<?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' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300</id><updated>2011-11-10T11:49:03.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>365 people made me a baseball psychic</title><subtitle type='html'>I have accepted a challenge of making a list of 365 people who have in some way touched my life. Next I am to write a little blurb about them with a small hitch. I must write using the exact amount of words that equal my age for each person. In my case 41. At first I thought this would be impossible. My next thought was it would be a breeze. Now I go back and forth between the impossibilities and the opportunities</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>205</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-2028607361519604282</id><published>2007-03-30T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T13:13:13.044-04:00</updated><title type='text'>214. Theresa R.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Only two can call her Mother Theresa. She is the most caring, compassionate, loving, gentle soul I have known likened to the famous missionary. She cries for hurting strangers. She reaches out to anyone she can. I am blessed to know her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-2028607361519604282?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/2028607361519604282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=2028607361519604282&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/2028607361519604282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/2028607361519604282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/03/214-theresa-r.html' title='214. Theresa R.'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-6592730222097008913</id><published>2007-03-28T12:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T13:03:51.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>213. Rainey</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On a work visa from Indonesia. The strong accent made her impossible for most to understand. For whatever reason I could decipher her broken English. During a game of scategories, Letter-T, Category–Things found on a lawn, she blurted out “A TV”!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-6592730222097008913?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/6592730222097008913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=6592730222097008913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/6592730222097008913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/6592730222097008913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/03/213-rainey.html' title='213. Rainey'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-793065715212553573</id><published>2007-03-27T11:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T12:06:47.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>212. Mr. Daniels (10th &amp; 11th Grade English)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Suspected to be a  total pothead. Driving a VWBeetle and spending an entire class discussing the best way to rid your house of a wasp nest. Still, because of you, I read The Great Gatsby and fell in love with the story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-793065715212553573?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/793065715212553573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=793065715212553573&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/793065715212553573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/793065715212553573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/03/212-mr-daniels-10th-11th-grade-english.html' title='212. Mr. Daniels (10th &amp; 11th Grade English)'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-4292707263981189402</id><published>2007-03-25T13:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T13:11:01.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'>211. Laney</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A petite woman. You came to my house as my brother’s date. Prepared a fantastic feast of culinary delights for us. The next morning I was informed were only a stop on your way to a place to help you overcome anorexia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-4292707263981189402?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/4292707263981189402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=4292707263981189402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/4292707263981189402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/4292707263981189402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/03/211-laney.html' title='211. Laney'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-7513882410122126168</id><published>2007-02-11T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T11:10:31.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>210. George</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The other outcast in the family we married into. Loved us but never understood us. We were allies. I left the family through divorce. Still married, you left in a different way. We continue meet on the outskirts of the property line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-7513882410122126168?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/7513882410122126168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=7513882410122126168&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/7513882410122126168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/7513882410122126168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/02/210-george.html' title='210. George'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-6675679702425284940</id><published>2007-02-11T10:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T10:57:22.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>209. Darnell</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“We love you because you’re not datable.” Explaining the reasons I am still single. Too independent. Too many “guy” friends. The yelling started when he said something about my big mouth. The violence ensued after he asked if my daughter was available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-6675679702425284940?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/6675679702425284940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=6675679702425284940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/6675679702425284940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/6675679702425284940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/02/209-darnell.html' title='209. Darnell'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-6099508102256406900</id><published>2007-02-11T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T10:39:50.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>208. Dan</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NO! Not now! Dan wouldn’t listen. Had to throw that egg. We ran for what seemed like hours in those woods. That cop was pissed and relentless. “Egging a police car on hell night. Smart move, asshole.” That’s why I love him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Some people you just cannot describe in a limited amount of words. I could write books about my adventures with Dan. Things like me duct taping my own mouth at his wedding and leaving another friends wedding on motorcycles in suit and gown and explaining the bullet holes in his EX-girlfriends car and on and on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-6099508102256406900?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/6099508102256406900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=6099508102256406900&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/6099508102256406900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/6099508102256406900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/02/208-dan.html' title='208. Dan'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-5060502885066057447</id><published>2007-02-11T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T10:30:20.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>207. Robin Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A Life cut short makes one really question everything in the universe. A car out of control meant you would never see your 18th birthday. Sitting day and night with your &lt;a href="http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/03/57-janet-church.html"&gt;mother&lt;/a&gt; in that cold sterile hospital, waiting-hoping-praying. All to no avail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-5060502885066057447?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/5060502885066057447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=5060502885066057447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/5060502885066057447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/5060502885066057447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/02/207-robin-church.html' title='207. Robin Church'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-7846704077491723599</id><published>2007-02-11T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T10:50:44.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>206. Teala</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One little accident proving you can can-open a car and you refused to drive with me without my full-face-motorcycle-helmet on. “Wonder Twin Powers Activate! Bartenders Unite!” We were the shit at the end of the night! Of course everyone else was drunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-7846704077491723599?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/7846704077491723599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=7846704077491723599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/7846704077491723599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/7846704077491723599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/02/206-teala.html' title='206. Teala'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-7048832683616973736</id><published>2007-02-11T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T11:11:22.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>205. Yvonne from Beefsteak Charlies</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You asked me to take the table after they called you Kyke. Ignorance isn’t bliss it’s ignorance and unacceptable. I wanted to spit in their food. You wouldn’t let me lower myself. You taught me to be a strong server and tolerant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I enjoyed explaining to that family of four it may sound like a German-word but Kyke or Kike was actually a slur used against Jews not Germans.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-7048832683616973736?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/7048832683616973736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=7048832683616973736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/7048832683616973736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/7048832683616973736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/02/205-yvonne-from-beefsteak-charlies.html' title='205. Yvonne from Beefsteak Charlies'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-8231157325354701785</id><published>2007-02-11T09:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T09:46:17.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>204. General, aka Jon</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Did I ever tell you that you are my favorite Conference Services Manager?” Yes I did. Just about every day. (not just when I needed something) Thank you for your support and almost losing your job when I was “let go”. You knew what team work was about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-8231157325354701785?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/8231157325354701785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=8231157325354701785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8231157325354701785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8231157325354701785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/02/204-general-aka-jon.html' title='204. General, aka Jon'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-8153606727606732219</id><published>2007-02-11T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T23:43:30.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>203. John Freed</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stepping in to fill your shoes was tough. You, the engineer with all the computer knowledge. Me, the one who bull-shitted my way through the interview. You shared secrets with me helping me to succeed. You were genuinely happy when I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-8153606727606732219?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/8153606727606732219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=8153606727606732219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8153606727606732219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8153606727606732219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/02/203-john-freed.html' title='203. John Freed'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-142783047098831689</id><published>2007-02-10T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T18:33:31.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>202. Matt (Green Mountain Boy)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;July 4th, 2002 contained more fireworks than we were prepared for. Friends for years, playmates only once. You called once you settled in Woodstock. We never spoke again. I told you I never wanted to be anyone’s regret. You promised I wasn’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-142783047098831689?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/142783047098831689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=142783047098831689&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/142783047098831689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/142783047098831689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/02/202-matt-green-mountain-boy.html' title='202. Matt (Green Mountain Boy)'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-1031585119077140106</id><published>2007-01-31T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T13:09:33.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>201. Jack</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Considered the only stable one in the family, reminding me we are only related by marriage. I couldn’t have more admiration and love for him if we were in fact genetically linked. A humble hero. A true soul. He really IS perfect! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://44x365.blogspot.com/2006/04/86365-jack.html"&gt;(I don’t care how many tissues he leaves in the laundry)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-1031585119077140106?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/1031585119077140106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=1031585119077140106&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/1031585119077140106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/1031585119077140106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/201-jack.html' title='201. Jack'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-5622016344683061803</id><published>2007-01-30T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T11:11:48.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>200. My Kitchen Table</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It doesn’t inhale oxygen. It does inhale sorrow-woes-grief-pain-joy-happiness-love. It doesn’t exhale carbon dioxide. It does exhale support-reason-advice-tears-laughter-love-life. Everything happens sitting-standing-argueing-debating-discussing-kneeling-weeping-laughing-sharing-praying around that table. The shape-size-color-location may have changed but that piece of furniture will always be a huge part of my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Someone asked my if I could be any piece of furniture, what would I be? The answer has never changed. My Kitchen Table. Sorry for my absence. I have gotten so far behind. Fortunately, life happens. Unfortunately sometimes writing takes a back seat. I am hoping to get caught up... In life and writing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-5622016344683061803?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/5622016344683061803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=5622016344683061803&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/5622016344683061803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/5622016344683061803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/200-my-kitchen-table.html' title='200. My Kitchen Table'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-5299890948158710958</id><published>2007-01-18T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T12:49:58.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>199. Feather</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A troubled kid turned beautiful woman raising a family of her own. Came to live with us as a child. Left a beloved mature daughter. Now, going through personal adversity. My hope is that she always remembers I am here for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-5299890948158710958?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/5299890948158710958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=5299890948158710958&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/5299890948158710958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/5299890948158710958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/199-feather.html' title='199. Feather'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-1668798004859093561</id><published>2007-01-18T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T12:37:31.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>198. Eleanor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mom’s friend. Beautiful, funny, colorful and a little naïve for a woman in her late 40’s. She was there to hold my mother’s hand whenever I couldn’t be. I do not recall a time in her presence I didn’t laugh hysterically.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-1668798004859093561?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/1668798004859093561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=1668798004859093561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/1668798004859093561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/1668798004859093561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/198-eleanor.html' title='198. Eleanor'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-8134381454315747828</id><published>2007-01-18T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T12:30:20.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>197. Dr. Jackie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those cigarettes are gonna kill you. ‘Nough said about that. Now let’s talk about your diet, lack of exercise and all around general health. Is there anything you do that’s actually “good” for your body? Well at least you don’t do drugs.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-8134381454315747828?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/8134381454315747828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=8134381454315747828&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8134381454315747828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8134381454315747828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/197-dr-jackie.html' title='197. Dr. Jackie'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-2951558557089528697</id><published>2007-01-18T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T12:16:46.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>196. Mr. Bell</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High-School-Substitute-Teacher, back-up career in the automotive-department of a chain-store. Explained to 5-truant kids that changing the oil wouldn’t fix what ailed the brokedown car. “Are you sure you have gas?” Then lent us money for gas to get home. Damn Broken Gas-Gauge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-2951558557089528697?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/2951558557089528697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=2951558557089528697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/2951558557089528697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/2951558557089528697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/196-mr-bell.html' title='196. Mr. Bell'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-250498977000572848</id><published>2007-01-11T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T13:10:03.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>195. Donnie</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With such vast experience in areas of the heart, I knew I loved you. Definitely Richie Cunningham-ish with a deviant side. If you didn’t love her, I would have loved you forever. Or at least another week. Sometimes being 14 can suck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-250498977000572848?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/250498977000572848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=250498977000572848&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/250498977000572848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/250498977000572848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/195-donnie.html' title='195. Donnie'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-4819543081378260141</id><published>2007-01-10T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T12:17:42.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>194. Bobby and David</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A plethora of color, Bobby and David are as vivid as the bouquets they piece together. Their arrangements are like no others, as is their love for life, their sheepdogs and each other. Their friendship is more precious a gift than WildOrchids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-4819543081378260141?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/4819543081378260141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=4819543081378260141&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/4819543081378260141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/4819543081378260141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/194-bobby-and-david.html' title='194. Bobby and David'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-2266449223914206738</id><published>2007-01-10T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T13:27:33.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>189. - 193. The Farm (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;189. &lt;strong&gt;Big Kenny&lt;/strong&gt; – Rough farm-boy and big teddy-bear. He was always making you laugh with his antics. All the fun and games never hindered his desire to care for and protect his family. Reminder - If you’re under 18 DO NOT ENTER THE TROPHEY ROOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;190. &lt;strong&gt;Tina&lt;/strong&gt; – Ruled her kingdom with a loud voice and a big stick. I suppose you must when raising 10kids. She still exposed her soft-side regularly, especially to me. Warned me never to join her kids in the annual burning of the town out-house. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Yes, there was an outhouse in the center of town, which consisted of a post office and a pay phone at the “Y” in the road. The outhouse was on an island in the road. The kids burnt it every year before Halloween and the locals rebuilt it. After all it was for the comfort of the few who took a wrong turn and accidentally ended up in there.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;191. &lt;strong&gt;David&lt;/strong&gt; – Same age as me and as willing to find trouble. Not as attractive or charming as his older brothers causing him to put forth more effort to gain recognition. Once through his rebellious youth, he took a much straighter path into adulthood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;192. &lt;strong&gt;Tracy&lt;/strong&gt; – When we met she was still in diapers. I, just out of them. We spent years perfecting the imagine we felt was appropriate for our shared name. For a couple years we even spelt it the same. We’re Traci with an “I”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;193. &lt;strong&gt;Christopher, Todd and Jed&lt;/strong&gt; – In a family so large standing out was not an easy task. As fun as they were to run through fields, climb trees and hunt with they seemed to be one united soul. I’m sure they have since found their individual spirits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-2266449223914206738?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/2266449223914206738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=2266449223914206738&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/2266449223914206738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/2266449223914206738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/189-193-farm-part-2.html' title='189. - 193. The Farm (Part 2)'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-3790699511155925872</id><published>2007-01-09T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T15:04:26.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>183. - 188. The Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;183. &lt;strong&gt;The Farm&lt;/strong&gt; - “What a great way to raise kids?” my stepfather commented while relaxing under the Maine sun on the working-farm owned by his cousin. Mom agreed. Adults leave for dinner, 10kids uncover shopping-bags of pot to be sorted, dried and bagged for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;184. &lt;strong&gt;Bruce&lt;/strong&gt; - I felt so cool. You were the first drug dealer I ever met! More impressed years later when you straightened your life out. We lost touch over years but I pray you are still the happily married family man I last knew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;185. &lt;strong&gt;Jamie&lt;/strong&gt; - I knew you and I could be a match made in Heaven. Even after you married and became a wife-beater. I hoped for the opportunity to change you. Opportunity never came. I’m glad I chose to believe in SantaClaus instead of you. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Not that I had a chance anyway he liked my sister!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;186. &lt;strong&gt;Michelle&lt;/strong&gt; - Loud and crass. Making noise to get attention. It didn’t surprise anyone when you joined the military. But oh the gossip when it was learned you married a black man. Your wedding day, now 20 years past, is still a hot topic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;187. &lt;strong&gt;Theresa&lt;/strong&gt; - A flower among weeds. So out of place on that farm with family &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which included 9 siblings)&lt;/span&gt; and the strays &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(persons and animals)&lt;/span&gt; that your Mormon-parents took in. Such contrast. Shy and subtle among the hard, callous backdrop of farm-life. Try-as-you-may to blend, your differences made you more noticeable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;188. &lt;strong&gt;Little Kenny&lt;/strong&gt; - An infant when I started spending summers with your family. I watched you evolve into a pesky-diaper-wearing rug rat to a fun-loving teenager to a responsible-caring young man. The only person I know that started filling deer-tags at the age of 2! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*I spent many a summer vacation, holiday and hunting season at "The Farm". Many lessons in life were learned teaching ducks to fly and walking barefoot through cow fields. The physical farm was sold years ago when it's proprietor built his log cabin in the woods and decided to retire. The spirit of The Farm lives on*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-3790699511155925872?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/3790699511155925872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=3790699511155925872&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/3790699511155925872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/3790699511155925872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/183-189-farm.html' title='183. - 188. The Farm'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-8526292342145132300</id><published>2007-01-08T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T13:23:32.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>182. Toots aka Rebekah</title><content type='html'>Like magnetic-poetry on the refrigerator, her messages are ever changing and inspiring. Stubborn-quicktempered-moody-pragmatic-unltraistic-dramatic-beautiful-intelligent-trustworthy-loyal-hardworking-responsible-funloving-talentedwriter-fabuloussinger-dedicated-MyHero. This doesn’t even scratch the surface. Draws out things that make me want to be better. (at everything) Destined to be a Modern-Day-Pirate. Knows the difference between pirates, buccaneers and privateers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-8526292342145132300?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/8526292342145132300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=8526292342145132300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8526292342145132300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8526292342145132300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/182-toots-aka-rebekah.html' title='182. Toots aka Rebekah'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-2451777529917850781</id><published>2007-01-08T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T13:38:39.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>181. Beth G.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To obtain credibility (as a pre-teen) I wanted to be your friend. With all of your credentials your popularity was because you were just plain-old-nice. It would’ve been easier if I figured out the “nice” approach as opposed to following you around like a kitten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-2451777529917850781?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/2451777529917850781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=2451777529917850781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/2451777529917850781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/2451777529917850781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/181-beth-g.html' title='181. Beth G.'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-8289749564736631431</id><published>2007-01-08T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T13:23:36.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>180. Mr. Petrianni</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To me you were a sadistic bastard. Even if it was my own transgressions that put me in your charge. The punishment didn’t seem to fit the crime. Who the hell says “I want to be an in-school-suspension-monitor when I grow up?”  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Decades later I must admit, you weren’t that mean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-8289749564736631431?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/8289749564736631431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=8289749564736631431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8289749564736631431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8289749564736631431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/180-mr-petrianni.html' title='180. Mr. Petrianni'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-8726541856838858838</id><published>2007-01-07T13:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T13:45:41.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>179. Kathy from Erie</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It HAS Vodka in it!  As drunk as she got from that straight- orange-juice her 14year-old body consumed, she never got sick. Unbelievable-stories caused us to attempt teaching lessons. None of us had heart enough to tell her once it was over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-8726541856838858838?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/8726541856838858838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=8726541856838858838&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8726541856838858838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8726541856838858838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/179-kathy-from-erie.html' title='179. Kathy from Erie'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-2614509496697809702</id><published>2007-01-07T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T13:45:08.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>178. Julie C.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People aren’t meant to be monogamous, her argument for staying single. She had many “male friends”. None that could contain her wild-spirit. We came from similar worlds to live our lives out very differently only to end up in the same place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-2614509496697809702?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/2614509496697809702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=2614509496697809702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/2614509496697809702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/2614509496697809702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/178-julie-c.html' title='178. Julie C.'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-8253440300652917754</id><published>2007-01-07T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T13:29:47.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>177. Sandy from Belmont</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My hair is falling out! Repeatedly my boss proclaimed. She had more hair than any person I’d known. Long-beautiful-full-dark-hair. Her mane was her husbands pride and joy during their decades of marriage. When he left her she felt her hair did too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-8253440300652917754?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/8253440300652917754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=8253440300652917754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8253440300652917754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8253440300652917754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/177-sandy-from-belmont.html' title='177. Sandy from Belmont'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-5266585610121372137</id><published>2007-01-07T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T13:24:08.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>176. Stalker Dave, Tight-pants Dave, Crazy Dave</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The nicknames seem appropriate to anyone in his company for minutes. He stalks bartenders and waitresses. Not for sex or the like but for someone to remember his name. Someone to proves he exists. That gives my existence one more important purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-5266585610121372137?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/5266585610121372137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=5266585610121372137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/5266585610121372137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/5266585610121372137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/176-stalker-dave-tight-pants-dave-crazy.html' title='176. Stalker Dave, Tight-pants Dave, Crazy Dave'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-83940524059668985</id><published>2007-01-05T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T12:15:20.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>175. Bob E.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One man talking the same things over-and-over. Trains, fires, school, police-matters or how he made your world better by a meeting he attended or some selfless act.  Most has no bearing on your life; still you politely nod and thank him anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-83940524059668985?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/83940524059668985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=83940524059668985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/83940524059668985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/83940524059668985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/175-bob-e.html' title='175. Bob E.'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-8561928800565187514</id><published>2007-01-05T12:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T12:01:55.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>174. Lara and Steve</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zany and fun. I rarely see one without the other. Together they have a gift of offering self-worth to those who believe none exists. Hippies-by-night–Teachers-by-day. They, my friends, are the future of our children. Don’t fret, it could be much worse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-8561928800565187514?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/8561928800565187514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=8561928800565187514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8561928800565187514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8561928800565187514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/174-lara-and-steve.html' title='174. Lara and Steve'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-2302760693052559148</id><published>2007-01-05T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T12:16:26.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>173. The Marketing Genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There’s little difference between slut and tease. Neither is a good title to hold. Both use the attention of another to fulfill one’s own needs. Whether physical or emotional. Both can cause a person to be dishonest, within more than with others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-2302760693052559148?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/2302760693052559148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=2302760693052559148&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/2302760693052559148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/2302760693052559148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2007/01/marketing-genius.html' title='173. The Marketing Genius'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-2960013337578689760</id><published>2006-12-19T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T14:32:58.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>172. Doreen</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Known by her staff as “Dragon-Lady”. Not meant as a compliment, she takes it as one. Using fear to rule her minions. She does have a tender side. I know. I have seen it. But then again I never worked for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-2960013337578689760?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/2960013337578689760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=2960013337578689760&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/2960013337578689760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/2960013337578689760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/12/172-doreen.html' title='172. Doreen'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-4919004989634073831</id><published>2006-12-19T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T14:13:00.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>171. Eric C.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Why do you call him Heric?” my future father-in-law was asked. His quick response, “Better than calling him cluckhead”. Eric was quiet and eccentric and our friend. After the graduation parties were memories he became one only visited in photo-albums and yearbooks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-4919004989634073831?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/4919004989634073831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=4919004989634073831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/4919004989634073831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/4919004989634073831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/12/171-eric-c.html' title='171. Eric C.'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-923713111217957231</id><published>2006-12-17T08:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T08:57:57.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>170. Toni</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Walking quickly into the office, hoping no one notices the always-noticeable ready-to-explode-McDonald’s-bag. Forever dieting. Forever failing. A beautiful, intelligent woman inside and out to all who know her except herself. Fooling herself into believing she is fooling others. Food is not success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-923713111217957231?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/923713111217957231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=923713111217957231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/923713111217957231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/923713111217957231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/12/170-toni.html' title='170. Toni'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-8841203579252974681</id><published>2006-12-17T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T08:38:23.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>169. Carolina (Pronounced CarolEEna)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Take me someplace I can’t see in CostaRica.” Off to Yankee Candle then to see strippers in a bar. Rocking the car singing and dancing while driving and listening to RickyMartin. He can be her 1st-husband because everyone knows SeanConnery is mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-8841203579252974681?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/8841203579252974681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=8841203579252974681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8841203579252974681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8841203579252974681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/12/169-carolina-pronounced-caroleena.html' title='169. Carolina (Pronounced CarolEEna)'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-4995170597326883307</id><published>2006-12-17T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T09:00:16.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>168. Mark, My mom's last nurse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Showing me signs of death, breathing life into the cold-sterile-room. Together we watched Lauren Becall glide across the screen, knowing your wife would be sitting in my chair soon holding the hand of her father. You got me through those last hours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-4995170597326883307?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/4995170597326883307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=4995170597326883307&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/4995170597326883307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/4995170597326883307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/12/168-mark-my-moms-last-nurse.html' title='168. Mark, My mom&apos;s last nurse'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-7251346947830648249</id><published>2006-12-15T11:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T11:30:02.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>167. Bookstore Associate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A gift left for me at the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.northshire.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NorthshireBookstore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; by a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/08/132-jon-katz.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;. The gentleman who presented it watched me carefully, aware that I might be surprised. “No, you cannot refuse it”, the associate instructed me. "Your friend obviously wants you to have this".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This time of year the reminders of how blessed I am seem so much more prevalent. I hope everyone else is as fortunate as I.  I also hope this holiday season finds others full of more joy than they believe they can handle.&lt;br /&gt; Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukah, Happy Friday... Whichever holiday you acknowledge I hope it is the best for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-7251346947830648249?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/7251346947830648249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=7251346947830648249&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/7251346947830648249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/7251346947830648249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/12/167-bookstore-associate.html' title='167. Bookstore Associate'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-8648444015214251144</id><published>2006-12-08T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T11:16:13.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>166. Nina</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fire-engine-red-station-wagon flying anywhere required with the tools of bribery loaded in the back. Aiding when we needed things of monetary value. Stopping along the way to play numbers you dreamt of the night before. From you, I learned money is not love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-8648444015214251144?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/8648444015214251144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=8648444015214251144&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8648444015214251144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/8648444015214251144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/12/166-nina.html' title='166. Nina'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-4981535680761603584</id><published>2006-12-07T09:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T09:22:51.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>165. Lee from Mulligan's</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heart of Gold is an understatement. A non-drinker among the town drunks, he cares for the customers as a gardener cares for the herbs at first-frost. Last night, without word to me, he bought my dinner in celebration of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-4981535680761603584?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/4981535680761603584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=4981535680761603584&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/4981535680761603584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/4981535680761603584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/12/165-lee-from-mulligans.html' title='165. Lee from Mulligan&apos;s'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-5472408232179585691</id><published>2006-12-04T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T15:06:15.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>164. Bill Rudkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Talks of duck-hunting lead to my freezer housing almost a dozen Mallards. After &lt;a href="http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/07/128-porter.html"&gt;his friend of many years&lt;/a&gt; passed away, he often eats alone at the bar. Cautious to save enough to please his Black-Lab, Gypsy waiting eagerly in the car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-5472408232179585691?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/5472408232179585691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=5472408232179585691&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/5472408232179585691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/5472408232179585691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/12/164-bill-rudkin.html' title='164. Bill Rudkin'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-6301466184333408592</id><published>2006-12-04T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T13:24:29.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>163. Syd the Kyd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very dear friend. 73years-young. Told me of her recent short stay in the hospital. Made the decision to quit her job because it was causing stress. Of course the Dewars-n-water we were sharing while smoking can only promote low stress levels.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-6301466184333408592?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/6301466184333408592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=6301466184333408592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/6301466184333408592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/6301466184333408592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/12/163-syd-kyd.html' title='163. Syd the Kyd'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-4838293841381522757</id><published>2006-11-18T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T15:31:28.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>162. Christa Jones (Al's daughter)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Promise, hope and all the good things little girls own were Christa. Fun, bubbly, happy and loving. At 16, she was so caring she refused to allow her scared friend to commit suicide alone. A family of four broken to three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-4838293841381522757?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/4838293841381522757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=4838293841381522757&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/4838293841381522757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/4838293841381522757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/11/christa-jones-als-daughter.html' title='162. Christa Jones (Al&apos;s daughter)'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-4155671011101189825</id><published>2006-11-18T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T12:06:03.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>161. Adam Jones (Al's son)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The most unruly-destructive kid I ever babysat. Only charge I considered drugging to insure a decent bedtime. Feared for his future. Expected mass-destruction, found a mild, caring, successful man. The one who held the family together in the midst of tragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-4155671011101189825?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/4155671011101189825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=4155671011101189825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/4155671011101189825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/4155671011101189825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/11/161-adam-jones-als-son.html' title='161. Adam Jones (Al&apos;s son)'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-1006447566570228283</id><published>2006-11-18T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T12:20:09.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>160. Kathy Jones (Al's wife)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Intrigued by the English-Accent. Wondered what life was like growing up in another country. She appeared cautiously distant. In her eyes everything had a visible price-tag placed prominently for public view. Nothing cost as much as the death of her youngest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-1006447566570228283?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/1006447566570228283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=1006447566570228283&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/1006447566570228283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/1006447566570228283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/11/160-kathy-jones-als-wife.html' title='160. Kathy Jones (Al&apos;s wife)'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-1483049370871664044</id><published>2006-11-18T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T11:29:49.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>159. Al Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I met Mr. Jones I had never seen a taller man. I was 10yrs, he seemed 10ft. My stepfather’s colleague, our family friend. In my adult years I realized Al’s 6’4” frame contained a 10’ tall strong but gentle spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-1483049370871664044?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/1483049370871664044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=1483049370871664044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/1483049370871664044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/1483049370871664044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/11/159-al-jones.html' title='159. Al Jones'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116301197380408922</id><published>2006-11-08T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:46.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>158. Mildred (a.k.a. Patsy a.k.a. Ma)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The most un-intrusive mother-n-law to walk the planet. Wisdom comes quietly. Love sings the same notes as sounds of laughter. Never giving up on me when I gave up on him. A mother’s love isn’t only spent on her own children.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116301197380408922?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116301197380408922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116301197380408922&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116301197380408922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116301197380408922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/11/158-mildred-aka-patsy-aka-ma.html' title='158. Mildred (a.k.a. Patsy a.k.a. Ma)'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116292915884687495</id><published>2006-11-07T14:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:46.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>157. Julee</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A seemingly-successful woman, single-mom and my boss. Using another’s opinions and credit you didn’t earn, you were able to climb the corporate ladder. You never felt safe. A woman with such low self-esteem that even I was viewed as a threat. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Professionally and Personally)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116292915884687495?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116292915884687495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116292915884687495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116292915884687495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116292915884687495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/11/157-julee.html' title='157. Julee'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116284186345936141</id><published>2006-11-06T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:46.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>156. Johnnie D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You said you have times feeling sorry for yourself. Then you are reminded others have it worse. Causing you to be happy with what you do have. Just a sweet young man. Too young for me. But not for my daughter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116284186345936141?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116284186345936141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116284186345936141&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116284186345936141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116284186345936141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/11/156-johnnie-d.html' title='156. Johnnie D.'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116284144925107636</id><published>2006-11-06T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:45.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>155. George B.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photographer viewing the world through an unprejudiced lens.  Your personal snapshots known in “Small-Town-USA”. Aware everyone knows. Yet, too sweet a man to mention such pain. Too sweet a man to have to bear it. Would you like a Guinness now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116284144925107636?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116284144925107636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116284144925107636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116284144925107636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116284144925107636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/11/155-george-b.html' title='155. George B.'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116274499950389265</id><published>2006-11-05T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:45.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>154. Lil Rog #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Mary Hill used to hang out in Cherry Hill Park” penetrates my mind whenever I think of you. Like a broken record. Over and Over and Over. Not the family favorite. But the one who proved to be the most genuine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116274499950389265?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116274499950389265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116274499950389265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116274499950389265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116274499950389265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/11/154-lil-rog-1.html' title='154. Lil Rog #1'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116274180068388884</id><published>2006-11-05T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:45.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>153. L.T. (conversation with the bartender)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;L.T.: “Can I ask something?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Course”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.T.: “Words of wisdom you give someone you know little about.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Happiness is a choice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.T.: “That’s very Buddhist.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “No, just honest”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sold the house, auction coming up, she’s moving away. She misses him too much to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116274180068388884?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116274180068388884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116274180068388884&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116274180068388884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116274180068388884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/11/153-lt-conversation-with-bartender.html' title='153. L.T. (conversation with the bartender)'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116258167714356067</id><published>2006-11-03T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:45.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>152. Jessica G.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lying, cheating, stealing, denying it all. Low self-esteem can lead to a life of crime and sentence one to eternity seeking approval that’s always just out of reach. Tough-girl facades can mask scared-girl cries. Not a criminal but still a prisoner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116258167714356067?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116258167714356067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116258167714356067&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116258167714356067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116258167714356067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/11/152-jessica-g.html' title='152. Jessica G.'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116249698796746569</id><published>2006-11-02T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:44.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>151. Jamesie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We met on the job. Didn’t take long to become allies. Thought he had a crush on me but it was really Janet he liked. Now we visit each other only via the Internet. That doesn’t make me like him less.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116249698796746569?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116249698796746569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116249698796746569&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116249698796746569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116249698796746569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/11/151-jamesie.html' title='151. Jamesie'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116232355027668146</id><published>2006-10-31T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:44.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>150. Ryan M.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Drumming your way through ADD and high school into Berklee College of Music and into the hearts of all who you crossed paths with. A human spirit truer than the truth itself. The music is not the only beauty you emanate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116232355027668146?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116232355027668146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116232355027668146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116232355027668146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116232355027668146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/10/150-ryan-m.html' title='150. Ryan M.'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116221771232176848</id><published>2006-10-30T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:43.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>149. Laura</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crumbled cellophane, empty cigarette packs, over flowing ashtrays, playing cards strewn on the table, a couple diet sodas and you have what’s needed to learn what matters. Bonds that can only be formed over a game of pitch. I bid three.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116221771232176848?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116221771232176848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116221771232176848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116221771232176848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116221771232176848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/10/149-laura.html' title='149. Laura'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116221728412526732</id><published>2006-10-30T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:43.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>148. Shelby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won’t be sad if my son says he loves you. You stayed with him until I could. You started the chain that brought me to him when he was hurt. When the stitches are gone I really hope you aren’t.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116221728412526732?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116221728412526732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116221728412526732&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116221728412526732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116221728412526732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/10/148-shelby.html' title='148. Shelby'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116188367868399710</id><published>2006-10-26T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:43.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>147. Mark G.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I heard you say “mini-me” before Austin Powers. Asking if I would love a pocket version of you. You filled the loneliness for the moment not the future. Thought to myself, how conceited. I felt I had only known the mini-you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116188367868399710?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116188367868399710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116188367868399710&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116188367868399710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116188367868399710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/10/147-mark-g.html' title='147. Mark G.'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116171205911098732</id><published>2006-10-24T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:43.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>146. Mark F.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last night you came to me in a dream. I awoke wishing I could see you. Saddened about the ease with which we let people go out of our lives. I miss you. How do I get to Social Circle, Georgia?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116171205911098732?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116171205911098732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116171205911098732&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116171205911098732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116171205911098732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/10/146-mark-f.html' title='146. Mark F.'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116161698701900828</id><published>2006-10-23T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:43.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>145. Dave</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Truly believes in God’s gift to women and he is it. He is one who thinks that. Tells stories that cannot be verified. Has been seen out with one woman for over a year now. She is more obnoxious than he.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116161698701900828?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116161698701900828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116161698701900828&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116161698701900828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116161698701900828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/10/145-dave.html' title='145. Dave'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116161573849698256</id><published>2006-10-23T10:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:42.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>144. Debbie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We first met in a universe of happy families and watching kids-watching kittens. We met again after faded innocence and divorces were final. Started a friendship over weekly breakfasts. Diagnosis cancer and I left determined to not see that devastation again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116161573849698256?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116161573849698256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116161573849698256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116161573849698256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116161573849698256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/10/144-debbie.html' title='144. Debbie'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116127646017184909</id><published>2006-10-19T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:42.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>143. Planet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whether fishing (her first love) or traveling around looking for hidden treasures, Planet brought me into a world where the tiniest of trinkets resemble the secret contents of Davy Jones Locker. By land and sea we have discovered an energetic friendship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Do you want to learn more about one of our adventures in &lt;a href="http://therealbeatrixkiddo.blogspot.com/2006/09/flac-it.html"&gt;Geocaching&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116127646017184909?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116127646017184909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116127646017184909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116127646017184909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116127646017184909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/10/143-planet.html' title='143. Planet'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116119575629236604</id><published>2006-10-18T14:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:42.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>142. Cathy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanted someone to play with. Who didn’t matter. You wouldn’t have visitors while the Flintstones were on. In my desperation, I told you that was something only a goulie-faced-boogarhead would do. Was I the only 9year-old afraid to play alone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116119575629236604?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116119575629236604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116119575629236604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116119575629236604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116119575629236604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/10/142-cathy.html' title='142. Cathy'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116109547766142038</id><published>2006-10-17T10:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:42.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>141. Dan Tyminski</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are rules. No last names or fame with your ass planted on a barstool. Stardom comes late night with stories relived and counting of my booty.  “Know who that was?” “Yeah, Dan. Friendly, tips well and drinks soda. So what?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116109547766142038?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116109547766142038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116109547766142038&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116109547766142038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116109547766142038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/10/141-dan-tyminski.html' title='141. Dan Tyminski'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116100221507241087</id><published>2006-10-16T08:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:42.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>140. B Kiddo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acceptance is the elusive treasure. Truths are only seen through witty lines and barroom banter. Or an occasional kiss. What gets hidden is a small girl with an enormous heart learning the art of loving herself. Being graded on the curve.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116100221507241087?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116100221507241087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116100221507241087&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116100221507241087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116100221507241087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/10/140-b-kiddo.html' title='140. B Kiddo'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116092464172228870</id><published>2006-10-15T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:42.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>139. Warren (Becki's Friend)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At first you only called me Becki’s-Mom, years later coming to my rescue when that damned-old-box-spring wouldn’t go upstairs to my new place. All the while loading HankWilliams,Jr. songs on my computer. Great feeling knowing your kids friends are such good-people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116092464172228870?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116092464172228870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116092464172228870&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116092464172228870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116092464172228870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/10/139-warren-beckis-friend.html' title='139. Warren (Becki&apos;s Friend)'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116076716739210662</id><published>2006-10-13T14:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:41.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>138. Becca</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Books, books and more books. Using written word for oxygen. Inhaling authors and ideas. Exhaling variations of their dreams. She flies on dictionary wings, drawing her life’s map with the ink of others. Dedicated to finding her way via random house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116076716739210662?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116076716739210662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116076716739210662&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116076716739210662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116076716739210662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/10/138-becca.html' title='138. Becca'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-116066483604926294</id><published>2006-10-12T10:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:41.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>137. Sal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lessons learned first-hand about the devastation of spirit through chemicals. Transformed to an organic life. A hopeful life. One night. One relapse. His lifeless body hung for 14 hours before anyone noticed hope was gone. Another lesson forgotten. Another soul lost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-116066483604926294?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/116066483604926294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=116066483604926294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116066483604926294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/116066483604926294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/10/137-sal.html' title='137. Sal'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-115618059511416705</id><published>2006-08-21T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:41.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>136. The nonobnoxious Red Sox Fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I admire a person who stands by their beliefs however badly or often they are battered over them. How, with such strong-will, can even that person be goaded into aggression by an overzealous fan? Can’t we play nice in the sandbox?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-115618059511416705?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/115618059511416705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=115618059511416705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115618059511416705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115618059511416705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/08/136-nonobnoxious-red-sox-fan.html' title='136. The nonobnoxious Red Sox Fan'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-115609118674972352</id><published>2006-08-20T12:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:41.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>135. Greg aka Ed in the white t-shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thrown into someone else’s drama without warning. Unsure if my attraction was to you or your protective qualities. You invited me out when I was done working. Proceeded to spend the rest of my shift with someone else. Exit stage left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-115609118674972352?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/115609118674972352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=115609118674972352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115609118674972352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115609118674972352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/08/135-greg-aka-ed-in-white-t-shirt.html' title='135. Greg aka Ed in the white t-shirt'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-115599703080268093</id><published>2006-08-19T10:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:40.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>134. The Oxygen Dealer</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Handing us 3D-glasses, he raved we would never see a show more beautiful. The kaleidoscope that unfolded as we sat on a deck overlooking the lake was indescribable. Firework finale over. He returned to his colored cylinders, selling rejuvenation at $1.00/minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-115599703080268093?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/115599703080268093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=115599703080268093&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115599703080268093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115599703080268093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/08/134-oxygen-dealer.html' title='134. The Oxygen Dealer'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-115565620290019899</id><published>2006-08-15T11:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:40.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>133. Kristen</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You drink yourself into oblivion, cling to your new-best-girlfriend (the one you just met five minutes earlier) and go home with any man who will have you. All the while talking about some boyfriend who left you while you weren’t looking. Do you know why they always leave you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-115565620290019899?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/115565620290019899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=115565620290019899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115565620290019899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115565620290019899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/08/133-kristen.html' title='133. Kristen'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-115565578321008874</id><published>2006-08-15T11:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:40.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>132. Jon Katz</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friend, author, Yankees-fan. You look to me for optimistic baseball-rants. It ain’t over until the last pitch! I look to you for writing advice and those questions that make me wonder. Do dogs have souls? How can I prove they do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-115565578321008874?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/115565578321008874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=115565578321008874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115565578321008874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115565578321008874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/08/132-jon-katz.html' title='132. Jon Katz'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-115445561581313341</id><published>2006-08-01T12:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:40.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>131. PB Stones</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Online-dating is not for me, I discovered after meeting you. A flower arrangement worthy of decorating a gravesite was a sure-sign. 2hours listening to talk about you was boring at best. Still in-love with your ex-wife, you discovered after meeting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-115445561581313341?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/115445561581313341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=115445561581313341&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115445561581313341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115445561581313341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/08/131-pb-stones.html' title='131. PB Stones'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-115411143976405041</id><published>2006-07-28T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:40.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>130. Barf</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s all fun and games until somebody gets sick. Then it’s a nickname that torments you into eternity. The embarrassment of earning that title didn’t keep her from being liked by everyone. It took much effort to remember her real name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-115411143976405041?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/115411143976405041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=115411143976405041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115411143976405041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115411143976405041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/07/130-barf.html' title='130. Barf'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-115410837461281116</id><published>2006-07-28T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:39.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>129. Rahual MY Cabana Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyone can call him Rahual. Only one can call him cabana-boy. Energy and alcohol flow from his fingertips like lightening as he launches conversations about final-scores, batting-averages and the middle east. Happily married with children and two jobs. Oh the American-Dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-115410837461281116?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/115410837461281116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=115410837461281116&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115410837461281116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115410837461281116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/07/129-rahual-my-cabana-boy.html' title='129. Rahual &lt;b&gt;MY&lt;/b&gt; Cabana Boy'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-115401468363481823</id><published>2006-07-27T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:39.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>128. Porter</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A true gentlemen. He liked dining alone. I believe he would pretend his beloved-wife was once again sitting across from him. Longing to be with her again and now he is. I am left tearing up straining manhattans into chilled glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-115401468363481823?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/115401468363481823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=115401468363481823&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115401468363481823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115401468363481823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/07/128-porter.html' title='128. Porter'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-115401323215911666</id><published>2006-07-27T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:39.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>127. Ferme</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Leaving family and country to create a better life. 4years away from wife and children can cause loneliness. Believing hard-work erases any indiscretions human desires lead to. Does absence make the heart grow fonder? Or is it outta sight, outta mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-115401323215911666?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/115401323215911666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=115401323215911666&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115401323215911666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115401323215911666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/07/127-ferme.html' title='127. Ferme'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-115401260149516768</id><published>2006-07-27T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:39.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>126. Lori</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Her heart would stop if she did. Always moving, busy. First impressions might cause one to surmise the lights are on but  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(you know the rest)&lt;/span&gt;… The opposite is truth. She knows something few others do. Happiness doesn’t require a degree, though she possesses one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-115401260149516768?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/115401260149516768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=115401260149516768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115401260149516768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115401260149516768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/07/126-lori.html' title='126. Lori'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-115401081756715549</id><published>2006-07-27T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:39.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>125. One who deals gasoline, cigarettes and conjecture</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Creating sad lives for strangers as they fuel-up with gasoline and coffee. She must be terribly unhappy with herself to so freely offer her dark-assumptions free of charge to the next in line. Then I wonder… Am I really any different?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-115401081756715549?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/115401081756715549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=115401081756715549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115401081756715549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/115401081756715549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/07/125-one-who-deals-gasoline-cigarettes.html' title='125. One who deals gasoline, cigarettes and conjecture'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114908896955817037</id><published>2006-05-31T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:38.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>124. Jillian</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Surprisingly, scrawny anorexic looking people can be tough too. They can also over power the not so scrawny anorexic looking people. A lesson I learned thoroughly in the fifth grade. Jillian was the ever willing teacher. I was the reluctant student.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114908896955817037?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114908896955817037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114908896955817037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114908896955817037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114908896955817037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/124-jillian.html' title='124. Jillian'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114908840690015233</id><published>2006-05-31T11:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:38.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>123. Sean</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sean is the kind of person that draws sympathy out of the most cynical of souls without effort. He always appears so unhappy. The average observer would think it must be a tremendous amount of work to find fault in everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry for my absence. I am currently not online at home. I will try to keep up on borrowed computers with borrowed time! ;-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114908840690015233?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114908840690015233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114908840690015233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114908840690015233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114908840690015233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/123-sean.html' title='123. Sean'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114829674566717879</id><published>2006-05-22T07:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:38.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>122. Alice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of your parents hugs, kisses and involvement doesn’t prevent your need to attract attention. How sad to witness such low self-esteem in youth. Confusing is that you use others acts of rebellion to illustrate your personal significance, never your own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114829674566717879?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114829674566717879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114829674566717879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114829674566717879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114829674566717879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/122-alice.html' title='122. Alice'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114821853686529618</id><published>2006-05-21T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:38.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>121. Carol but you can call her Kate</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She walks in and all heads turn. Is it the Oilskin-Outback Coat? Cowboy hat? Or the athletically-fit body concealing a 47year-old? Friendly, bubbly, outspoken. Everyone likes her whether they agree with her or not. Trades her opinions for beers and cigarettes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114821853686529618?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114821853686529618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114821853686529618&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114821853686529618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114821853686529618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/121-carol-but-you-can-call-her-kate.html' title='121. Carol but you can call her Kate'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114821660776862012</id><published>2006-05-21T09:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:38.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>120. Dan</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The scene plays the same every time. Starts with a hug. Jamesons on the rocks. Two swigs from his drink. Asks, “What’s up with the Yankees?” Ends with the decision that the world’s conflicts could be solved on a baseball diamond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114821660776862012?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114821660776862012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114821660776862012&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114821660776862012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114821660776862012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/120-dan.html' title='120. Dan'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114806076743991443</id><published>2006-05-19T13:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:38.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>119. Future Ex-Husband #12</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quiet, friendly, attractive, single. A gentleman. Bares some resemblance to Matthew McConaughey (Future ex-husband #3). He is rarely in town, which I find very attractive in a man. Listens intently when I talk. Remembers our conversations. I suspect he is gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114806076743991443?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114806076743991443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114806076743991443&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114806076743991443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114806076743991443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/119-future-ex-husband-12.html' title='119. Future Ex-Husband #12'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114795899849021517</id><published>2006-05-18T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:37.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>118. Antonella</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laughed, cried and got fired with me! Thank God we were able to explain eating the Boss’  imported digestives. I always “felt the love” when she was around. Screwing up American sayings at every opportunity. My favorite Italian “Jerk-Ass”. Ciao Bella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114795899849021517?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114795899849021517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114795899849021517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114795899849021517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114795899849021517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/118-antonella.html' title='118. Antonella'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114787900679092189</id><published>2006-05-17T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:37.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'>117. Mary</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Her father died when she was 10. My step-father became hers shortly after. I fear for her future. Trying to live up to his unrealistic expectations can destroy a soul. I know because I barely got out with my own intact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114787900679092189?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114787900679092189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114787900679092189&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114787900679092189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114787900679092189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/117-mary.html' title='117. Mary'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114787874572882981</id><published>2006-05-17T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:37.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>116. Tom</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Attractive man. Talented chef. Nice guy. Funny. Single. All the things I look for in a “Future Ex-Husband”. Never pursued him. Enjoyed our friendship. Knew I couldn’t, in good conscience, drain every last bit of life from him by dating him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114787874572882981?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114787874572882981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114787874572882981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114787874572882981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114787874572882981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/116-tom.html' title='116. Tom'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114787823551840204</id><published>2006-05-17T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:37.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>115. Metro Brian</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No meal presented is ever good enough. Promised to return for drinks. Vowed to never order food again. His next visit was complete with Filet-Mignon. I often wondered if he dines alone because he is equally as critical of his lovers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114787823551840204?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114787823551840204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114787823551840204&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114787823551840204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114787823551840204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/115-metro-brian.html' title='115. Metro Brian'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114763158049182685</id><published>2006-05-14T14:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:37.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>114. Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listening to your labored breathing, reliving every memory of you. Listening to your last breath, fearing I might forget even one memory of you. Knowing then I would never again celebrate Mother’s Day. Fearing then I would never again want to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*No writer, however talented or inspired, could ever put into words what my mom and I had together. I will not even try.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114763158049182685?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114763158049182685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114763158049182685&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114763158049182685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114763158049182685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/114-mom.html' title='114. Mom'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114757551817976735</id><published>2006-05-13T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:36.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>113. Michael Arthur aka Emotional Suicide</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are every love song never written. Every dream never fulfilled. You are every unanswered prayer. Then I met you and it all made sense. You are my salvation. You showed me how to love without you. You never really existed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114757551817976735?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114757551817976735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114757551817976735&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114757551817976735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114757551817976735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/113-michael-arthur-aka-emotional.html' title='113. Michael Arthur aka Emotional Suicide'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114744492854092165</id><published>2006-05-12T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:36.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>112. Jacob Micheal</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My skateboarder in the kitchen, my never turns lights off, my loser of inanimate objects, my eats everything in the house, my gambler, my greatest fear, my protector, my great debater, my favorite comedian, my favorite back massager, my gigantic heart, my sensitive soul, my baby, my love, my son. No words could truly describe what you are to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;*I have upgraded my number of words today. In honor of my son's birthday I have combined our ages. For 19 years we have been incredibly connected. Happy Birthday, Jake! I love you!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114744492854092165?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114744492854092165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114744492854092165&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114744492854092165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114744492854092165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/112-jacob-micheal.html' title='112. Jacob Micheal'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114744418337650541</id><published>2006-05-12T10:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:36.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>111. Dawn from Long Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Turn the music off so I can see this?” you said while I checked if I peed myself after listening to your stories. What made them funny made them heart-breaking. Had I ever known you sober, we could have been friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114744418337650541?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114744418337650541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114744418337650541&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114744418337650541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114744418337650541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/111-dawn-from-long-island.html' title='111. Dawn from Long Island'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114727743542377486</id><published>2006-05-10T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:35.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>110. Bob and Pat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Irreconcilable differences. It’s like we’re getting divorced. The fact is I am just moving out after years of renting from you. The house is falling apart. Nothing is getting fixed. Still, you have been the nicest landlords I have ever had.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114727743542377486?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114727743542377486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114727743542377486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114727743542377486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114727743542377486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/110-bob-and-pat.html' title='110. Bob and Pat'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114719057451871587</id><published>2006-05-09T11:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:35.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>109. Tracy the stripper</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You came to my house full of pride about your annual income. After a debate about morals and self-respect with a 12year old, you left. Still proud of the money you make. Maybe not-so-quick to tell kids how you make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114719057451871587?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114719057451871587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114719057451871587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114719057451871587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114719057451871587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/109-tracy-stripper.html' title='109. Tracy the stripper'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114709010931623618</id><published>2006-05-08T07:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:35.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>108. The Cookoos Nest Bartender</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Didn’t even look old enough to buy cigarettes but listened intently to our conversation about physically abusive lovers, terrible lovers, past lovers and future lovers. Chuckled when we confessed how happy we both are with our current status of individual singledom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114709010931623618?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114709010931623618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114709010931623618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114709010931623618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114709010931623618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/108-cookoos-nest-bartender.html' title='108. The Cookoos Nest Bartender'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114702987427969638</id><published>2006-05-07T15:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:35.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>107. Margie</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The kindest, friendliest, just darn nicest person I &lt;strong&gt;never &lt;/strong&gt;met. Exchanging notes as to why my eye-soar of a car sat lifeless in her driveway for days, I’m reminded God puts angles on earth. I keep running into them, or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114702987427969638?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114702987427969638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114702987427969638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114702987427969638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114702987427969638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/107-margie.html' title='107. Margie'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21308300.post-114692570543913241</id><published>2006-05-06T10:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:33:34.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>106. Al</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was magic for a while. Emotionally, needs outside the bed scared me. *POOF* I vanished. My infamous magic trick. Physically, we ruled the universe. I would’ve loved you forever if we both weren’t searching for the same thing. A mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21308300-114692570543913241?l=41x365.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/feeds/114692570543913241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21308300&amp;postID=114692570543913241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114692570543913241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21308300/posts/default/114692570543913241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://41x365.blogspot.com/2006/05/106-al.html' title='106. Al'/><author><name>B Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18124805496573453783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://www.christineglade.com/bkiddo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
