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Porn" /><category term="KATU meet up" /><category term="depressing" /><category term="the 3 laws" /><category term="war plane" /><category term="weird video" /><category term="Friday we die" /><category term="louie ck" /><category term="Net neutrality" /><category term="flying car" /><category term="Occult" /><category term="videos" /><category term="drunk" /><category term="bored" /><category term="bbc" /><category term="Art" /><category term="calvin and hobbes" /><category term="operation noble resolve" /><category term="Camilo Jose Vergara" /><category term="conspiracy theory" /><category term="morphogenetic fields" /><category term="the end of Portland" /><category term="Alex Jones" /><category term="Iran" /><category term="jobs" /><category term="feeling blue" /><category term="Kermit" /><category term="new place" /><category term="dictionary" /><category term="bigfoot porno" /><category term="Noble Resolve" /><category term="lunacy" /><category term="science nerd stuff" /><category term="homer simpson" /><category term="Buddhabrot" /><title>One Angry Anthropoid</title><subtitle type="html">Where transitive properties flow like water.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Alexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18083736198394740516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9k9yBR_tZ8/Tev20FawYnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CDBAwnDJe_A/s220/tree.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>320</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/xYJrIG" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/xyjrig" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMFQ3s_eCp7ImA9WhdaFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447402.post-2762280662802392713</id><published>2011-10-23T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T15:53:32.540-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-23T15:53:32.540-07:00</app:edited><title>A secular rapture</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/feeds/2762280662802392713/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18447402&amp;postID=2762280662802392713" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/2762280662802392713?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/2762280662802392713?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~3/SxcTqlKCHyA/secular-rapture.html" title="A secular rapture" /><author><name>Alexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18083736198394740516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9k9yBR_tZ8/Tev20FawYnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CDBAwnDJe_A/s220/tree.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">The clock at the end of the world is quoting scripture, book chapter verse.

The clock at the end of the world has become aware of its existence, using the small moments remaining to think about Sufism while writing folk songs for the people waiting.

The songs are wonderful, full of mirth and rhythm, fragile bridges and soaring chorus. With sadness the End knows that no one will ever hear them.

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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/t-gs3EwHq3U7upPTgVEOGkd8PNQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/t-gs3EwHq3U7upPTgVEOGkd8PNQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~4/SxcTqlKCHyA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/2011/10/secular-rapture.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IBSX05cCp7ImA9WhdVEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447402.post-2860598533580960789</id><published>2011-09-14T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T18:52:38.328-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-14T18:52:38.328-07:00</app:edited><title>Dead words</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/feeds/2860598533580960789/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18447402&amp;postID=2860598533580960789" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/2860598533580960789?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/2860598533580960789?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~3/ofyropqcJWA/dead-words.html" title="Dead words" /><author><name>Alexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18083736198394740516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9k9yBR_tZ8/Tev20FawYnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CDBAwnDJe_A/s220/tree.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">If I were Charles Bukowski,
I'd be dumb enough to find this romantic.

By "this" I mean the pervasive alone
and the constant mixed drinks.

If I were a fatter writer, content in my misery
I'd make gorging myself a gimmick.

But instead it's just another hidden, dark, thing
tunneled under the over weight surface.

If I had half the sense I do now,
the girls would flow, without beauty, into my bed

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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kONP40j5HIXDyOoN50m4qjILtJ4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kONP40j5HIXDyOoN50m4qjILtJ4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~4/rUknGEF8Sug" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/2011/09/episode-25.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMHQX8_eCp7ImA9WhdQE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447402.post-5066618272163509894</id><published>2011-08-14T17:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T17:00:30.140-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-14T17:00:30.140-07:00</app:edited><title>Poem for the Perseids</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/feeds/5066618272163509894/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18447402&amp;postID=5066618272163509894" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/5066618272163509894?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/5066618272163509894?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~3/PzOmGvy0tlE/poem-for-perseids.html" title="Poem for the Perseids" /><author><name>Alexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18083736198394740516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9k9yBR_tZ8/Tev20FawYnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CDBAwnDJe_A/s220/tree.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I'll never understand your dispassionate view of music on the radio
or the way you insist on touching my arm
during the lulls in conversation.

There's a meteor shower later tonight
and you promised to wake me with a kiss
or a phone call as proxy.

I can't find my blanket
or the keys to the car
I know you'd be worried if you knew.

I'll never understand your dispassionate view of music on the 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lWQEaNPxmCjYANyWBjrl3zZ8kK4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lWQEaNPxmCjYANyWBjrl3zZ8kK4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~4/PzOmGvy0tlE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/2011/08/poem-for-perseids.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MFR3k5cSp7ImA9WhdQEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447402.post-4510654338789241155</id><published>2011-08-12T14:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T14:43:36.729-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-12T14:43:36.729-07:00</app:edited><title>I'm still here</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/feeds/4510654338789241155/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18447402&amp;postID=4510654338789241155" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/4510654338789241155?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/4510654338789241155?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~3/DFYMVHutH3I/im-still-here.html" title="I'm still here" /><author><name>Alexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18083736198394740516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9k9yBR_tZ8/Tev20FawYnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CDBAwnDJe_A/s220/tree.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I swear I'll start writing new material for here soon... or I'll just post podcast links... so there!



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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WXrGRb3DTvRo2JvPv5803BRHD0Y/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WXrGRb3DTvRo2JvPv5803BRHD0Y/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~4/DFYMVHutH3I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-still-here.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08BSHwzfSp7ImA9WhdTE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447402.post-8088628606676617897</id><published>2011-07-10T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T15:10:59.285-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-10T15:10:59.285-07:00</app:edited><title>Last day of vacation</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/feeds/8088628606676617897/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18447402&amp;postID=8088628606676617897" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/8088628606676617897?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/8088628606676617897?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~3/bJ9lEYV-7AI/last-day-of-vacation.html" title="Last day of vacation" /><author><name>Alexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18083736198394740516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9k9yBR_tZ8/Tev20FawYnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CDBAwnDJe_A/s220/tree.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">It's the last day of my vacation and I'm sitting, yet again, in the gay coffee shop, iced coffee and Aretha Franklin's "Say a little prayer for you" is playing slightly too loud. I feel like I'm cheating the last fading remainders of my sexuality being here; but the music is funny in juxtaposition with my normal mood and it's not like I'm using it anyway. 

Sometimes this place has a somber vibe 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2oTjP7cqE001PN-xF_5C_dYNalI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2oTjP7cqE001PN-xF_5C_dYNalI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~4/bJ9lEYV-7AI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-day-of-vacation.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUMSH0yeCp7ImA9WhZaE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447402.post-7550041241959776979</id><published>2011-06-29T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T12:04:49.390-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-29T12:04:49.390-07:00</app:edited><title>For no reason here are sections from the book I'm writing.</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/feeds/7550041241959776979/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18447402&amp;postID=7550041241959776979" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/7550041241959776979?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/7550041241959776979?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~3/nZAne9EFECY/for-no-reason-here-are-sections-from.html" title="For no reason here are sections from the book I'm writing." /><author><name>Alexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18083736198394740516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9k9yBR_tZ8/Tev20FawYnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CDBAwnDJe_A/s220/tree.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">- Insect Life -
 There are no pronouns, as of yet, but she is waiting, bristling in the corner.  If the universe could perceive without influence, it would watch her crawl and scratch in a dark and lonely place.  A time of changes is set upon the town and the players held therein. The pieces move in a clockwork madness, inscribed in years gone by, and recited, by rote, as the night would swallow 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gNZeipb0wlwNLFXkJDI7jSpTxwE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gNZeipb0wlwNLFXkJDI7jSpTxwE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~4/qTRQga3FlJA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-10-favorite-words-today.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8MQ307eyp7ImA9WhZVGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447402.post-2843932925461025513</id><published>2011-05-31T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T15:28:02.303-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-31T15:28:02.303-07:00</app:edited><title>Episode 10</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/feeds/2843932925461025513/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18447402&amp;postID=2843932925461025513" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/2843932925461025513?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/2843932925461025513?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~3/zTmDRSQjaFU/episode-10.html" title="Episode 10" /><author><name>Alexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18083736198394740516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9k9yBR_tZ8/Tev20FawYnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CDBAwnDJe_A/s220/tree.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Episode 10 of the Alexxcast is up @ http://alexx.podomatic.com/ Episode 10 is a piercing look into the shadowy world of the occult! Featuring tarots and the mystical energies of a mad scientist erased from the historical record, a jaw dropping revelation of drug abuse and anorexia, and a new voice recorder! Oh, and a mildly offensive break about Memorial day and its interaction with Alexx's 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sMzUfcyZOSDb1hzebDPIXPR8eOE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sMzUfcyZOSDb1hzebDPIXPR8eOE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~4/zTmDRSQjaFU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/2011/05/episode-10.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04NSH8yfip7ImA9WhZVFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447402.post-5375687269540982449</id><published>2011-05-26T13:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T13:33:19.196-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-26T13:33:19.196-07:00</app:edited><title>Painting</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/feeds/5375687269540982449/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18447402&amp;postID=5375687269540982449" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/5375687269540982449?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/5375687269540982449?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~3/s1B-JYHZG3E/painting.html" title="Painting" /><author><name>Alexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18083736198394740516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9k9yBR_tZ8/Tev20FawYnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CDBAwnDJe_A/s220/tree.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IJtynSqY_rA/Td64373oHkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SnQd9xYVF6M/s72-c/tree.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Check out this awesome painting my friend Mel made for me. This is a character/plant from the novel I'm writing. I like it.
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vvXrW0BrqeIRqxIX4JFyTmHqGuo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vvXrW0BrqeIRqxIX4JFyTmHqGuo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~4/s1B-JYHZG3E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/2011/05/painting.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QGRH47fCp7ImA9WhZVFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447402.post-5929491857335278879</id><published>2011-05-26T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T13:22:05.004-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-26T13:22:05.004-07:00</app:edited><title>Things with words</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/feeds/5929491857335278879/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18447402&amp;postID=5929491857335278879" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/5929491857335278879?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/5929491857335278879?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~3/5bb4wP5-QH4/things-with-words.html" title="Things with words" /><author><name>Alexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18083736198394740516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9k9yBR_tZ8/Tev20FawYnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CDBAwnDJe_A/s220/tree.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Hey guys, so I broke down and purchased a good digital voice recorder for the podcast. This is a good thing if you like listening to random nonsense! So, if you'd like to be a guest drop me a line @ 1angryanthropoid  gmail  com and maybe we can have a dance party, but with words, and little dancing.
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3y_9G9DvxbawqXz7mXoWn6Q-nIo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3y_9G9DvxbawqXz7mXoWn6Q-nIo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~4/jspAnI01Bvk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/2011/05/small-poem.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04GRHgycSp7ImA9WhZVEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447402.post-5869260280967801694</id><published>2011-05-22T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T17:52:05.699-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-22T17:52:05.699-07:00</app:edited><title>Found</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/feeds/5869260280967801694/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18447402&amp;postID=5869260280967801694" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/5869260280967801694?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/5869260280967801694?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~3/-eNBgnHuu7I/found.html" title="Found" /><author><name>Alexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18083736198394740516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9k9yBR_tZ8/Tev20FawYnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CDBAwnDJe_A/s220/tree.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Here's some dialog I never used. It's from a movie I never wrote.#1 is a woman around 24, or 27, 30 if she's a vegetarian.#2 is a man around 32, 27 if he's a smoker.1: Cool cat, what's its name?2: Um... it's uhh... it's called Maybe.1: May Bee, or, like might be, maybe?2: Maybe, like, sorta... m-a-y...a-b-e.1: Oh? That's an odd name for a cat.2: Uhhh.... Wha... what's it a normal name for?1: Huh?
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IgpyPzTLrx98dofLunxHcQjWBSg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IgpyPzTLrx98dofLunxHcQjWBSg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~4/HLJp6jsWsX0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/2011/05/addendum.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcFRX0zfSp7ImA9WhZWFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447402.post-1736473401546055245</id><published>2011-05-15T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T18:06:54.385-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-15T18:06:54.385-07:00</app:edited><title>whinging</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://1angryanthropoid.blogspot.com/feeds/1736473401546055245/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18447402&amp;postID=1736473401546055245" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/1736473401546055245?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18447402/posts/default/1736473401546055245?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xYJrIG/~3/hIUm3nV2viw/whinging.html" title="whinging" /><author><name>Alexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18083736198394740516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9k9yBR_tZ8/Tev20FawYnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CDBAwnDJe_A/s220/tree.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Christ I feel thin lately, and not in a good way. I'm just stretched out and little spots of light are shining through the fabric. It's like a half step away from weeping at any given moment. I went to the grocery earlier and almost broke down because I couldn't find onion powder and this little girl kept walking by me as if the universe needed a more obvious sign post that I'm unmarried, alone, 
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