<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737</id><updated>2009-09-28T23:18:13.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ham &amp; cheese on wry</title><subtitle type='html'>The salty, self-absorbed, sometimes shrill and occasionally sappy observations of a big ol' lesbo living in beautiful Downtown Brooklyn</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/RSS/atom.xml'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>660</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-308467924945137727</id><published>2009-09-28T22:31:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:17:07.244-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><title type='text'>grace the spot relaunch party</title><summary type='text'>A hearty congratulations to Grace Chu and the rest of the fine folks at Grace the Spot on the relaunch of the site. It looks great!If you're not reading GTS, consider yourselves publicly shamed. Go read "Stuff Lesbians Like" right now or I shall shame you again and this time, harder. The rest of you open up your Google Calendars and update them thusly:What: The Grace the Spot Kick-Ass Relaunch </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/308467924945137727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/308467924945137727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2009/09/grace-spot-relaunch-party.html' title='grace the spot relaunch party'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-1792535972955701942</id><published>2009-06-08T21:33:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:04:11.569-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glbt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride'/><title type='text'>2009 nyc pride march</title><summary type='text'>It's official! I am taking part in my first-ever NYC Pride March. Actually, I've tromped through the streets of Manhattan in the Dyke March on more than one occasion but this year marks the first time I switch from spectator to participant in the big event. I will be joining the prestigious ranks of NYC's GLBT blogging community at this year's march. Thank you to Father Tony for the generous </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/1792535972955701942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/1792535972955701942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2009/06/2009-nyc-pride-march.html' title='2009 nyc pride march'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-2062348977385028351</id><published>2009-05-11T19:12:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:15:39.466-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='niece-isms'/><title type='text'>tinkle tinkle, little star</title><summary type='text'>As I was using the bathroom at my sister's house yesterday, my 9-year-old niece knocked on the door and told me she desperately needed to pee. I was already washing my hands at that point so I spared her the usual lecture of waiting until she was bursting at the seams to use the facilities. Seriously, the girl always has to go in the worst way the precise second someone else settles in. It's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/2062348977385028351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/2062348977385028351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2009/05/tinkle-tinkle-little-star.html' title='tinkle tinkle, little star'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-1635450096168751894</id><published>2009-05-02T19:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T19:37:22.377-04:00</updated><title type='text'>promises, promises</title><summary type='text'>I feel like that bad boyfriend/girlfriend who keeps promising to be more thoughtful and attentive and never comes through. Oh, poor old Ham &amp;  Cheese on Wry. I've been struggling with shutting it down but I just can't. See, about 5 years ago (just passed my blog anniversary last week), this blog marked a new beginning in my life. I started a new job at a new company and I had a new lease on life.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/1635450096168751894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/1635450096168751894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2009/05/promises-promises.html' title='promises, promises'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-3185593478901853637</id><published>2009-03-19T16:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:41:14.684-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>busted</title><summary type='text'>Need further proof that the new Facebook layout sucks? Behold this screenshot taken a few minutes ago from my News Feed:Click to enlargeDespite the obvious clustering of applications, quizzes and other crap I'm not interested in seeing, I -- and the rest of the Facebook world -- now have to witness the gauche regifting and blatant infidelity of the virtual gift senders. Is nothing sacred anymore?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/3185593478901853637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/3185593478901853637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2009/03/busted.html' title='busted'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-7699443219223287053</id><published>2009-01-13T13:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T13:41:40.114-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>ass pants, here i come</title><summary type='text'>Dude. Just had a weigh-in. I've lost 19.4 pounds total. I got a sticker, a keychain and a round of applause. Weight Watchers is a lot like kindergarten like that. But hey, it works. Who am I to criticize?10 more to go!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/7699443219223287053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/7699443219223287053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2009/01/ass-pants-here-i-come.html' title='ass pants, here i come'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-3061845114365053057</id><published>2009-01-12T14:34:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:54:26.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mrs. d</title><summary type='text'>I just came back from a funeral. The mother of one of my very best friends passed away on Friday. There was a huge turnout which doesn't surprise me in the least. The world is a little less bright today. She was a lovely woman, always quick with a smile and a deep, tight hug. The priest mentioned her method of hugging in the eulogy. Her hugs were legendary. She'd extend her arms well in advance </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/3061845114365053057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/3061845114365053057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2009/01/mrs-d.html' title='mrs. d'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-6299296339087214422</id><published>2009-01-08T12:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:20:32.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american midol'/><title type='text'>shameless plug!</title><summary type='text'>Once again, I'll be channeling my inner bitchy mofo over at American Midol. The season premiere is Tuesday, January 11 so be sure to stop by Midol and revel in our grousing and shallow judgment. It will be such a time, y'all! We're even going to be on that there Twitter thing that all the kids seem to enjoy.Check us out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/6299296339087214422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/6299296339087214422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2009/01/shameless-plug.html' title='shameless plug!'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-85992693221525374</id><published>2009-01-08T11:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:15:55.225-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sweet ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>new year, old neuroses</title><summary type='text'>Happy belated New Year! I know, I suck. I keep promising to be better about updating this but, well, it just ain't happening. Some good news though: At the end of the month, I'll be rid of the freelance gig that has hobbled me for the past year. I'll miss the money and the fun toys it allowed me to buy -- a new couch, a laptop, a flat-screen TV (purchasing today, as a matter of fact) and a few </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/85992693221525374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/85992693221525374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2009/01/new-year-old-neuroses.html' title='new year, old neuroses'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-5350890646935504602</id><published>2008-11-30T20:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:55:50.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cold holiday leftovers</title><summary type='text'>Happy Belated Thanksgiving! I meant to post something last week so that I could be all lazy and link to an older, well-worn post of mine.  Alas, it never quite happened.November has been a chaotic month, both in good ways and in bad. My company was hit hard with layoffs. Fortunately for me, I survived (fingers crossed, knock wood, turn three times and spit on the ground) but several of my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/5350890646935504602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/5350890646935504602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/11/cold-holiday-leftovers.html' title='cold holiday leftovers'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-7651357841398444460</id><published>2008-11-09T11:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:40:18.508-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proposition 8'/><title type='text'>join the impact - protest prop 8 on november 15th</title><summary type='text'>Visit Join the Impact for more information.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/7651357841398444460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/7651357841398444460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/11/join-impact-protest-prop-8-on-november.html' title='join the impact - protest prop 8 on november 15th'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-8581752031193182290</id><published>2008-11-06T20:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:58:21.482-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>please, don't let this feeling end</title><summary type='text'>I arrived at my usual newspaper stand yesterday morning to find that every single paper had been snatched up. It turns out, papers city and nationwide were sold out. Alas, no reading material to occupy my commute. So I took out my notebook and pen and did some writing fueled by the euphoria and inspiration held over from the magical night before.I watched the returns at the Red + Blue Election </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/8581752031193182290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/8581752031193182290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/11/please-dont-let-this-feeling-end.html' title='please, don&apos;t let this feeling end'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-1415522658447341888</id><published>2008-11-04T07:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:23:09.709-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>YES WE CAN!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/1415522658447341888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/1415522658447341888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/11/yes-we-can.html' title='YES WE CAN!'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-2564007346695471440</id><published>2008-11-02T19:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T19:50:48.813-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>the incredible shrinking woman (with any luck)</title><summary type='text'>So I've done something I never ever thought I'd have to do... I joined the Weight Watchers. My job offers weekly meetings right in the building plus 50% reimbursement so I'd be silly not to take advantage. It's a shocking development because, growing up, I was always the skinny kid. There was a time when I was too skinny, in fact. While I don't want to return to the gaunt, emaciated look, I am in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/2564007346695471440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/2564007346695471440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/11/incredible-shrinking-woman-with-any.html' title='the incredible shrinking woman (with any luck)'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-4622915674723060266</id><published>2008-10-18T13:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T14:37:06.735-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>i guess this is growing up</title><summary type='text'>So I'm going to be 35 tomorrow. As mentioned in my previous post, I'm grateful for the positive side effects that come with age -- maturity, acceptance,  wisdom and all that other junk. No complaints here. However, I've noticed some other changes in my life that are a bit unsettling. For example, I say things like, "Wait, I need my glasses!" and "Ouch. I think I pulled something when I stood up!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/4622915674723060266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/4622915674723060266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/10/i-guess-this-is-growing-up.html' title='i guess this is growing up'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-1366223910026287783</id><published>2008-10-07T23:24:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:00:24.044-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proposition 8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the gays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><title type='text'>dusting off the soapbox...</title><summary type='text'>While watching post-debate coverage on MSNBC, I saw a commercial that showed a schlubby-looking guy quietly creeping out of the house to escape his sleeping spouse. The tag line was, and I quote directly, "Life is short. Have an affair." I waited a beat half expecting the Energizer Bunny to whiz by pounding on his drum to signify that the preceding commercial was, in fact, a big ol' joke. Alas, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/1366223910026287783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/1366223910026287783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/10/dusting-off-soapbox.html' title='dusting off the soapbox...'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-2057665035606496076</id><published>2008-09-27T11:30:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:32:11.194-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paul newman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obituaries'/><title type='text'>paul</title><summary type='text'>I don't usually cry when a celebrity dies. There have only been a few to elicit tears from me: Lucille Ball, Princess Diana, George Harrison and Jim Henson, just off the top of my head.Today is another rare day. I am inconsolable.1925-2008</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/2057665035606496076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/2057665035606496076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/09/paul.html' title='paul'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-2311431346292198288</id><published>2008-09-22T10:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:25:14.509-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='issues of inadequacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m an ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>a very 'special' christmas</title><summary type='text'>I know it's a bit early for Christmas but I found a photo this weekend while doing a bit of cleaning and I just had to share it with you.Picture it: New Jersey, 1977. My mother picked me and my younger sister up from school on the last day before Christmas break. As a treat, she took us to the nearby bank so we could visit with Santa Claus. Actually, it was more like she had to do some banking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/2311431346292198288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/2311431346292198288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/09/very-special-christmas.html' title='a very &apos;special&apos; christmas'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-3308560995443941679</id><published>2008-09-19T12:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:46:48.784-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girly bits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m an ass'/><title type='text'>hysterical blindness</title><summary type='text'>Last week, I had to travel down to Atlanta for a meeting. While waiting at the gate for my flight to board, I passed the time by checking my Facebook account on my phone.As I scrolled through my friends' status updates, I gasped loudly and clasped my hand over my mouth when I read the following: "[Redacted] has lost touch with reality and is about to throw a full on diva fit because she didn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/3308560995443941679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/3308560995443941679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/09/hysterical-blindness.html' title='hysterical blindness'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-1109988442746476730</id><published>2008-09-18T22:59:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:49:14.316-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>say hullo to mah liddle fren</title><summary type='text'>This bad boy will be arriving tomorrow, if the FedEx tracking information is correct:Laptop + Wi-Fi = More opportunities to blog. Maybe I'll even start one of them there Twitter accounts. Stay tuned.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/1109988442746476730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/1109988442746476730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/09/say-hullo-to-mah-liddle-fren.html' title='say hullo to mah liddle fren'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-21752894540107413</id><published>2008-08-11T11:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:01:32.200-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculously cute shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppies'/><title type='text'>cheesecake</title><summary type='text'>Here's a little "So cute I can't stand it" moment to brighten your Monday...Meet Peanut, one of my cousin's Welsh Corgi puppies. More puppy pics here.You're welcome.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/21752894540107413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/21752894540107413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/08/cheesecake.html' title='cheesecake'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-1202879752511832925</id><published>2008-08-07T22:20:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T12:40:36.638-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faux exercise'/><title type='text'>mama said knock you out</title><summary type='text'>As a reward for all of my recent hard work (full-time job, freelance gig, moving) and incentive to whip my ass back into shape, I treated myself to one of them there Wiis.Today was payday so I walked over to the big-ass Nintendo store in Rockefeller Center after work and within 10 minutes, I was on the subway heading home with my brand-new console.This isn't my first experience with the Wii. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/1202879752511832925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/1202879752511832925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/08/mama-said-knock-you-out.html' title='mama said knock you out'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-1470655712109611315</id><published>2008-08-06T10:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T10:38:40.296-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potassium deficiencies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bodily harm'/><title type='text'>inventory</title><summary type='text'>I have sustained the following injuries in the past week::: Ridiculously large and ugly bruise on my left arm:: Somewhat smaller but still ugly bruise on my right ankle:: Coin-sized and, yes, mad ugly bruise on my right calf:: Nasty scratch on my right index fingerIn other words, I look busted. I wish I could say there's some exciting explanation for my unsightly contusions and cuts. In truth, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/1470655712109611315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/1470655712109611315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/08/inventory.html' title='inventory'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-8895913936275896777</id><published>2008-07-16T10:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:12:21.743-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogher'/><title type='text'>lazarus</title><summary type='text'>My home internet access is back! I'm officially moved into my new home and after a series of the expected move-related snafus, I'm finally somewhat settled. I love my new apartment so much. If my camera hadn't crapped out on me, I would have pictures to share. I snapped a few on my camera phone so perhaps I'll mock-up a very lo-res triptych of sorts to illustrate my progress.And now that I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/8895913936275896777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/8895913936275896777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/07/lazarus.html' title='lazarus'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728737.post-782142739002212527</id><published>2008-07-03T11:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T11:32:43.258-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>greetings from brooklyn heights</title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the lack of posts. I made the big move this week so my computer was disconnected for several days. I plugged it in yesterday to discover that my Internet access has yet to be activated by Time Warner Cable. Bastards. How am I writing this you ask? I'm doing a quick drive-by at work today to get caught up on emails, online banking and what not. I actually looked forward to coming into </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/782142739002212527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6728737/posts/default/782142739002212527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curlymcdimple.com/2008/07/greetings-from-brooklyn-heights.html' title='greetings from brooklyn heights'/><author><name>curly mcdimple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981959398644112683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07019123873946357584'/></author></entry></feed>