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	<link>http://Duh1.psychcentral.net</link>
	<description>My very own blog</description>
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		<title>Kindlekindlekindlekindlekindlekindlekindlekindlekindlekindle</title>
		<description>So I bought _A Moveable Feast_ by Hemingway and I'm thinking, "Hmmm, I wonder about Gertrude Stein...?" I go to the Kindle store and download a sample of _Autobio of Alice B. Toklas_. Then I get a sample of David Sedaris' _When You Are Engulfed in Flames_ and he's talking ...</description>
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		<title>Stone soup</title>
		<description>I got my Kindle. It was so exciting. It was packaged like a gift. Then I had buyer's remorse for a couple of hours. Then I bought a book. Then I fell in love.

I made soup yesterday. It's supposed to be Fall isn't it? So soup. Except it didn't feel ...</description>
		<link>http://Duh1.psychcentral.net/2008/11/02/stone-soup/</link>
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		<title>It&#8217;s official; I&#8217;m a drone</title>
		<description>Yes. I watched Oprah. I bought a Kindle. It should arrive in a few days.

I did it again. This was posed to publish over a week ago, but I hit the wrong button. Duh. </description>
		<link>http://Duh1.psychcentral.net/2008/11/02/its-official-im-a-drone/</link>
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		<title>Stay Frosty</title>
		<description>Ni Hao! Last night I thought up a really cool thing to blog about. Really cool. I just wish I could remember what it was.

We saw the Terra Cotta Warriors. I'm enlarging my cultural experience. I'm reading _Three Cups of Tea_. The Baltis call tea the same as Mandarin:  cha. ...</description>
		<link>http://Duh1.psychcentral.net/2008/10/14/39/</link>
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		<title>Eat Drink Shop</title>
		<description>I meant to get some ideas down yesterday. So much happened. Autumnal Equinox, stock market "not a crash" crash. There's more, but my brain is fatigued from learning Chinese. Yeah.

Why Americans are fat:  It happened with 9/11 and I'm seeing it again with the mortgage crisis/stock market slump. It happens ...</description>
		<link>http://Duh1.psychcentral.net/2008/09/24/38/</link>
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		<title>Making sense from nonsense</title>
		<description>Mom is upset with me? That's what my sister said. What did I do wrong? Let's see.... I invited Mom to spend the night before her birthday so Sis wouldn't have to drive so far for us all to go out to lunch. How dare I? If I hadn't invited ...</description>
		<link>http://Duh1.psychcentral.net/2008/09/10/making-sense-from-nonsense/</link>
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		<title>Pax</title>
		<description>Thank goodness for the delete function. </description>
		<link>http://Duh1.psychcentral.net/2008/08/06/pax/</link>
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		<title>Welcoming the part that hates</title>
		<description>I've been reading _Core Transformation_ and anything else that will help me break this resistance I have toward something that is supposed to help me. The author says that everything that we feel has a positive intention. In other words, I don't like the feeling of anger when I think ...</description>
		<link>http://Duh1.psychcentral.net/2008/08/03/welcoming-the-part-that-hates/</link>
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		<title>Narcoleptic</title>
		<description>I must have woke up in the wrong part of my sleep cycle. I feel narcoleptic. I was having a dream where my mother invited a bunch of people to my house for a Christmas party and acted like I was supposed to know and show them a really good ...</description>
		<link>http://Duh1.psychcentral.net/2008/06/30/narcoleptic/</link>
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		<title>Revisiting the scene of the crime</title>
		<description>Why do painful memories get stuck in our heads? Do they remain unresolved? Are we trying to punish ourselves? Is there an unlearned lesson that needs to be learned?

My mil sends me urban legends in emails all the time. I have a sort of sixth sense for them and check ...</description>
		<link>http://Duh1.psychcentral.net/2008/06/28/revisiting-the-scene-of-the-crime/</link>
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