<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172</id><updated>2009-02-20T20:18:07.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Father, Help Your Daughter! </title><subtitle type='html'>The musings of a liberal, feminist dyke who finds herself in the most unlikely of situations..... </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108851988325613695</id><published>2004-06-29T09:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T17:34:39.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alix has me thinking again...</title><summary type='text'>Been listening to Alix Olson's newest CD Independence Meal, and a few lines keep getting stuck in my head, so I'm going to blog about them. "...I find myself stratospherically frozen between the way things are and the way things should be..."That describes so perfectly how I feel so much of the time I just had to share it."...the rusty squeaking of good hearts on rusty brains..."There are</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108851988325613695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108851988325613695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/06/alix-has-me-thinking-again.html' title='Alix has me thinking again...'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108845312779587902</id><published>2004-06-28T14:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T09:57:25.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Monday. Blah.</title><summary type='text'>Hmmmm...another busy weekend.Went to see Farenheit 911 on Friday night. There's been so much publicity that I'm not going to blab on with a bunch of repetitive shit, but I thought it was really good. (yes, you're shocked, I know). I guess I could easily be considered the "choir" that Michael Moore has been accused of preaching to, but I don't really care. I actually learned a few things that I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108845312779587902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108845312779587902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/06/its-monday-blah.html' title='It&apos;s Monday. Blah.'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108819923973932167</id><published>2004-06-25T16:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T17:35:51.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Observations</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's been way too damn long since I posted, and my last post was really stupid anyway. Now I only have a few minutes but oh well...quick update. Weeks have been moving SO fast lately in my life. My girl and I set a date, so we'll be getting married May 21, 2005 at the First Unitarian Church in Pittsburgh. We've been scoping out reception locations since we're going to do it up right and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108819923973932167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108819923973932167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/06/random-observations.html' title='Random Observations'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108635752291294759</id><published>2004-06-04T09:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T09:58:42.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I do have some Native American blood in me.......</title><summary type='text'>Stolen from Kim. (-:You are a true nature girl! Which Ultimate Beautiful Woman are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108635752291294759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108635752291294759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/06/well-i-do-have-some-native-american.html' title='Well, I do have some Native American blood in me.......'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108628955151488094</id><published>2004-06-03T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T15:05:51.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage Equality</title><summary type='text'>Just read this ARTICLE today at nerve.com thanks to a link from Margaret Cho's blog. *********************************************This part was funny:JONATHAN AMES (Q4: #3 of 11) I do think gay marriage should be legalized.  If I were gay and got married, then got a ticket for gay marriage, I'd be really annoyed.  How many points do you get on your license for gay marriage?  Probably a lot.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108628955151488094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108628955151488094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/06/marriage-equality.html' title='Marriage Equality'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108618878661625145</id><published>2004-06-02T10:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T11:09:16.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ewww</title><summary type='text'>"ACHTUNG!rachelsp21 may actually be a spider-human hybridUsername:From Go-Quiz.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108618878661625145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108618878661625145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/06/ewww.html' title='ewww'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108612507958373222</id><published>2004-06-01T17:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T17:26:38.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Gay Picnic</title><summary type='text'>Well yesterday I participated in my first Big Gay Memorial Day picnic in Pittsburgh. Much fun was had....and much alcohol was consumed. The walk in the woods was fun too--those of you who were there know what I mean. (-; After that the day is kinda blurry til I sobered up around 5 in time to drive home...I'm afraid to see the video. Oy vey!  Hmmm...it was a very busy weekend otherwise. Saw </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108612507958373222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108612507958373222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/06/big-gay-picnic.html' title='Big Gay Picnic'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108575997617333914</id><published>2004-05-28T10:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T12:02:00.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><summary type='text'>Ok, I'm bored today at work. Kim's off on Fridays. Ethan's not here, and my girl can't e-mail at work any longer. What's up with that?! They're like my lifeline to the outside world when I'm inside this insane bubble. Aaaaaahhh...Sooooo I'm going to attempt to entertain myself for awhile. I collect quotes  and I thought I'd share some of my favorites: FEMINISM"I myself have never been able to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108575997617333914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108575997617333914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108569386810371372</id><published>2004-05-27T16:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T10:42:03.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrorism Threat</title><summary type='text'>My personal opinion:While terrorism is a terrible thing and acts of terrorism are ultimately indefensible, I read this article that had me asking a lot of questions today. Questions about what the US can do to minimize it's spread and what the US might be doing to create conditions favorable to it's spread as a viable tactic for achieving a goal among the disillusioned people of the world. I am</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108569386810371372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108569386810371372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/terrorism-threat.html' title='Terrorism Threat'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108569050512106209</id><published>2004-05-27T16:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T16:50:10.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergy Season</title><summary type='text'>Just had to listen to a customer preach in my ear about this book called "A More Excellent Way" that claims that any disease you have is a result of your "spiritual condition". So if you "get right with God" your allergies will get better. Or cancer...or whatever...just pray about it. Forget about medical science...what do they know?! Anyway....I think it's a crock of shit and I think it's sad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108569050512106209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108569050512106209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/allergy-season.html' title='Allergy Season'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108552060739733521</id><published>2004-05-25T16:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T11:25:38.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Snoozeday</title><summary type='text'>Yoy have I been tired today. Don't even know why. But oh well, the day is almost over. Blogger has been fucky all day, but Kimmy found a way around it all. *three cheers*Glad to see some people found my Home Economics posts as "enlightening" and "inspiring" as I did. You just have to laugh really. I have to tell you that on the days when my self-esteem is running low I look back at things like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108552060739733521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108552060739733521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/tuesday-snoozeday.html' title='Tuesday Snoozeday'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108520731754498448</id><published>2004-05-22T02:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T02:28:37.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't WAIT to see this movie!</title><summary type='text'>"Got Passion? Get Saved." LMAOThe debut feature from writer/director Brian Dannelly, Saved! is a dark comedy set in a strict Baptist high school. Leading up an ensemble cast that also includes Macaulay Culkin and Patrick Fugit, Jena Malone (Donnie Darko, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys) stars as Mary, a teenager who, in a desperate attempt to convert her gay boyfriend, ends up getting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108520731754498448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108520731754498448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/cant-wait-to-see-this-movie.html' title='Can&apos;t &lt;strong&gt;WAIT&lt;/strong&gt; to see this movie!'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108516609860218864</id><published>2004-05-21T14:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T02:17:08.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Garage Sale Shopping</title><summary type='text'>Sooo....as I mentioned in my previous post, I like to travel. I've traveled quite a bit compared to most people...mostly on medical missions trips. My friend who is a dentist trained me to be her assistant and we travel to different areas and provide free dental care. Here's a pic of me and my friend Annette in Thailand...(I'm on the left)Anyway.....that's just background. We have garage </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108516609860218864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108516609860218864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/garage-sale-shopping.html' title='Garage Sale Shopping'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108514876838430089</id><published>2004-05-21T09:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T10:57:59.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One o' those surveys....</title><summary type='text'>Stolen from Smouse who stole it from Kim who stole it from someone else....1. What year was the best year of your life? This one...back to this time last year.2. One animal or insect that Noah should have left off the ark? Spiders...and snakes. Hah! I picked two! Watcha gonna do about it?!3. Do you make a wish before blowing out your birthday candles?no, not really4. Do you generally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108514876838430089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108514876838430089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/one-o-those-surveys.html' title='One o&apos; those surveys....'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108508133622480130</id><published>2004-05-20T15:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T11:08:40.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And they wonder how I became a feminist....</title><summary type='text'>Well, I spent a lovely evening over at my parent's house going through boxes of crap that I never took when I moved out. Five garbage bags full later, I came across a treasure!!! My home economics binder from my sophomore year of high school! Wooohooo! I did find a peanut butter pie recipe that I remember being quite tasty, but overall it was just a load of CRAP. When you look at these pictures </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108508133622480130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108508133622480130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/and-they-wonder-how-i-became-feminist.html' title='And they wonder how I became a feminist....'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108507754305912552</id><published>2004-05-20T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T14:25:43.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A great article from the Boston Globe</title><summary type='text'>Civilization in Ruins</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108507754305912552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108507754305912552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/great-article-from-boston-globe.html' title='A great article from the Boston Globe'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108455167498006572</id><published>2004-05-14T12:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T12:21:14.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For Smouse, Kim and Ethan</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108455167498006572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108455167498006572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/for-smouse-kim-and-ethan.html' title='For Smouse, Kim and Ethan'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108437384496789276</id><published>2004-05-12T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T11:27:59.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108437384496789276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108437384496789276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108431112560742807</id><published>2004-05-11T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T11:30:32.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blog post in 3 parts:Part 1: Life Update.Well, life's been pretty peachy. I've missed my girl a lot since we haven't been able to see each other very much lately due to life circumstances, but...things are looking up on that front. I enjoyed the gorgeous sunny weekend and survived a day of obligatory imprisonment at my mom's house for Mother's Day. She flipped out because of my bumper sticker </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108431112560742807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108431112560742807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post-in-3-parts-part-1-life.html' title=''/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108376872158130145</id><published>2004-05-05T10:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T10:56:27.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok. I'm bored and stuck at work, so for a bit of humor....I thought I'd share Kim's quote of the day:"Cleavage is like money. More is never bad."Made me laugh...a lot. (-:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108376872158130145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108376872158130145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108376549120262517</id><published>2004-05-05T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T10:02:36.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, over the last few conversations with my parents, politics have inevitably come up. My dad called me last night and we chatted for a bit so it's on my mind again. Being the conservative Christian Baptists that they are, they are apalled that their "sweet little daughter" has turned into such a liberal. My mom had to leave the room at the thought that I would not vote for the "christian" (and I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108376549120262517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108376549120262517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/so-over-last-few-conversations-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108372385515459282</id><published>2004-05-04T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T14:48:59.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Freedom Ring!</title><summary type='text'>The article. This is so sad. I truly believe that the fostering of attitudes and beliefs necessary for one human being to do this to another is a direct result of the irreverance and apathy that our leaders have shown about the insane loss of innocent civilian lives in Iraq. After all, if we can carpet bomb them and kill them indescriminately then what the hell does it matter if we torture them</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108372385515459282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108372385515459282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/let-freedom-ring.html' title='Let Freedom Ring!'/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108360768008330018</id><published>2004-05-03T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T14:13:59.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BWAAAHAAAAHAAAA. I like the first one especially. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108360768008330018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108360768008330018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/bwaaahaaaahaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108360252370340538</id><published>2004-05-03T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T12:46:15.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, not much new here. I went out Saturday night with the gang--Christie, Kim, Ethan, Steve, Ama, and Mike. Hit Images first then went to Donny's where we made our way to the patio due to the suffocating heat inside and the shitty DJ...SERIOUSLY...he sucks...uggh...anyway...much fun and drunken debauchery. I was only semi-drunk for half the night since I was driving but still....before we knew it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108360252370340538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108360252370340538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/05/so-not-much-new-here.html' title=''/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361172.post-108325391294607936</id><published>2004-04-29T11:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T11:56:09.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And just one more...because I tend to use a bit of profanity in my blog, I'm going to I'm gonna use Margaret Cho again to explain--I thought what she had to say about being "on the fringes of polite society" to be very interesting. (from her blog conversation with another of her readers)1/23/2004Potty Mouth&gt; ----- Original Message ----- &gt; Subject: Potty Mouth&gt;&gt; Although we are two very &gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108325391294607936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361172/posts/default/108325391294607936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onerighteousdyke.blogspot.com/2004/04/and-just-one-more.html' title=''/><author><name>One Righteous Dyke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01944910739236082171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13306352564013815456'/></author></entry></feed>