI/AAAAAAAAeHY/8Ls7TvH4Df8/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMDhdpRH6BA/Tx8yL1qQIpI/AAAAAAAAeHY/8Ls7TvH4Df8/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;2) What's the name of the dance move you created that sweeping the world? Explain how it's done.&lt;/b&gt; It's called “The Bend Over and I'll Drive You Home”. Guess how you do it!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;3) How do you feel about CATV cameras in public places? &lt;/b&gt;I think with the advent of cell camera/video phones and surveillance cameras that we are all on video except at home. So, I really don't care. Once technology is out of the box, it is impossible to put back.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;4) Show and Tell. What comes to mind first when you see this picture? Or, tell a story if it reminds you of one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rvyBEYI0hX8/Tx8sYLZtH9I/AAAAAAAAeHA/UAKVo7op050/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rvyBEYI0hX8/Tx8sYLZtH9I/AAAAAAAAeHA/UAKVo7op050/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My take: I hate to be gross (or worse than usual), but it looks like someone hurled in loave of bread. Yuch.
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&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT Blog&lt;/span&gt; shall return.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We are never gonna&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;give you spiritual awareness.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;But please join us next time anyway.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-6874393033406415402?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/6874393033406415402/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=6874393033406415402" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/6874393033406415402?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/6874393033406415402?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/Mittw6Ks7yc/hide-bread.html" title="Hide the Bread" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwehD0SQX5Q/TZo_QfYeBjI/AAAAAAAAcAM/gustqHJsNcs/s72-c/Curious_Cat.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/01/hide-bread.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4MRns7fyp7ImA9WhRUE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-8978132365018112794</id><published>2012-01-22T11:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T08:23:07.507-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-23T08:23:07.507-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sunday stealing" /><title>So You Had a Bad Day</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s400/0000.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
Welcome again to &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which we bring you weekly on The WTIT Blog. We have gotten really good at just stealing a meme from someone else’s post. (You can play meme with Judd and&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;the official &lt;b style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/b&gt; meme.) Today we ripped this off a blogger&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;named &lt;b&gt;Tense Teacher&lt;/b&gt; of the blog &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://tenseteach.wordpress.com/"&gt;Tense for a Reason&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;i&gt; (Yes we 
know that we've ripped her off not so long ago as well. It's pretty amazing 
since she stopped posting in 2007. But that's where we live as a thief).&lt;/i&gt; 
Also, it's long so we'll do it in parts. She does not say where she got it from. 
But, it was probably stolen there as well. So, of course, that will be as far as we go. Tracing back our theft's thieves might take some time. &lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Let's go!

&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Never Ending Meme, Ends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YxFBISK0Uyo/Txw3UYWT60I/AAAAAAAAeFQ/3yQtxKonjH8/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YxFBISK0Uyo/Txw3UYWT60I/AAAAAAAAeFQ/3yQtxKonjH8/s320/0000.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jessica Lange wins a Golden Globe for AHS.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;36. Have you watched
&lt;i&gt;American Horror Story&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/b&gt; Every episode. It's Kathy's
favorite show. The strangest part was in the finale they hinted that
next year there will be a different cast. A lot of the show is trying
to figure out who is alive and who is dead. At the end the live ones
were killed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;37. Baseball hat or toque?&lt;/b&gt; What the fuck is a
toque? Hello Wikipedia! Oh really? I'll go with my Yankees cap
here.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;38. Do you shampoo or soap up first in the shower?
&lt;/b&gt;Before or after sex? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;39. Wet the toothbrush or brush dry with
the toothpaste? &lt;/b&gt;Slippery When wet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rBypmmGeUF0/Txw4fERW4RI/AAAAAAAAeFY/DHfJs6DOr2k/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rBypmmGeUF0/Txw4fERW4RI/AAAAAAAAeFY/DHfJs6DOr2k/s200/0000.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;40. Pen or pencil?&lt;/b&gt; Pen. I
never make a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Have you ever gambled at a casino?&lt;/b&gt;
Yes. I always win so it became no challenge.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Have you
thrown up on a plane?&lt;/b&gt; No. Yech.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;43. Have you thrown up in a
car?&lt;/b&gt; No, I know you can pull over.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QnfvtDT-_vU/Txw5YTI80SI/AAAAAAAAeFg/cAq97Bi2GUA/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QnfvtDT-_vU/Txw5YTI80SI/AAAAAAAAeFg/cAq97Bi2GUA/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;44. Have you thrown up at
work? &lt;/b&gt;What's with the fucking vomit questions?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;45. Do you
scream on roller coasters?&lt;/b&gt; No, I don't go on them. I hate them. But,
I took my kids on them all the time. My daughter Heather once wrote
that when she grew up and found out, that I was a really cool
dad.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;46. How many shoes do you have?&lt;/b&gt; Two at a time. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-op-VODcClVE/Txw52AFS1RI/AAAAAAAAeFw/Q_inaXU9VN4/s1600/000.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="189" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-op-VODcClVE/Txw52AFS1RI/AAAAAAAAeFw/Q_inaXU9VN4/s200/000.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;47.
Who was your first roommate? &lt;/b&gt;His name was Renard. When The Beatles
broke up our freshman year, he and his bud Frank decided that they
were to be the next Beatles. I asked “How can you do that?” He
replied that they had heard all the so song so they'd pick up where
The Beatles left off. What a moron.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdjsEX5P5bY/Txw6oyAX9GI/AAAAAAAAeF4/KvPql7Bq4tk/s1600/smir+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdjsEX5P5bY/Txw6oyAX9GI/AAAAAAAAeF4/KvPql7Bq4tk/s200/smir+2.jpg" width="95" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What alcoholic
beverage did you drink when you got drunk for the first time?&lt;/b&gt;
Smirnoff and OJ. A Screwdriver if you will. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;49. What was your
first job? &lt;/b&gt;I friend who appeared on WTIT at 15, Tiny Tim, got us jobs
at a country club snack bar. We had to be told not to throw the food
at our customers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KaODHSR_xaU/Txw7Tq5LseI/AAAAAAAAeGA/Q97tQFkdcxI/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KaODHSR_xaU/Txw7Tq5LseI/AAAAAAAAeGA/Q97tQFkdcxI/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;50. What was your first car? &lt;/b&gt;The first
Budmobile was a Chevy Impala. It exploded when a girl and I went to a
drive in and left a cigarette burning in the back seat. My sis Diane
had to be told (she was 12) not to call my folks at parties unless it
was an emergency. She called them to say (around midnight) that
“Bud's car is on fire. The Fire Department is here. Marie (a next
door neighbor) is cooking hot chocolate in the kitchen. Is this an
emergency?” I hadn't seen Marie in decades (her brother is Gypsy
Joe, one of WTIT's original five DJs) until she came to my 260&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;
birthday bash that Kathy threw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X_QYBgywghU/Txw8IlnEW0I/AAAAAAAAeGI/32g71JRLV7c/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X_QYBgywghU/Txw8IlnEW0I/AAAAAAAAeGI/32g71JRLV7c/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;51. When did you go to your
first funeral?&lt;/b&gt; Won't that be when I die? So, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. How
old were you when you first moved away from your hometown?&lt;/b&gt; 17 if you
count college. 21 if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;53. Who was your first grade
teacher?&lt;/b&gt; Miss Antoinez.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KAXsnbSeb3A/Txw8ZxiGgSI/AAAAAAAAeGQ/sIJ_P5iIaXg/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="134" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KAXsnbSeb3A/Txw8ZxiGgSI/AAAAAAAAeGQ/sIJ_P5iIaXg/s200/0000.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;54. Where did you go on your first
airplane ride?&lt;/b&gt; 1970 to go to a peace demonstration in D.C.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55.
When you snuck out of your house for the first time, who was it with?&lt;/b&gt;
Never did it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DRBQyHqxfck/Txw8p56NwqI/AAAAAAAAeGY/1EymlaFbAdA/s1600/buds+psarty+122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DRBQyHqxfck/Txw8p56NwqI/AAAAAAAAeGY/1EymlaFbAdA/s320/buds+psarty+122.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gary &amp;amp; Bud at The Bash&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;56. Who was your first best friend and are you
still friends with them? &lt;/b&gt;Galloping Gary who co-founded WTIT with
Bouncing Bill and I. We hadn't spoke in years until facebook brought
us back together. He came to the aforementioned 260&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;
bash.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;57. Where did you live the first time you moved out of
your parents’ house? &lt;/b&gt;Isn't this question 52?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rwKC5VlZo0g/Txw8_FpCPyI/AAAAAAAAeGg/s3shfO8GxaE/s1600/000.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="189" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rwKC5VlZo0g/Txw8_FpCPyI/AAAAAAAAeGg/s3shfO8GxaE/s200/000.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;58. Who is the first person you call when you have a bad day?&lt;/b&gt; Daniel Powter. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59.
Whose wedding were you in the first time you were a bridesmaid or a
groomsmen?&lt;/b&gt; I was in so many that I'm not sure. I think it was at Many
Miles which was on the first anniversary of my first wedding. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;60.
What is the first thing you do in the morning?&lt;/b&gt; Wrestle a tiger.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CPWWfCdciFM/Txw9sMU9-iI/AAAAAAAAeGo/ucjgTWEhdOw/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CPWWfCdciFM/Txw9sMU9-iI/AAAAAAAAeGo/ucjgTWEhdOw/s320/0000.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;61.
What was the first concert you attended?&lt;/b&gt; Chubby Checker when I was
10.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;62. First tattoo or piercing?&lt;/b&gt; Will never happen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;63.
First celebrity crush?&lt;/b&gt; Haley Mills.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's it for today on &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your Sunday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We will return. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Just a fair warning.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love, friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Join us. Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157226995822353298" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s400/logo.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Every Saturday &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;TIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; brings you a meme called&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/search/label/Saturday%209"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; It’s not to say that this is a bright idea, but it is what we do. A woman named Crazy Sam started this meme because a prior popular Saturday meme specialist &lt;i&gt;Lola&lt;/i&gt; had retired. So, Sam contacted all Lola’s participants and invited us to participate in her meme. Let's begin!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: Home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD58UJ1csi0/TxrcEocz5rI/AAAAAAAAeEg/8AtmeOEIYgc/s1600/kathyandlindsay+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD58UJ1csi0/TxrcEocz5rI/AAAAAAAAeEg/8AtmeOEIYgc/s320/kathyandlindsay+2010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Granddaughter Lindsay &amp;amp; Kathy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;1. Do you live close to where you grew up? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I live in the same state. I had always said that when my kids were grown I'd move out of Connecticut to a warmer place. I did not foresee that in 2004 I'd get a job that I couldn't replace. We had six inches of snow last night. I truly hate winter. But had I left, I'd be further from my grandkids and would not be with my lady.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JP-U2QxADIQ/TxrcaxjzuzI/AAAAAAAAeEo/hxOwlVzb2ng/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JP-U2QxADIQ/TxrcaxjzuzI/AAAAAAAAeEo/hxOwlVzb2ng/s200/0000.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;2. Have you ever been so angry that you almost lost control? &lt;/b&gt;Only once. At a pee-wee football game my son, who was in the game, was horsing around with another kid and pushed him off the bench. The boys father ran over picked my son up and threw him. I could not believe my eyes. Ben was not injured, he was in full football gear. I had to restrained from killing the man. I made such a stink with the league that the guy was banned from going to games. In retrospect I should have pressed charges.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;3. Are you a fan of a musical act that slightly embarrasses you?&lt;/b&gt; Not now, but in high school I was a fan of what they called bubblegum music. My favorite song from that genre was &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quick Joey Small&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. When I hit college, I got totally into rock. The first time I heard &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tommy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, the Who's rock opera, I never looked back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="252" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1OiljaInq4g" width="336"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;

&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PJey8r2idY8/Txrd8JRWEHI/AAAAAAAAeEw/HezWn8lUbDE/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PJey8r2idY8/Txrd8JRWEHI/AAAAAAAAeEw/HezWn8lUbDE/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;4. Is there a movie that always makes you cry?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Notting Hill.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I don't really understand why, either. It's a great romantic comedy, but Roberts and Grant really had no chemistry. But the plot always gets to me. I know a guy is not supposed to even like romantic comedies. But I do. So there.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;5. Who is the most famous person that you've met?&lt;/b&gt; I've kissed Bonnie Raitt and met Huey Lewis. Both pretty cool events.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2w5djRs7gaw/TxrgwQLF8ZI/AAAAAAAAeFA/Cm9seXH61Oc/s1600/crazy+sam+naked.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2w5djRs7gaw/TxrgwQLF8ZI/AAAAAAAAeFA/Cm9seXH61Oc/s200/crazy+sam+naked.jpg" width="134" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam loves this photo.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;6. Before you leave your home, what must you have?&lt;/b&gt; Keys, iPhone, wallet and reading glasses. Fascinating question. I may have to kill off Sam and let Judd do this fucking meme.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;7. What do you miss the most about being a kid? &lt;/b&gt;That everything was taken care of for me. No worries and no troubles. Although that make believe Tape Radio station that I created lives on. It's been the only constant in my life since I was 14. I always thought I'd outgrow it. Maybe next year, who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M-9eelSzGZ8/TxrhExgCZ0I/AAAAAAAAeFI/G2wqdNvibnM/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M-9eelSzGZ8/TxrhExgCZ0I/AAAAAAAAeFI/G2wqdNvibnM/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;8. Tell us about a passion of yours that your readers would not expect.&lt;/b&gt; I am a HUGE big cat fan. I watch countless hours of NatGeo and Animal Planet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;9. At what age do you think you'd be to think, “I've had a great run”? &lt;/b&gt;When I was in my 30s, my father-in-law died at 66. I remember thinking that he lived his life his way and that it wasn't too young. Now I look at 66 as though it were 40. My folks are in their mid 80s. I'm not sure I want all of their physical ailments. But they still seem happy. That's because they divorced in the 80s. 

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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We're glad that you stopped by.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your weekend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;will return tomorrow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;with
Judd Corizan and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Crazy Sam's Singing Orchestral Circus.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Join us for &lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;Sunday Stealing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-6269539037377944114?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/6269539037377944114/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=6269539037377944114" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/6269539037377944114?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/6269539037377944114?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/_cztaCmS4Fo/quick-joey-small.html" title="Quick Joey Small" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s72-c/logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/01/quick-joey-small.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EEQnk5cSp7ImA9WhRVGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-5460069903102539928</id><published>2012-01-17T07:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T17:33:23.729-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-17T17:33:23.729-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Curious as a Cat" /><title>A Wonderful Day in The Neighborhood</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwehD0SQX5Q/TZo_QfYeBjI/AAAAAAAAcAM/gustqHJsNcs/s1600/Curious_Cat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwehD0SQX5Q/TZo_QfYeBjI/AAAAAAAAcAM/gustqHJsNcs/s400/Curious_Cat.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://curiousasacat.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curious as a Cat.: Number 306&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;1. Name three songs that remind you of specific people in your life. Explain who each reminds you of and why.
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tkWtjVZLDBk/TxVtwv3HaQI/AAAAAAAAd-4/TzLJI7vexpc/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tkWtjVZLDBk/TxVtwv3HaQI/AAAAAAAAd-4/TzLJI7vexpc/s200/0000.jpg" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cathy's Clown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by The Everly Brothers. Kind of self explanatory. Not that I actually feel that way, in fact quite the opposite. But when we first got serious, I played it a lot while we had breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Boys Are Back in Town &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;by Thin Lizzy. Though it was written about returning from war (originally titled &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;GI Joe's Back in Town&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) I think of it when my “boys” (WTIT DJs) record. It used to be very frequently, but since the turn of the century it's more like a few times a years. So I open a lot of my Bud Weiser Radio Program shows with it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KoI8iKVPpb4/TxVt8hVCn8I/AAAAAAAAd_A/WhY9VUaBE7Y/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KoI8iKVPpb4/TxVt8hVCn8I/AAAAAAAAd_A/WhY9VUaBE7Y/s200/0000.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Want to Hold Your Hand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by The Beatles. I remember the first time that I heard it. On this side of the pond it was their first hit. I remember actually thinking (at age 12) that the band was unique and very different. Little did I know how much they would impact my life and those for generations to come.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hb5lbTUiZ0E/TxVu6ae2MFI/AAAAAAAAd_I/aUNe9Zd0_Ro/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hb5lbTUiZ0E/TxVu6ae2MFI/AAAAAAAAd_I/aUNe9Zd0_Ro/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;2) What one socially-unacceptable behavior do you REALLY wish we could make socially-acceptable? &lt;/b&gt;Live sex shows at restaurants. Now THAT would give Hooters a run for their money! Besides, I hear the the food at The Sex Palace is to die for.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;3) Have you ever milked a cow? Ever tipped a cow?&lt;/b&gt; Cat., I'm from the northeast. We do have cows, but this isn't the heartland. We had more important things to do like record Tape Radio shows.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;4) Show and Tell. What comes to mind first when you see this picture? Or, tell a story if it reminds you of one.
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;My take: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;“It was his final resting spot. The world would forever mourn the loss of Mr. Rogers. Some say he was bigger than The Beatles." (The same “some” are morons.)
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT Blog&lt;/span&gt; shall return.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We are never gonna&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;give you spiritual awareness.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;But please join us next time anyway.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-5460069903102539928?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/5460069903102539928/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=5460069903102539928" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/5460069903102539928?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/5460069903102539928?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/yqQpi5FIETk/wonderful-day-in-neighborhood.html" title="A Wonderful Day in The Neighborhood" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwehD0SQX5Q/TZo_QfYeBjI/AAAAAAAAcAM/gustqHJsNcs/s72-c/Curious_Cat.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/01/wonderful-day-in-neighborhood.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cMQ387eCp7ImA9WhRVFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-8595203801584517322</id><published>2012-01-15T12:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T12:38:02.100-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-15T12:38:02.100-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sunday stealing" /><title>Get Me to a Phone Booth</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s400/0000.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
Welcome again to &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which we bring you weekly on The WTIT Blog. We have gotten really good at just stealing a meme from someone else’s post. (You can play meme with Judd and&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;the official &lt;b style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/b&gt; meme.) Today we ripped this off a blogger&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;named &lt;b&gt;Tense Teacher&lt;/b&gt; of the blog &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://tenseteach.wordpress.com/"&gt;Tense for a Reason&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;i&gt; (Yes we 
know that we've ripped her off not so long ago as well. It's pretty amazing 
since she stopped posting in 2007. But that's where we live as a thief).&lt;/i&gt; 
Also, it's long so we'll do it in parts. She does not say where she got it from. 
But, it was 
probably stolen there as well. So, of course, that will be as far as we go. 
Tracing back our theft's thieves might take some time. &lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Let's go!


&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Never Ending Meme, Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bpvqakgjD-E/TxMLjPJbvxI/AAAAAAAAd7I/ZWNA_kdbneQ/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bpvqakgjD-E/TxMLjPJbvxI/AAAAAAAAd7I/ZWNA_kdbneQ/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;21. Did you go to your high school prom?&lt;/b&gt; Yes, but I don't remember much. I do remember returning my date the next day to get her swimming suit. Her folks were not pleased that she never came home. Man was that crappy. Eight couples were all waiting with me for her. I said, “Get me to a phone booth. I'll get another date.” Our caravan of cars proceeded to the the phone and then the next house. Date number two was waiting with towel and suit in hand. (Yes, I know that this doesn't sound like me at all. But it is true.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XuiMS943uxo/TxMMApXv1GI/AAAAAAAAd7Q/5-KsTy94Muc/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XuiMS943uxo/TxMMApXv1GI/AAAAAAAAd7Q/5-KsTy94Muc/s200/0000.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;22. Perfect time to wake up?&lt;/b&gt; When your eyes open and you can't fall back to sleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;23. Perfect time to go to bed?&lt;/b&gt; When your very sexy fiancée suggests it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;

&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;24. Do you use your queen right away in chess?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I last played chess in 1969 at prep school. You're not gonna believe that I really don't remember or care.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3vuBKMGxK4/TxMMNEvSC6I/AAAAAAAAd7Y/o6UINdQ3OS4/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3vuBKMGxK4/TxMMNEvSC6I/AAAAAAAAd7Y/o6UINdQ3OS4/s200/0000.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;
&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;25. Ever been in a car accident?&lt;/b&gt; Yes. I'm 260 years old. Shit happens.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;26. Closer to mom or dad…or neither?&lt;/b&gt; Blow me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;27. What age is this exciting life over for you?&lt;/b&gt; Probably when I stole this fucking meme.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v7e73Tht_is/TxMNASLqxWI/AAAAAAAAd7o/vaGo0bzNC4o/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v7e73Tht_is/TxMNASLqxWI/AAAAAAAAd7o/vaGo0bzNC4o/s200/0000.jpg" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;28. What decade during the 20th century would you have chosen to be a teenager?&lt;/b&gt; The 60s because that's how it played out for me. The 60s defined who I am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;29. Favorite shoes you have EVER owned?&lt;/b&gt; The black ones.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;30. Do you have an article of clothing you have had since you were in high school?&lt;/b&gt; Holy shit! Where did my high school football jersey go?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;31. Were you in track and field?&lt;/b&gt; No. It wasn't in me either.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QPLIkEYlc3s/TxMMoUxz0gI/AAAAAAAAd7g/Jz-s7zhZ--8/s1600/woman+%2526+banana.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QPLIkEYlc3s/TxMMoUxz0gI/AAAAAAAAd7g/Jz-s7zhZ--8/s200/woman+%2526+banana.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;32. Favorite fruit?&lt;/b&gt; Bananas. Guess why.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;33. Have you ever written in a library book? &lt;/b&gt;Why did you rent one that said “Bud was here”?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGHGoeaZUiI/TxMN-A76mqI/AAAAAAAAd7w/1ssw390jjfY/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="143" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGHGoeaZUiI/TxMN-A76mqI/AAAAAAAAd7w/1ssw390jjfY/s200/0000.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;34. Allergic to?&lt;/b&gt; Republicans and their worship of “job creators.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;35. Were you ever in a school talent show? &lt;/b&gt;In college. My roommate and I got booed. That was a fair reaction to our comedy sketch. Had we been shot to death, that would have been a fair reaction as well.
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's it for today on &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your Sunday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We will return. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Just a fair warning.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love, friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Join us. Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-8595203801584517322?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/8595203801584517322/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=8595203801584517322" title="14 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/8595203801584517322?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/8595203801584517322?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/-CEbaZfFy4Q/get-me-to-phone-booth.html" title="Get Me to a Phone Booth" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s72-c/0000.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>14</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/01/get-me-to-phone-booth.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIHQn4zcCp7ImA9WhRVFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-6307916756333407750</id><published>2012-01-14T00:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T23:15:33.088-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-13T23:15:33.088-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Saturday 9" /><title>Are We There Yet?</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157226995822353298" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s400/logo.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Every Saturday &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;TIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; brings you a meme called&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/search/label/Saturday%209"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; It’s not to say that this is a bright idea, but it is what we do. A woman named Crazy Sam started this meme because a prior popular Saturday meme specialist &lt;i&gt;Lola&lt;/i&gt; had retired. So, Sam contacted all Lola’s participants and invited us to participate in her meme. Let's begin!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: I Know I'm Losing You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;1. Have you ever still been in a relationship that you knew was ending, but you hung in with it anyway? If yes, why?&lt;/b&gt; Yes, but for lots of different reasons. My first marriage I stayed way too long, because of my kids. My oldest once said that we should have split sooner. I also had a girlfriend that we had enormous chemistry but had little else in common, and broke up and got back together a lot. Good or great sex tends to slow leaving town.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;2. Tell why people around the world should be completely enthralled by you. &lt;/b&gt;I'm the King of Tape Radio. Top that!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8O92-el1_3s/TxC0NwAmEBI/AAAAAAAAd30/WDB2fvWZ794/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8O92-el1_3s/TxC0NwAmEBI/AAAAAAAAd30/WDB2fvWZ794/s200/0000.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;3. Other than where you live, what's your favorite city and why?&lt;/b&gt; I love Boston, Chicago and San Francisco. But I'd go with warm weather year round like San Diego, but I've never been there.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zie3UcqJ6W0/TxC0vyr6J7I/AAAAAAAAd4E/zN2N_wF_3XU/s1600/Hennessy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zie3UcqJ6W0/TxC0vyr6J7I/AAAAAAAAd4E/zN2N_wF_3XU/s320/Hennessy.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;4. What is something you are really passionate about?&lt;/b&gt; Jill Hennessy. I still miss &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crossing Jordan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;5. What has been your most exciting prize that you've won? &lt;/b&gt;I'll go with my first prize. I won a song (a 45 RPM, and yes I'm old), by The Mamas &amp;amp; The Papas song &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Saw Her Again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; The DJ said after our conversation, on air, that I was both a funny and great guy. His name was Long John Wade at WDRC. I've won better and more expensive shit, but none more exciting than the first.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W5MNP8q8dBw/TxC1Bh58VnI/AAAAAAAAd4M/ulXENJkdRbs/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="138" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W5MNP8q8dBw/TxC1Bh58VnI/AAAAAAAAd4M/ulXENJkdRbs/s200/0000.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;6. Do you think there was there a second gunman behind the grassy knoll?&lt;/b&gt; Yes. Kudos to Gal for suggesting this question.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BKwkRTkReHM/TxC1jVE96ZI/AAAAAAAAd4c/9aAvwporDR8/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BKwkRTkReHM/TxC1jVE96ZI/AAAAAAAAd4c/9aAvwporDR8/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;7. What was the silliest, most fun, crazy or impractical gift that you received?&lt;/b&gt; I loved getting the complete &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Star Trek Cartoon Series&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; on DVD. The&lt;br /&gt;
original actors voiced all the parts and the writers from the original series wrote the episodes.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mM3VyG2odcU/TxC2Wc75uFI/AAAAAAAAd4k/1iYadzlMqdA/s1600/buds+psarty+265.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mM3VyG2odcU/TxC2Wc75uFI/AAAAAAAAd4k/1iYadzlMqdA/s320/buds+psarty+265.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;8. What was the most practical gift that you received?&lt;/b&gt; Clothes. I need them as gifts. I simply have no sense of style beyond a Beatles tee and jogging pants.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;9. What blogger has been in your blogroll the longest? How did you discover them?&lt;/b&gt; Linda from &lt;a href="http://www.mouseski.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are We There Yet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was part of the first clique of bloggers that I was involved with. There were 25 of us. The others faded by choice (think Dragon Lady) and others ended their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We're glad that you stopped by.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your weekend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;will return tomorrow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;with
Judd Corizan and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;his Tran-sexual Support Group.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Join us for &lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;Sunday Stealing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-6307916756333407750?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/6307916756333407750/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=6307916756333407750" title="16 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/6307916756333407750?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/6307916756333407750?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/9WtNjHmyuBU/are-we-there-yet.html" title="Are We There Yet?" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s72-c/logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/01/are-we-there-yet.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08MRno_eCp7ImA9WhRVEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-1001896512253324006</id><published>2012-01-08T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T18:38:07.440-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-08T18:38:07.440-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sunday stealing" /><title>Oh Canada</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s400/0000.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
Welcome again to &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which we bring you weekly on The WTIT Blog. We have gotten really good at just stealing a meme from someone else’s post. (You can play meme with Judd and&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;the official &lt;b style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/b&gt; meme.) Today we ripped this off a blogger&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;named &lt;b&gt;Tense Teacher&lt;/b&gt; of the blog &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://tenseteach.wordpress.com/"&gt;Tense for a Reason&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;i&gt; (Yes we 
know that we've ripped her off not so long ago as well. It's pretty amazing 
since she stopped posting in 2007. But that's where we live as a thief).&lt;/i&gt; 
Also, it's long so we'll do it in parts. She does not say where she got it from. 
But, it was 
probably stolen there as well. So, of course, that will be as far as we go. 
Tracing back our theft's thieves might take some time. &lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Let's go!


&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Never Ending Meme, Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UGBsDEkLE30/Twolha_PYSI/AAAAAAAAd2c/-zDo0Dn6SmY/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UGBsDEkLE30/Twolha_PYSI/AAAAAAAAd2c/-zDo0Dn6SmY/s200/0000.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;1. Song that always makes you sad?&lt;/b&gt; The French National Anthem. It's a two-fold problem. First, it's the start of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;All You Need Is Love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; But after the start, it sucks. And since my engagement I no longer sleep with the French twins. We're still great friends, but it ain't the same.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first pic of me with all three.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;2. Last thing you bought?&lt;/b&gt; A present for my granddaughter Zoey. I had already bought her a great gift (Kathy &amp;amp; I celebrated Christmas yesterday with my two oldest kids and my grandkids) but on Christmas Eve my sister gave her the same thing. I never should have told her how easy it is to find an age appropriate gift on Amazon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;3. Last person you argued with? &lt;/b&gt;No clue. I don't easily get rattled.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;4. Do you put butter before putting the peanut butter on?&lt;/b&gt; On what? A beautiful woman? I really should proofread questions EVERY week. This week with our Christmas party, I whiffed. So sue me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7L3o-kMfxWc/TwomWrCamBI/AAAAAAAAd2s/ZcuoUDqIicc/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7L3o-kMfxWc/TwomWrCamBI/AAAAAAAAd2s/ZcuoUDqIicc/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;

5. One of your stuffed animals’ names as a kid?&lt;/b&gt; Dumbo. You think he might have been an elephant? You did? Wow. You're smart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;6. Did you ever at one time own a Barenaked Ladies CD?&lt;/b&gt; I love the band. So yes. But what's this “at one time” shit? Does the author of this masterpiece of a fucking meme throw out some routinely?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;7. Favorite day of the week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Two days off, so life is good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJC41gliIQ8/Twomo4RyhwI/AAAAAAAAd20/iuhUBY-oFKY/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJC41gliIQ8/Twomo4RyhwI/AAAAAAAAd20/iuhUBY-oFKY/s320/0000.jpg" width="173" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;8. Favorite sundae topping?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Fudge. Exciting question.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;9. Did you take piano lessons?&lt;/b&gt; Yes. And I sucked so badly the teacher hated me. But when I convinced my mother to tell him to teach me pop music, he brought &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nothing Could Be Finer Than To Be In Carolina. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;It was downhill from there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;

&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;10. Most frequent song played?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nothing Could Be Finer Than To Be In Carolina.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;11. T.V. show you secretly enjoy? &lt;/b&gt;I just got heavily into Big Bang Theory. I know, I was the last one in on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;12. Would you rather play basketball or hockey? &lt;/b&gt;Basketball. Hockey is not a sport. It has no ball.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGlm9HCyUiQ/TwonRymciTI/AAAAAAAAd28/rxdCaAr4sIU/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGlm9HCyUiQ/TwonRymciTI/AAAAAAAAd28/rxdCaAr4sIU/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;13. Date someone older or younger?&lt;/b&gt; I've done both. Once when I was about 40, a 20 something date stated that she knew I was older, but wanted to know if I were her father's age. I asked, “How old is he?” She said he was 38. I replied, “No I'm not his age. No worries.” Man was she easy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;14. One place you could travel right now?&lt;/b&gt; If this only were an actual sentence I might answer it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UjHQwpMxv3Y/TwonpcIS1lI/AAAAAAAAd3U/BLWZ7nIV9DI/s1600/000.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UjHQwpMxv3Y/TwonpcIS1lI/AAAAAAAAd3U/BLWZ7nIV9DI/s320/000.png" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;15. Do you use umbrellas?&lt;/b&gt; No. But they don't use me either.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;16. Do you know all the words to the Canadian national anthem?&lt;/b&gt; “Oh Canada, da da da da da da.” So no.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;17. Favorite cheese?&lt;/b&gt; Swiss. I hear their army knife rocks as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;18. The Smith’s or The Cure?&lt;/b&gt; A question from say 1987? Did I steal a fucking old meme. I'll go Cure here, like it matters.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zMCkS8B2VF4/TwoocA9KMQI/AAAAAAAAd3c/urcYono_FTc/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zMCkS8B2VF4/TwoocA9KMQI/AAAAAAAAd3c/urcYono_FTc/s320/0000.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;19. Do you prefer blondes or brunettes?&lt;/b&gt; Where did all the great questions go like “swallow or spit”? Gees, this meme sucks moose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;20. Best job you ever had?&lt;/b&gt; My current one. Hey, my boss could be reading this. On second thought, he barely can use a computer. But, his boss does so I'll stick with the answer.
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's it for today on &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your Sunday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We will return. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Just a fair warning.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love, friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Join us. Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-1001896512253324006?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/1001896512253324006/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=1001896512253324006" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/1001896512253324006?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/1001896512253324006?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/lyauufqA7j4/oh-canada.html" title="Oh Canada" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp6yPWc_dNY/TwCUjdLIp-I/AAAAAAAAdzs/N3O7RHK5lEI/s72-c/0000.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/01/oh-canada.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QHQ3s9eCp7ImA9WhRWGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-6301327060317830126</id><published>2012-01-07T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T22:02:12.560-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-06T22:02:12.560-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Saturday 9" /><title>If I Only Had a Heart or a Brain</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157226995822353298" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s400/logo.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Every Saturday &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;TIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; brings you a meme called&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/search/label/Saturday%209"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; It’s not to say that this is a bright idea, but it is what we do. A woman named Crazy Sam started this meme because a prior popular Saturday meme specialist &lt;i&gt;Lola&lt;/i&gt; had retired. So, Sam contacted all Lola’s participants and invited us to participate in her meme. Let's begin!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: Nobody Told Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xA0g4q_xVos/Twez5UUWYsI/AAAAAAAAd1c/Q4JI-Fd01m0/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xA0g4q_xVos/Twez5UUWYsI/AAAAAAAAd1c/Q4JI-Fd01m0/s320/0000.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;1. When you grew up were you ever told how to deal with problems? &lt;/b&gt;Yes. I was told to deal with it. Helpful and compassionate.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;2. What was your first apartment like?&lt;/b&gt; Four rooms and a gas stove in the WTIT Studio which was the only heat source and it was in the kitchen. You could see the flames. That's why we called that studio Hell's Kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;3. What was the first car you owned? &lt;/b&gt;It was a Chevy Impala. It died a horrible death from flames. It was a drive-in sex-alcohol-cigarette scenario. RIP.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7Po5crAGd4/Twe0Ak_QVaI/AAAAAAAAd1k/37s_62gwVqI/s1600/twins+36.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7Po5crAGd4/Twe0Ak_QVaI/AAAAAAAAd1k/37s_62gwVqI/s320/twins+36.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;4. Tell us about a crush or relationship that you had at high school.&lt;/b&gt; Lots. One crush was on (really) twins. I was hired to DJ at that classes 15th reunion (I transferred after my first year). I told the story on mike. One of the sisters came up to me and said, “You had a crush on me? I don't remember you.” A Kodak moment for sure.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;5. Have you ever had an “enemy” in your life?&lt;/b&gt; Nope. Just bosses I did not care for, but not enemies. Although a couple felt so at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;6. What were you doing the first night that you got drunk?&lt;/b&gt; I had a first date&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3BJ9aLRVuOE/Twe0SGP9bEI/AAAAAAAAd10/BM5bUTwEEmE/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3BJ9aLRVuOE/Twe0SGP9bEI/AAAAAAAAd10/BM5bUTwEEmE/s320/0000.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
with “Nancy”. I had wanted to ask her out for a while, but I was always seeing someone else. Finally unattached, I asked her to a party. Even though I did not drink, she was upset there was alcohol at the party and insisted that I take her home. I had never had anything against drinking, but usually everyone drank beer which I hate to this day. (Don't tell me about the irony of my WTIT DJ name, I get it.) After dropping her off I was offered a Smirnoff with OJ, a “screwdriver” if you will. Smirnoff and I formed a long lasting relationship that night.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;7. Ten years ago, what was you job and did you like it?&lt;/b&gt; I was in marketing at a Fortune 500 company and I loved it. Although, I do like what I'm doing now better.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BnOaB1e3viQ/Twe0mbwgUdI/AAAAAAAAd18/8OibSvwVNxg/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BnOaB1e3viQ/Twe0mbwgUdI/AAAAAAAAd18/8OibSvwVNxg/s200/0000.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;8. What movie had the biggest impact on you as a child and why? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Wizard of Oz. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;How we looked forward to that once a year event. Even my folks were psyched. Popcorn and the whole 9 yards. If I only had a brain...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;9. What are your plans for this weekend?&lt;/b&gt; Christmas is today at the Weiser home. My daughter Heather. Her husband and my granddaughters Lindsay and Lauren will be here along with my son Ben, wife Maria and my youngest granddaughter Zoey will be here. We're back with &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stealing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We're glad that you stopped by.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your weekend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;will return tomorrow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;with
Judd Corizan and his harmonica.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Join us for &lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;Sunday Stealing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-6301327060317830126?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/6301327060317830126/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=6301327060317830126" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/6301327060317830126?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/6301327060317830126?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/Do6NyP1Ap_M/if-i-only-had-heart-or-brain.html" title="If I Only Had a Heart or a Brain" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s72-c/logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-i-only-had-heart-or-brain.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UNR309eCp7ImA9WhRWFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-3305434504681458860</id><published>2012-01-01T12:04:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T19:08:16.360-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-02T19:08:16.360-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sunday stealing" /><title>Where is That Magazine?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
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Welcome again to &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which we bring you weekly on The WTIT Blog. We have gotten really good at just stealing a meme from someone else’s post. (You can play meme with Judd and&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;the official &lt;b style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/b&gt; meme.) Today we ripped this off a blogger named &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Becky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; and her 
blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://becky68.wordpress.com/2007/12/30/end-of-the-year-meme/"&gt;Am I Half 
Dead or Am I Doing Fine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;She doesn't say where 
she stole it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But, it was 
probably stolen there as well. So, of course, that will be as far as we go. 
Tracing back our theft's thieves might take some time. &lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Let's go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The 2011 Year End Meme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wPskoZFomzg/TwCLnYX4OPI/AAAAAAAAdxk/LCnqyu_EMFk/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wPskoZFomzg/TwCLnYX4OPI/AAAAAAAAdxk/LCnqyu_EMFk/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;1. What did you do in 2011 that you’d never done before? &lt;/b&gt;I am very proud of the charity work I have done. You might think getting people to donate so that women can have breast implants is easy work, but it isn’t. Shouldn't the poor woman have the same rights as the richer ones for breast augmentation? I aided &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our Sisters of the Tiny Breasts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; all I could.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year? &lt;/b&gt;No &amp;amp; no. I don't do resolutions because I am perfect as I am.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zoey and Santa from the newspaper.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth? &lt;/b&gt;My son Ben and his wife Maria gave birth to their first child. My granddaughter Zoey was born in June. It's their first and my third granddaughter.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;/b&gt; No, but Kathy's dad passed in March. It hit her extremely hard.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Do country fairs count?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2012 that you lacked in 2011?&lt;/b&gt; A nice house. It should come this month. It will give WTIT its nicest studio in years. In fact, it may be the best yet.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCOWT49B4FA/TwCMfijyBsI/AAAAAAAAdx8/KwW28N6hUOA/s1600/KathyBudNov12+2011BDparty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCOWT49B4FA/TwCMfijyBsI/AAAAAAAAdx8/KwW28N6hUOA/s320/KathyBudNov12+2011BDparty.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;7. What dates from 2011 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;/b&gt; Just with Kathy. Once you're engaged, dating others can be considered a tad tacky.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? &lt;/b&gt;I think surviving it was the greatest.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m8tg96Appcw/TwCMulZcT3I/AAAAAAAAdyI/BZYyhCG9m8A/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m8tg96Appcw/TwCMulZcT3I/AAAAAAAAdyI/BZYyhCG9m8A/s1600/0000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;/b&gt; I did not win Powerball. It might have something to do with never buying lottery tickets. There may be a cause and effect going on there.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;10. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/b&gt; The new WTIT mixing board. We had not even had the ability to record a session in over a year. Harvey Wallbanger and I christened it in November.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;11. Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;/b&gt; Kathy's. You may find this hard to believe, but I am not a day at the beach to be with.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rNNjCI5YOV4/TwCOasTAMUI/AAAAAAAAdyU/uCkLixFFwNw/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="169" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rNNjCI5YOV4/TwCOasTAMUI/AAAAAAAAdyU/uCkLixFFwNw/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;12. Whose behavior made you appalled and disgusted?&lt;/b&gt; The Congress. Or more precise, the Republican's behavior. They are under the misguided impression that if they hold the country hostage, blame everything on Obama, that the country would elect one of their bozos running for the Republican nomination for president.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;13. What song will always remind you of 2011? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fuck You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Cee Lo Green. Not only a perfect Motown revival sound, but a great message as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;14. What do you wish you’d done more of?&lt;/b&gt; This is a tough one. I generally do most things to the extreme.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;15. What do you wish you’d done less of?&lt;/b&gt; Getting a hangover. Today's is a fucking dozey.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;16. Did you fall in love in 2011?&lt;/b&gt; No, because I fell in love with Kathy on 2010.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n5hbXh-i3gU/TwCRd5KfAtI/AAAAAAAAdys/RiuNJt_wkGA/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n5hbXh-i3gU/TwCRd5KfAtI/AAAAAAAAdys/RiuNJt_wkGA/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;17. What was your favorite new TV program?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rizzoli &amp;amp; Isles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. It is a total rip of Crossing Jordan. It's set in Boston and uses very similar Irish music for its theme. While it's not just about the medical examiner (Although Isles is one) Rizzoli is a detective. Here's the real weird past. Angie Harmon plays Rizzoli and was in &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Law and Order &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;after Jill Hennessy (who played Jordan). That all said, it's my favorite. A VERY close second is &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;American Horror Story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. It's Kathy's fave, and we're both really into it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;18. What was the best book you read?&lt;/b&gt; People still read books? Gees, who knew?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-En5r6iDK86k/TwCRmghtB5I/AAAAAAAAdy4/yrwXcHfccEs/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-En5r6iDK86k/TwCRmghtB5I/AAAAAAAAdy4/yrwXcHfccEs/s320/0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;19. What one thing would have made your year measurably more satisfying?&lt;/b&gt; Giving up my bachelor ways. Don't get me wrong I miss those threesomes, but when you find the right person, one is plenty.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;20. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2011?&lt;/b&gt; It's no longer bleak. But close.&lt;br /&gt;
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21. What kept you sane? &lt;/b&gt;I know when to say no. Some ideas sound great at the conception, but upon further review are incredibly stupid.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;23. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;/b&gt; I got nothing here. Talk amongst yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;24. Tell us a valuable lesson you learned in 2011? &lt;/b&gt;That writing this blog should be treated a lot lighter. I used to publish it 6 days a week every week. Now other than Saturday 9 and Sunday Stealing, I just publish when I'm in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;25. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year. &lt;/b&gt;“A long December and there’s reason to believe maybe this year will be better than last.”

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&lt;b&gt;Just a fair warning.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: Sam's Last Stand: 2011&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L73vU7VktpE/Tv9ByHWZkHI/AAAAAAAAdvg/jovk-PnFmXU/s1600/000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L73vU7VktpE/Tv9ByHWZkHI/AAAAAAAAdvg/jovk-PnFmXU/s200/000.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;1. Over all, how do you feel about what happened in your life in 2011?&lt;/b&gt; It was a mixed bag, but aren't most years? Medically, it sucked moose. Two operations, another five days in the hospital with something not related, was pure joy. We even had to celebrate Kathy's birthday in the hospital. On the other side, getting engaged and finding our dream house was as good as it gets. (Sorry, Allison.)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;2. Do you do New Year's resolutions? If so, what are they this year?&lt;/b&gt; No. I think that you are better off picking a meaningful date (for you) to change or start something. Doing it so arbitrary usually produces zero results. Or is that just me?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;3. In the past 24 hours, I have reconnected with 3 old friends that I've not spoken to in years. If you could reconnect with someone from your past who would it be, and why?&lt;/b&gt; It probably would be a former friend who was a WTIT DJ. While someone may have left my life in say 1974, between their photos on the wall of yearly WTIT pictures or on a comedy bit I listen to, the seem still in my life. I miss the person they were, so I probably would not feel the same if a person were to appear after all these years anyway.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;5. Going back to my ex-friends that I reconnected with, one of them ended over a boyfriend. She called to apologize. Do you have someone that you fell out with you and wonder how they are?&lt;/b&gt; No. If I have “falling out”, it was about something important. So, I do not wonder or care in the slightest “how they are”.&lt;br /&gt;
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6. If you had a chance to reconnect with an ex (say for coffee), who would it be, and why? &lt;/b&gt;Answering this question would almost be a good idea. Tempting, but no.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZRPRU2tlmc/Tv9FgDEMbXI/AAAAAAAAdwo/4-z0hVKu5yc/s1600/00.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZRPRU2tlmc/Tv9FgDEMbXI/AAAAAAAAdwo/4-z0hVKu5yc/s200/00.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;7. One of resolutions is about weight-loss. Have you ever struggled with your diet?&lt;/b&gt; I think the struggle with weight is rather universal. Although the weirdest thing that I ever went through was in 2003 when I had a staph infection. I lost so much weight that I was the same weight that I was in high school. I had to drink milk shakes (or frappes depending on where you live) twice a day, not to gain weight, but to stop the loss. If I were to do the same diet today, I'd weigh 400 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGGmf-mntOg/Tv9FyTpb1vI/AAAAAAAAdw0/uJW31ObUoFk/s1600/00.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGGmf-mntOg/Tv9FyTpb1vI/AAAAAAAAdw0/uJW31ObUoFk/s320/00.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;8. What do you think was the top news story of 2011?&lt;/b&gt; Globally, I'd pick the democracy revolutions in the Arab world. Domestically, I'll go with the horror and tragedy that occurred at Penn State.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;9. What are your plans for (New Year's Eve) tonight?&lt;/b&gt; Kathy and I have nice quiet, romantic evening planned. I'll post the video. Wait, Kathy's yelling something. Oops, my bad. No video. Enjoy your New Year. We're back in 2012. We're back with &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stealing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;will return tomorrow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ringing in the New Year with Kenny G.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same time. Same blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22526043-502252026710523610?l=wtit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/feeds/502252026710523610/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22526043&amp;postID=502252026710523610" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/502252026710523610?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22526043/posts/default/502252026710523610?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WTITTapeRadioTheBlog/~3/WO-R-9twUt8/never-shortage-of-bad-ideas.html" title="Never a Shortage of Bad Ideas" /><author><name>Bud Weiser, WTIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02333989186132063905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9vpCkUa8k/TvkykSIBOMI/AAAAAAAAdsI/-2xrj5yQnpU/s220/bud%2B2011%2BNovember%2B12.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/R5ImoOgL25I/AAAAAAAAJDs/T51cPLChgW0/s72-c/logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wtit.blogspot.com/2011/12/never-shortage-of-bad-ideas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QMRX04fSp7ImA9WhRUE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22526043.post-447845501575154522</id><published>2011-12-29T09:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T08:29:44.335-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-23T08:29:44.335-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="meme" /><title>An Apple a Day Breaks a Tooth</title><content type="html">We are getting pretty damn sick of not having those daily memes we so relied on for the last five years. First it was &lt;b&gt;Thunks&lt;/b&gt;. Then DJ KathyA stopped &lt;b&gt;R&amp;amp;R Fridays&lt;/b&gt;. The &lt;b&gt;Wednesday Wickedness&lt;/b&gt;, poof! I thought we were saved with that Weds-Fri meme,&lt;b&gt; WTF.&lt;/b&gt; Then she cried uncle. And finally it was &lt;b&gt;Mayhem&lt;/b&gt;. So now what? We’re back to random stealing. This we grabbed&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; from &lt;a href="http://kwizgiver.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kwizgiver&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.
She swiped from &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweetmemes.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Cat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;1. Did someone die in that last movie you watched?&lt;/b&gt; Kathy had never seen Daniel Craig as James Bond. The first film, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Casino Royale&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, I thought was terrific. The second, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quantum of Silence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; made no sense to me what-so-ever. We watched the first on Saturday. It was a Bond film. Twelve people died before the opening credits.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;2. Are the trees pretty colors outside for you now or at all? &lt;/b&gt;It's winter. Allison if you're gonna steal memes, steal them from the same time of year. I'm glad I got THAT off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dpPtr6MvjDU/Tvx1k6eYoHI/AAAAAAAAduw/IXLbgc-DJQs/s1600/000.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dpPtr6MvjDU/Tvx1k6eYoHI/AAAAAAAAduw/IXLbgc-DJQs/s1600/000.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;3. Do your parents make/made you weed the garden?&lt;/b&gt; It was hard for my parents to make me do anything. You may not believe this, but I can be a bit stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;4. When's the last time you video recorded something on TV?&lt;/b&gt; I Tivo daily. For my 260th birthday, Harvey Wallbanger (of course a fellow WTIT DJ) turned me on to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Big Bang Theory&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I had never seen it. So I have years to catch up with.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;5. How big is your memory chip?&lt;/b&gt; 2,849,648,333 TB. Give or take a GB.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XO8-ShPjnds/Tvx1xX6E3DI/AAAAAAAAdu8/csWKPtgELG0/s1600/000.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XO8-ShPjnds/Tvx1xX6E3DI/AAAAAAAAdu8/csWKPtgELG0/s200/000.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;6. What are your views on sunflowers?&lt;/b&gt; It depends on how tall they are.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;7. What is your favorite incense scent?&lt;/b&gt; This is an oxymoron. Yech.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;8. Caramel apples or candy apples?&lt;/b&gt; This is just plain fuctardian.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;9. Have you ever tried one of those blue candy apples? &lt;/b&gt;Holy core Batman, again with the apples.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RketNSQspF4/Tvx5_Agcj3I/AAAAAAAAdvI/v0RkGYiatT4/s1600/000.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="158" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RketNSQspF4/Tvx5_Agcj3I/AAAAAAAAdvI/v0RkGYiatT4/s200/000.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;10. Would you ever or do you make your dog wear a bandanna? &lt;/b&gt;This assumes I have a fucking dog. Well, I do. He's a virtual dog, Happy. He hates it when I show this fucking picture.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;11. Do you find dandelions when they're gone all white pretty? &lt;/b&gt;Don't you just hate it when you steal a meme because the first few questions were interesting and then it all goes south. No one said this blog was any good. Sometimes you get what you pay for.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;WTIT: The Blog&lt;/span&gt; will return&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;with some more shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;So come back someday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;It could improve to be mediocre!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same time. Same blog.

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