<?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-9173406764833178380</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:17:13.149-08:00</updated><category term='The WoW Factor'/><category term='U.S. economy'/><category term='funny'/><category term='elbow grease'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='poets'/><category term='chocolates'/><category term='gluts'/><category term='false'/><category term='cleanliness'/><category term='penmanship'/><category term='perception'/><category term='authors'/><category term='truth'/><category term='cell phones'/><category term='blenders'/><category term='Rolling Stones'/><category term='princesses'/><category term='cognitive function'/><category term='Africa'/><category term='phrases'/><category term='roof'/><category term='origami'/><category term='sleigh'/><category term='vegans'/><category term='humor'/><category term='pickles'/><category term='doctor'/><category term='personals'/><category term='chair'/><category term='peace'/><category term='rehab'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='Bon Appetit'/><category term='market feasibility'/><category term='cats'/><category term='proverbs'/><category term='registered nurse'/><category term='thrill seeking'/><category term='laughter'/><category term='rain'/><category term='GPS'/><category term='marketing'/><category term='glass'/><category term='Pino Grigio'/><category term='fun'/><category term='trout'/><category term='love'/><category term='weight'/><category term='ninjas'/><category term='prophets'/><category term='sled'/><category term='inactivity'/><category term='Stephin King'/><category term='labyrinth'/><category term='worms'/><category term='psychic'/><category term='Catholic'/><category term='medical studies'/><category term='insects'/><category term='Avon Skin So Soft'/><category term='beliefs'/><category term='America'/><category term='blanket fort'/><category term='mothers'/><category term='underachiever'/><category term='fortune cookies'/><category term='credit card'/><category term='sale'/><category term='Freudian'/><category term='near death experiences'/><category term='cowhide'/><category term='Chiquita bananas'/><category term='spice'/><category term='reincarnation'/><category term='Hanes'/><category term='ex-lax'/><category term='prepositions'/><category term='the movie Carrie'/><category term='communication'/><category term='laugh'/><category term='theater'/><category term='mystics'/><category term='book'/><category term='interpretation'/><category term='kitchen'/><category term='red paint'/><category term='destiny'/><category term='Britain'/><category term='apron'/><category term='variety'/><category term='motives'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='Guinness Book of World Records'/><category term='adrenaline junkies'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='blue tooth'/><category term='dictionary'/><category term='history'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='loneliness'/><category term='fool'/><category term='mixing metaphors'/><category term='medicine'/><category term='novels'/><title type='text'>Hmm...Interesting</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-1042055800602233876</id><published>2010-07-22T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T14:25:26.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#62</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;This princess DID fall into a black hole for a month - that is, if&amp;nbsp;it fits the description of sunny Maine beaches; digging new gardens; and, creating new stone pathways at her royal palace. There's no fear of getting down and dirty here&amp;nbsp;since the black hole was actually many dirt holes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;And speaking of dirt! No&amp;nbsp;there is&amp;nbsp;none. Except in&amp;nbsp;the yard. But that's already covered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Affinity for gardens and sentence fragments aside, a new creation has evolved from the royally distracted by beautiful summer weather mind. Here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Untitled (For cool effect)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Dogma, dogma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;everywhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Dogma here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Dogma there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Dogma sitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;on the train;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;and, sitting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;in my brain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;We can laugh at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;this refrain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Dogma - it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;just silly...plain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Food for thought and extreme silliness all rolled up in one yummy ball. Don't ya just wish you could eat it? Maybe not. Carry on!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-1042055800602233876?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/1042055800602233876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2010/07/62.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/1042055800602233876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/1042055800602233876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2010/07/62.html' title='#62'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-6822226509296900767</id><published>2010-06-14T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:45:34.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#61</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;No, this princess hasn't fallen into a black hole or the nearest facsimile, her purse. She's just been taking a break from blogging. No one real excuse exists, but there could be some fun making some up. Here are some possibile princess shenanigans:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;She got thinking about the X-Files claim that "THE TRUTH IS OUT THERE". So she went searching. It took her quite awhile but she found it: hiding behind the dumpster at McDonald's. It seems the truth has a penchant for dumpster diving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;She researched conspiracy theories for official adoption. It might be nice to add some variety to the personal ideology mix. After careful consideration, she adopted the government mind control theory. She also chose a plan of action to "foil their plot" and bought into the aluminum foil deflector beanie plan. Gotta keep safe from those government mind control rays: http://zapatopi.net/afdb/!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;She heard that Chivalry is dead. No "Chivalry" came up on her Google obit searches. Since she couldn't find the answer on the interweb then it must be false ;) But then a search for "Chivalry is dead" yielded a resultant claim of "chivalry is dead and women killed it". It? This princess thought it was some celebrity chick who bit the dust! It's not totally implausible. Gwyneth Paltrow named her daughter, Apple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;So these are small, slacker stories of possible princess whereabouts and goings on. Hey, their her stories and she's stickin' to 'em!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-6822226509296900767?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/6822226509296900767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2010/06/61.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/6822226509296900767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/6822226509296900767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2010/06/61.html' title='#61'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-7906827718303192172</id><published>2010-03-19T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T13:00:24.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='registered nurse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex-lax'/><title type='text'>#60</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word selection and usage is so interesting to this princess. There is a fond remembrance of how swiftly and deftly she&amp;nbsp;attempted to advance her high school theater career&amp;nbsp;when she oh-so-politically-and-correctly asked the director if any of the plays would&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;interfere&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;with the basketball games she played. Yeah..."smooth move ex-lax!". Good thing PR wasn't on her career list of things to do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speaking of careers, even princessdom has it's boring days so a perusal of potential professions was in order. Speaking of PR as well, there was hope for interesting possibilities on the word selection and usage front. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helen Ziegler &amp;amp; Associates definitely didn't disappoint in their maneuvers to entice registered nurses to work in Saudi Arabia. In addressing the personal safety issue, they&amp;nbsp;stated that the Western compounds where North American and European nurses live&amp;nbsp;had &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"occasional terrorist&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;attacks"&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;but &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"violence is far less than one would find in a city of comparable size in the United&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;States or Canada".&lt;/span&gt; Somehow still stuck on the phrase "occasional terrorist attacks", but others may be feeling the warm, fuzzy thoughts of personal safety due to Ziegler's relativity theory.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speaking of relativity, don't relatives, and humans in general say the darndest things? Here's a comment posing as a compliment: &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"You're not as fat as you used to be".&lt;/span&gt; Gee thanks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It appears interesting word choices aren't limited to&amp;nbsp;individuals and web content. A couple of minor political parties were called &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Locofocos"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Coodies".&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Was&amp;nbsp;health care reform in their party platforms?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah, yes the beautiful word choices make life so interesting. N'est-ce pas?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-7906827718303192172?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/7906827718303192172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2010/03/60.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7906827718303192172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7906827718303192172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2010/03/60.html' title='#60'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-3195690618225921680</id><published>2010-03-08T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T13:23:19.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#59</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;"I just met a wonderful new man. He's fictional but you can't have everything." Cecilia in &lt;em&gt;The Purple Rose of Cairo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Her fictional man surely had a great pick-up line to entice her into romance. If popular protagonists were able to leap off the page or screen, what would their lines be? Here are some possibilities:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"They don't call me the Man of Steel for nothing!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Captain Kirk:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"I will boldy go where no man has gone before."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Hamlet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"To be or not to be - that is the question, but it's not the ONLY question. What are you doing Saturday night?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Pandora: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"Wanna play with my box?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Medusa:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"Whaddya think of my killer looks?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batman: &lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"Come check out my pole in the Bat Cave"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Moby Dick:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"Enough said. Oh wait, I'm a whale..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A text from Peter Pan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"Hey baby. I can make you fly ;)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Aphrodite: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"I'm not too shabby on the half shell. I &lt;em&gt;am &lt;/em&gt;the goddess of love and horniness after all....just sayin' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #b45f06;"&gt;Winnie the Pooh: &lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"How about a taste 'o honey, honey? Oh wait, I'm a teddy bear..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Big Brother:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"I like to watch."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Harry Potter: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"I can do wonderful things with my wand."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #f6b26b;"&gt;Tigger:&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d;"&gt;"I'm bouncy, bouncy, bouncy, bouncy, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun!!!! Oh wait, I'm a tiger who's really a plushie in a little boy's bedroom...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #bf9000;"&gt;Thing (Ben Grimm of the Fantastic Four): &lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"Why do you think they call me Thing? Do the&amp;nbsp;descriptions "superhuman endurance" and "stone-like flesh" mean anything to you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow; color: red;"&gt;Human Torch (Johnny Storm of&amp;nbsp;The Fantastic Four):&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"I'm hot"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Eeyore:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"I'm an ass. Don't bother."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-3195690618225921680?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/3195690618225921680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2010/03/59.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3195690618225921680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3195690618225921680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2010/03/59.html' title='#59'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-3608563401014003417</id><published>2010-03-02T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:32:23.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#58</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Lost in translation" is an interesting&amp;nbsp;phrase . But what about comedy in translation? Here are&amp;nbsp;two possibilities: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Diderot dîne sur les dents d'un dindon". This French tongue twister means "Diderot dines on the teeth of a turkey". Yum! Or was that "Diderot dîne sur le dos d'un dindon"? Diderot dines on the back of a turkey. This seems implausible as a turkey could never hold the weight of both Diderot and the dining table plus silver and glassware!! Something got lost before translation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Ben jo" is the Japanese word for toilet and sounds like the English word "banjo" so don't go singing "For I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee" in Tokyo unless you're into funny looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Language isn't the only thing that gets lost in translation. Fashion does after so many years - just think of the mullet. Actually, let's not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hair wasn't the only regrettable thing in the '80s. Somehow neon green,&amp;nbsp;yellow, orange, and magenta&amp;nbsp;replaced the&amp;nbsp;warmth&amp;nbsp;in the color wheel. It was as if&amp;nbsp; '60s psychedelia got horribly sick! Why did so many princesses try to discover if they were an "autumn", "spring", "summer", or "winter" when fashion upchuck was splattered everywhere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's definitely a good thing '80s fashion got lost, period, never mind any mention of translating it! Certain things need to be left undecipherable. Though many princesses wonder, "What were we thinking?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So words, fashion, foreign languages, and the '80s can be oh so confusing to the best of us. It's so easy to get lost without even beginning translation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-3608563401014003417?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/3608563401014003417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2010/03/58.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3608563401014003417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3608563401014003417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2010/03/58.html' title='#58'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-8613215380328864964</id><published>2010-02-08T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:15:30.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#57</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An interesting concept is that of indebtedness. The most well known aspect is financial debt. It could all start with college debt. Then there are the little things that keep it there or worse, increase it: unexpected car repairs, a dental bill, the con artist boyfriend. Yeah, the little things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indebtedness to ex-boyfriends who've taught painful lessons isn't normally on a princess' gratitude list. Learning curves are good though, especially if a woman is teaching a man hers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So with lessons learned, this princess thought she might venture into the kingdom of Internet dating. What the heck, she might learn something from this foray into mostly uncharted territory.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imagine her frustration on day one when she discovered so few choices for body type description. She was hoping there was one for a "bodacious babe-a-licious" body, but alas, no such good fortune occurred. Instead there were only choices that her scouts already forewarned her were just code for the REAL body type. Here are some examples:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Athletic = flat&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Voluptuous = fat&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A few extra pounds = DEFINITELY fat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slim = flat&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Curvy = fat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slender = flat&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Average = fat&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's a princess to do? Leave it blank and post a couple of pics.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another issue with Internet dating today is the men want to jump into bed as quickly as possible. This probably hasn't changed throughout the ages, but whatever happened to good old-fashioned wooing? A nice slow woo can be a very good thing. Savor all those moments. Chivalry isn't dead so maybe wooing can be revived. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perhaps there are men out there with wooing skills. If not, then perchance there is at least one malleable subject.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In&amp;nbsp;the search for a trainable wooer, the first thing learned was that&amp;nbsp;humor may not be a good teaching tool. In attempting to influence&amp;nbsp;the subject into a more wooing stance it may not be advisable to ask "Are you sure you want to have sex on the second date? I could be a psycho hose beast ya know."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It may also be advisable to know the difference between gentle wooing&amp;nbsp;vs. going for the down and dirty.&amp;nbsp;Thus, a princess can accurately assess the situation then instruct accordingly. Here are&amp;nbsp;a couple of&amp;nbsp;signs that he's not gently wooing you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You need a pair of forceps to remove his tongue from the depths of your throat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You need a crowbar to pry his hands off your arse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also, it's always good for any princess to assess whether the subject in question is right for her. If he's not right for her then training is irrelevant. Here are a couple of&amp;nbsp;hints a subject isn't right for the prospective trainer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Constant hellish nightmares that peak in his presence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Constant wretching that peaks in his presence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A princess needs to pay attention to those little hints. It saves time and heartache.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indebtedness to past experiences is a good thing. One can know what she wants for future reference and apply it to new situations. Now on to find a wonderful wooer....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-8613215380328864964?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/8613215380328864964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2010/02/57.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8613215380328864964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8613215380328864964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2010/02/57.html' title='#57'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-5398368874064974328</id><published>2010-01-29T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T13:21:50.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#56</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;This princess loves the quirky little things in life, especially the ones that make her brain go "hmm". Last year she logged onto Google on 09/09/09 and at 0909 military time (9:09 a.m. for you civilians). Under the Google logo, she saw 09/09/09 on the left and 09:09:09 on the right. All these nines add up to 54 and 5+4=9! Hmmm......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;The Google search engine reveals a plenitude of possible meanings and symbolism of the number nine among which many humans can derive a perspective that brings meaning to their lives. If one has a suspicious perspective, any number of conspiracy theories could be found. On an inspirational note, different religions and life philosophies have different attributes for the number 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;So what does all this have to do with humor? Nothing, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Or is there something? Can the number 9 really be funny? Do human demographics such as age, gender, etc. matter in the number 9 humor mix?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Concerning age, this princess was six years old when she thought the chef on Sesame Street who loudly and musically announced the number of pastries he made before tumbling down the stairs noisily with said pastries and clanging plates or a platter flying was quite hilarious. Wait, she still thinks that's funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;So 9 splattering coconut cream pies is funny. Granted, coconut cream pies were attached, but it's something, and age didn't seem to matter. Granted again, the sample size is small. Oh yeah, we're talking humor not science and the two are generally mutually exclusive unless you're Bill Nye the Science Guy. The princess digresses....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;The only gender factor with humor and the number 9 is that most women think men have the sense of humor of a nine year old boy. At least that's what Doug Colligan writes in this Reader's Digest article, "Why Women and Men Laugh Out Loud" (http://www.rd.com/content/printContent.do?contentId=44329&amp;amp;KeepThis=true&amp;amp;TB_iframe=true&amp;amp;height=500&amp;amp;width=790&amp;amp;modal=true). Yes, he cites some scientific studies so maybe humor and science aren't so mutually exclusive after all. Again the princess digresses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;9 pickles sounds funny, but then again aren't 6 pickles just as funny, maybe funnier? 9 Englebert Humperdincks are definitely funnier than 1 Englebert Humperdinck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Thus, in addition to making a princess go "hmm" the number nine can be funny. Albeit, it's tied to slapstick, coconut cream pies, the maturity of the male sense of humor, pickles, and Englebert Humperdinck, but, hey, it's better than nothing. Nothing reminds one of zero. Hmmm, is zero funny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-5398368874064974328?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/5398368874064974328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2010/01/56.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5398368874064974328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5398368874064974328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2010/01/56.html' title='#56'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-7846852839974589772</id><published>2009-12-17T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T11:39:45.425-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The WoW Factor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>#55</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Frances Cole Jones, corporate coach and author of &lt;em&gt;The Wow Factor, &lt;/em&gt;was writing about YouGov's published list of the "Ten Worst Business Phrases". She decided to make a list of her own. Here's the article: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/LIVING/worklife/12/16/cb.worst.phrases.work/index.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2009/LIVING/worklife/12/16/cb.worst.phrases.work/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This princess' favorite in Ms. Jones' list is "past history". Here's the corporate coach's rationale for her choice: "This one drives me wild every time I hear it, "Well, based on past history ..." History is, by definition, something that occurred in the past, so why on earth say "past"?" This princess may have some insight into why this phrase is used. The humans who use it feel it has a distinguishing capability. Since we all know history repeats, it's very important to separate "past history" from "present and future history".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's interesting how pet peeves occur concerning words, phrases, and their usage . What may be correct and proper usage for one group is anathema for another. One woman's word trash is another man's treasure trove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;For example, this princess personally knows a heterosexual couple who together compiled a list of phrases "we will NEVER use". Two of the phrases were "It's all good" and "I hear you". It's perfectly understandable why they wouldn't as they have no real need for these phrases. Since necessity is the mother of invention, who NEEDS these phrases and WHY did they get invented? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;In the case of "It's all good" and "I hear you", it's buddies who need this language, especially those involved in a bromance (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bromance"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bromance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;). By definition, it's a non-sexual but intimate relationship between two or more men. So how do these men create heterosexually acceptable homointimacy? It's the phrases! They create "the bond". To illustrate this point, here's a hypothetical bromance version of "When Harry Met Sally", aptly titled "When Harry Met Sully". The caveat: the only similarity between the real vs. the hypothetical movie is the title. Here are a couple of sample scenes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Scene 1: Harry and Sully are on the road in Harry's truck headed to a secret fishing destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Harry says, "Dang it Sully, I forgot the live bait. I just tied a new fly though."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sully replies, "It's all good"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thus, their friendship is strengthened while their fishing trip is also saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Scene 2: Harry and Sully are fishing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;While they quietly cast and reel in a fish or two, Sully pipes up, "Fishin's not too shabby today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Harry replies, "I hear you".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The male bonding continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;From these two scenes it's safe to say Harry and Sully are well on their way to a perfectly acceptable bromance while using perfectly acceptable phrases to get them there. Ain't life grand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thus, Ms. Cole Jones and discerning heterosexual couples everywhere may realize that the turn of a phrase may have an applicable direction to be turned other than down (pun totally intended). Form follows function in this life, the Universe, and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-7846852839974589772?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/7846852839974589772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/12/55.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7846852839974589772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7846852839974589772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/12/55.html' title='#55'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-7967536071216201319</id><published>2009-11-06T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:39:15.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#53</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Motive is an interesting concept in this life, the Universe, and everything. So what prompted a driver to display an "I am still a virgin" bumper sticker on the tail end of an SUV? Speaking of tail and lack therof, what was the drive to display this information? And were any emotions involved? There was no punctuation to give hints so here are some thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They're proud and wanted to share - "Bully for me!!!!" (spoken in a bullish British accent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They're unsatisfied and requesting help (listed phone number recommended).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They're surprised and exclaiming as in "I can't believe it's not butter!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They're puzzled, the milder version of surprise - "Really? I am still a virgin? How did that happen.......or not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They're overwhelmed and pleading - "I am still a virgin and there are so many fish in the sea I just don't know where to begin!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They're angry and wanted to vent - "I am still a virgin and I darn well wouldn't be if it weren't for my face and awkward social skills!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They're amused and wanted to spread the cheer - "I'm still a virgin. Isn't that hilarious? Ha ha ha ha ha!!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Maybe they thought this was an interesting conversation piece...Or they knew some people keep a mental list of things that make us go 'hmmm'...Or they psychically tuned into this princess' desire to find interestingly curious human behavior and thought "I have just the thing for her!! I'll plant this bumper sticker on the tail of my SUV so she'll wonder about my motive for announcing my lack of tail". One never knows and maybe that's half the fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-7967536071216201319?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/7967536071216201319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/11/53.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7967536071216201319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7967536071216201319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/11/53.html' title='#53'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-8489077233608954403</id><published>2009-10-29T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:00:09.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#52</title><content type='html'>The astute may have noticed a long absence. As we all encounter in this life, the Universe, and everything this princess has suffered a personal tragedy. Alyssa, a very close friend of the family and bright young woman who was an actress and comedian passed away unexpectedly from complications of leukemia and pneumonia on September 1st, 2009 at the age of 19. She had been battling cancer since the end of December 2008. This post is to honor her, another comic princess who now tickles the funny bones of the angels. Here's an off-the-cuff improv video performance recorded in the summer of 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f7ef242821656022" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df7ef242821656022%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331299835%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15D213557DF794B90CFC00D365CF174AEA4DB599.180214689B174139CE49FB2684231D445FDB9369%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df7ef242821656022%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2-uPLeVWfpygvzf0FMbTsAqgvCk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df7ef242821656022%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331299835%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15D213557DF794B90CFC00D365CF174AEA4DB599.180214689B174139CE49FB2684231D445FDB9369%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df7ef242821656022%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2-uPLeVWfpygvzf0FMbTsAqgvCk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is missed dearly by her family and friends. Thankfully her humor lives on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-8489077233608954403?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/8489077233608954403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/10/52.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8489077233608954403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8489077233608954403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/10/52.html' title='#52'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-4589217136047008947</id><published>2009-08-25T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:19:57.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#54</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"5 a Day" is an American saying to help folks remember to eat right. However, it's sorely lacking in marketing skills. Where's the sizzle in that phrase? It's competing against some great jingles. Even in the old days Dunkin' Donuts had a slam dunk (pun intended) with the happy tune "Give somebody Dunkin' Donuts...get some lovin' back". This princess would pick lovin' over 5 a day any day in this life, the Universe, and everything. So how can we bring back the sizzle and make good nutrition fo shizzle? Here are some possibilities:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Bring the sexy back - not that it was ever there in nutritional food, but ya gotta start somewhere. Here's a sample: "Bone up on bone health with these sultry sardines. They're so luscious you'll be screaming for more!" Yeah, that's the ticket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Create an air of mystery: "On a dark and stormy night as a wolf howled furtively at the moon, the mangoes arrived at the scene of the crime."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Create a sense of adventure: "Look at those carrots rappelling down that cliff!!! I want one!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Create a sense of vivaciousness: "Turnips have such verve! Try one today!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So there may be hope to spice up the enticement for good nutrition. Little do Americans realize there may be a sultry sardine, mysterious mango, adventurous carrot, or a turnip with verve lurking in their kitchen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-4589217136047008947?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/4589217136047008947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/54.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4589217136047008947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4589217136047008947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/54.html' title='#54'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-3587971337870616762</id><published>2009-08-18T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T11:58:34.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cowhide'/><title type='text'>#51</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sense and sensibility; sense and sensitivity; sensei, sensibility, and sensitivity - yes, it's amazing what a little vowel and consonant placement will create in this life, the Universe, and everything. Associations and connotations change. Vowels and consonants in the mix:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Does a sensei with sensibility and sensitivity really give 2 cents? What's the sense in that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sled and sledge are one and the same thing. Sled is American and sledge is British. They're both sleighs, except sledge sounds like it rammed into a piece of gooey fudge at the bottom of the hill. America 1 Britain 0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;With salability the question is "Can we sell it?" while sanability asks "Can we cure it?". Well, yeah if it's cowhide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Fun with wordplay, connotations, and associations - what more could a princess ask for? A lot actually, but this one knows that too much royal haughtiness invites instant humility. It's inadvisable to ask Marie Antoinette her opinion on the matter as she lost her head over it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-3587971337870616762?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/3587971337870616762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/51.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3587971337870616762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3587971337870616762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/51.html' title='#51'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-7203798086831344550</id><published>2009-08-14T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T08:15:14.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#50</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The number 50 is an interesting number in this life, the Universe, and everything. It is a milestone number in various ways. Let us count them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The 50th wedding anniversary is the "Golden Anniversary" while Simon and Garfunkel advise that there are "50 Ways to Leave Your Lover". Is this a golden opportunity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;A Wikianswer states the number 50 represents power and celebration in the Bible. So that's why some women call hot flashes power surges!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Wikipedia says "Fifty is the smallest number that can be written as the sum of two &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Square number" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Square_number"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;squares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; in two distinct ways: 50 = 12 + 72 = 52 + 52". So when this princess turns 50 can she say "It's hip to be square!"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The fun of fifty - is it endless? It is when a person hits sixty, but then a new door opens to another kind of fun. Though the decade changes at least the fun can be never ending!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-7203798086831344550?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/7203798086831344550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/50.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7203798086831344550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7203798086831344550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/50.html' title='#50'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-2279082994906432237</id><published>2009-08-13T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T10:43:07.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#49</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Demiurge, demitasse, Demi Moore: what do these nouns have in common beside "demi"? In this life, the Universe, and everything the definition of demiurge is funny in and of itself. Check it out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;–noun&lt;br /&gt;1. Philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;a. Platonism. the artificer of the world.&lt;br /&gt;b. (in the Gnostic and certain other systems) a supernatural being imagined as creating or fashioning the world in subordination to the Supreme Being, and sometimes regarded as the originator of evil.&lt;br /&gt;2. (in many states of ancient Greece) a public official or magistrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So politicians fall next in line after the originator of evil...hmmm. So if guilty by association is the order of the day, is it evil to drink a demitasse? But then again demitasse in French literally means half-cup so does this free associate to "half-urge" in English; thus, making public officials (in the Greek sense anyway) only half evil? And where does Demi Moore figure into all this? Since "half" is a connection, let's go with Demi and numbers in her life. Well, she did cut her birth name in half by the number of letters (Demetria = 8; Demi = 4----&gt; 8 * 1/2 = 4!). Sometimes we just gotta do the math! And no, Ashton isn't half her age. Betcha thought that was the tack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So words, meanings, connections, associations - free, guilty, or otherwise all contribute to the fun. All this talk has given this princess a demiurge for a blueberry sweet treat. Since it's only half evil via justification by semi-analytical rationalization she'll thoroughly enjoy it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-2279082994906432237?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/2279082994906432237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/49.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/2279082994906432237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/2279082994906432237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/49.html' title='#49'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-9190276699135842712</id><published>2009-08-11T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T12:19:10.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#48</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A euphemism is a way to say something nicely in this life, the Universe, and everything. It's a kinder, gentler, more indirect way to describe a person, situation, or anything, really, than to call a spade a spade. Speaking of that, Bob Barker would remind you to spay or neuter your pets at this point, but since he retired this princess will ask "Have you thought of pet care lately?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Some possible euphemisms:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A "person of ill repute" is a nice way of calling someone a skank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;He "passed away" is so much nicer than "he croaked".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;She "tripped the light fantastic" is a gentle description of - wait, what does that mean?! Oh it's about being a nimble dancer! What's so unpleasant about that?! This situation then needs to be described as "disappointing" rather than an "epic fail"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So when one is out in polite, genteel society it's a good idea to keep a clever euphemism in one's back pocket, at hand, or up one's sleeve as the case may warrant. One never knows when he needs to describe delicately!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-9190276699135842712?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/9190276699135842712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/48.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/9190276699135842712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/9190276699135842712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/48.html' title='#48'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-7076153790112121835</id><published>2009-08-10T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T12:09:49.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='variety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><title type='text'>#47</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Variety is the spice of life. Language is one of the spices in this life, the Universe, and everything. Here are some curious examples:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One can either have peace of mind or give someone a piece of their mind (that'd be tricky especially with no prior surgical experience). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The glass is half full or half empty is irrelevant to certain mothers, "Just drink it! There are starving kids in Africa!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Never say never" is a common phrase that's already contradicted itself twice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If someone wants to "throw his weight around" does he have to "get his pound of flesh" first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Though no specific spicy language is used above, variety is present. Thus, by association the spice of life is as well. Ah yes, language peppered with some sort of analysis. Yum! Yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-7076153790112121835?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/7076153790112121835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/47.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7076153790112121835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7076153790112121835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/47.html' title='#47'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-4997040661679862935</id><published>2009-08-06T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T12:09:31.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#46</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Good vs. evil, balancing the yin and yang, embracing the dark side, sinners and saints are all concepts that boggle the mind. Sometimes a girl just can't keep up! What does it all mean? What is our meaning and purpose? This princess is indebted to Douglas Adams. His supercomputer character, &lt;em&gt;Deep Thought&lt;/em&gt; discovered after 7 1/2 million years of computing that the answer to &lt;em&gt;The Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything &lt;/em&gt;was 42. Sadly, &lt;em&gt;The Ultimate Question &lt;/em&gt;is still unknown. Thankfully though, curious minds can still explore and ask. Thankfully also, ALL can be explored. From the intense to the inane, inquiring minds want to know. Hey, it beats being mired in existential angst! So what are some possibilities for &lt;em&gt;The Ultimate Question?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;What does 6x7 equal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;In his song, &lt;em&gt;Blowin' In the Wind, &lt;/em&gt;Bob Dylan asked, "How many roads must a man walk down/Before you call him a man?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;If a woman was born in 1967, how old will she be in 2009?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;42 is the plausible answer to all of these &lt;em&gt;Ultimate Questions. However,&lt;/em&gt; the woman in &lt;em&gt;Ultimate Question #3&lt;/em&gt; may have her own solution. So there's actual hope for those pondering life and all its questions whether ultimate or not so. Now finding it may be another matter! Hope! Hope! Here Hope! Where are you?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-4997040661679862935?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/4997040661679862935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/46.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4997040661679862935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4997040661679862935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/46.html' title='#46'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-868864552528229866</id><published>2009-08-04T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T11:48:48.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#45</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This princess believes she doesn't like the new American dating rules (or lack thereof) in this life, the Universe, and everything. It used to be the men would court the women and they'd have the nerve to initiate the process, but nowadays it seems the men have no nerve other than to stare. How can the modern male be helped to start the chase? Here are some possible solutions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They could mimic the outspread wing stance of the wandering albatross. That'll get a girl's attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They could don a foreign accent. True story: One drunk Englishman told this princess his accent is a "babe magnet".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They could show their feminine side and ask for help. The grocery store is a great place to start. Once the attractive lady is spotted the suitor sidles up to her and asks, "Do you think I should get these non-organic grapes? Does the good of the flavanoids outweigh the bad of the sulfites?" She'll admire his nutritional knowledge and be pleased by his deference to her own keen sense of nutrition. It's win-win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So there's help and hope out there for the American male who has failure to launch issues. Think of the possiblities guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-868864552528229866?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/868864552528229866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/45.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/868864552528229866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/868864552528229866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/45.html' title='#45'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-8824846419893098298</id><published>2009-07-31T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:53:33.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#44</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Saving face - now that's an interesting phrase in this life, the Universe, and everything. What are we saving our faces for anyway? A rainy day? You mean we can't use them in the here and now? And what about other interesting phrases? Here are some to ponder:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"Don't count your chickens before they're hatched" --&gt; Actually, they're eggs so there you go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"Making whoopie" --&gt; This one is actually incomplete. It should read "making whoopie pies", which, actually, is not enigmatic at all. Mmmm whoopie pies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Though "tripping the light fantastic" was used disappointingly in the previous post, this princess will attempt to "save face" by discussing it again. Okay, so it's a way of saying someone is "light on his toes" or dances nimbly, but who knows, the 1960s hippies may have had their own definition!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Interesting phrases make language interesting to say the least. Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-8824846419893098298?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/8824846419893098298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/44.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8824846419893098298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8824846419893098298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/44.html' title='#44'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-3861013166636048559</id><published>2009-07-30T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:50:21.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>#43</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Men, women, friendship, family, faith, and country are all examples of entities to whom humans can express love in this life, the Universe, and everything. Songs have sung the praises of love, mostly of the romantic variety. Here are some titles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Love is a many splendored thing" --&gt; Surprise runs amok in the marketing world that the Splenda brand hasn't capitalized on this song. Then again, maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"All you need is love" --&gt; Tell that to the unemployed guy who owes 2 months back rent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Love lifts us up where we belong" --&gt; Will it work for females with gravity issues?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Baby I love your way" --&gt; Remember that when she insists on another addition to the house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Though romantic love songs can clash with some hard situations of life, it doesn't stop them from being written or sung. As the title of Sister Maura Eichner's poetry book suggests &lt;em&gt;Hope is a Blind Bard. &lt;/em&gt;This princess says "keep on singing"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-3861013166636048559?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/3861013166636048559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/43.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3861013166636048559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3861013166636048559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/43.html' title='#43'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-5755163521662123710</id><published>2009-07-29T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T08:35:52.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='false'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roof'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dictionary'/><title type='text'>#42</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Paradox. This word alone is interesting in this life, the Universe, and everything. This is what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;http://dictionary.reference.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; has to say about this word:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;–noun&lt;br /&gt;1.a statement or proposition that seems self-contradictory or absurd but in reality expresses a possible truth.&lt;br /&gt;2.a self-contradictory and false proposition.&lt;br /&gt;3.any person, thing, or situation exhibiting an apparently contradictory nature.&lt;br /&gt;4.an opinion or statement contrary to commonly accepted opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This princess thinks the above definition is a paradox! A paradoxical statement is intrinsically funny. Here are some examples:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Nobody shops at that store. It's too crowded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Oscar Wilde said, "I can resist anything except temptation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It's raining cats and dogs. Oh wait, that's a metaphor! Or is it? Back in the day of the thatched roof small animals would gather in the thatch for warmth, but when it rained heavily water seeped in and the poor critters would lose their grip and fall; thus, "it's raining cats and dogs" happened quite literally. Maybe it is a paradox because it was literally true then, but isn't now (certainly not in certain parts of the world anyway). It just may qualify under meaning #1 re: absurd and being a possible truth in parts of the world that have thatched roofing, warm rooms, cats and dogs in the house, and heavy rains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This princess enjoys the amusing aspect of paradox. Though mind-boggling and head-spinning to think too much about, this brief foray has been interesting and fun. For the most part though, this princess will stick to her daily routine of coffee with cream and no paradox thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-5755163521662123710?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/5755163521662123710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/42.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5755163521662123710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5755163521662123710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/42.html' title='#42'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-4000607128168355003</id><published>2009-07-24T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:23:08.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#41</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;If a redneck lives in a red state, what is he called if he lives in a blue state, a blueneck? Red state, blue state, yuppie, Millenial, Baby Boomer, fundamentalist, metrosexual, and many other labels and categories exist in this American life, the Universe, and everything. Is it a safety mechanism to apply these labels? Is labelling good, bad, or indifferent? Here are some perspectives on labels and categories:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The Millenial Generation is also called Gen Y. Now there's talk of the next Generation being named Gen Z. Since Z is the last letter in the English alphabet there may be a problem for the following generation. Yeah, it's called global warming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Metrosexual was coined for the man who wanted to be more fashionable and also concerned with his image regardless of his sexual orientation. Some marketing types thought they'd coin "ubersexual" to "straighten out" the metrosexual and hearken back to the "traditional male" prototype while still tapping into the consumerism piece. Seems all a bit too confusing. There are no straight answers here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Religion doesn't have the corner on the market of fundamentalism. According to dictionary.com another meaning of the word is "strict adherence to any set of basic ideas or principles". So scientists, politicos, businesses, and each one of us individually can be a fundamentalist either in our global world view or one or more areas of our existence. "Strict" reminds of "stricture". Both words are based on the Latin&lt;em&gt; strictus, &lt;/em&gt;past participle of &lt;em&gt;stringere,&lt;/em&gt; which means to "draw tight". One of the meanings of stricture is "an abnormal contraction of any passage or duct of the body". The alimentary canal, "a tubular passage functioning in the digestion and absorption of food and the elimination of food residue, beginning at the mouth and terminating at the anus" is one such passage. What happens if this passage were to "draw tight" all along its passageway? Yeah, a bunch of tight asses who are full of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;So it seems possibly irrelevant, confusing, and against the flow if humans get too caught up in using and living labels. Just as the human body works to maintain homestasis, a state of balance, it behooves the human outlook to engage thus as well. So let's keep what works and throw the garbage out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-4000607128168355003?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/4000607128168355003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/41.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4000607128168355003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4000607128168355003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/41.html' title='#41'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-6315408418046663387</id><published>2009-07-23T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:19:00.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#40</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Since this princess believes in equal opportunity she's decided to feature all the funny ladies lookin' for love on Craigslist. She personally didn't know love hangs out there amidst the blenders and the pervs, but one never knows in this life, the Universe, and everything. These are from the "best of" section on Craigslist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Was that your limb? - w4m           I was running to catch the 9 train, early in the morning tuesday. Apparently I wasn't the only one: I saw you down the subway stop ahead of me. You were sprinting, and collided with a support column. Your prosthetic arm flew off, and you kept running.&lt;br /&gt;You made the train, and I did not. All that was left was your lovely arm, glistening from the summer humidity. It smelled of pine and saddleneck oil.&lt;br /&gt;I have it now, in my living room. It's sitting in a hallway basket, with some umbrellas and a digeridoo. Contact me: I'd like to meet the rest of you.&lt;br /&gt;-Susan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This ad from a Canadian woman is too long for this tiny blog. The title should give you an idea of her intent - Lets Trade Places: Married for Single Life - w4mw. This section discusses what the prospective, willing, married trade woman should expect: "My Life: You would be trading your married life for an apartment in Yaletown and a Mini. I have a group of girl friends who you would spend most of your time with doing activities such as exercising, eating out, dinner parties, movie nights, shopping, and so on. They will help to set you up on a series of first dates (what happens there is up to you). You can use the in-suite gym and swimming pool, and would have access to my wardrobe (size four). My mother will call you every second day and discuss how your younger sister has the most beautiful child and husband, and then move on to how disappointing it is that you cannot find a man to settle down with. You can be quite sure that a series of ex-boyfriends will call you up between the hours of 12am and 3 on the weekends (again, what happens there is up to you). " For more of her fun, check here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/van/1230203861.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/van/1230203861.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why don't I ever have a Missed Connection? - w4m          Everywhere I go, I scan my surroundings and wonder if someone is secretly plotting a CL (craigslist) missed connection post for me. "We locked eyes briefly at the CVS as you were picking out those heavy flow tampons. You smiled at me so innocently. If this is you tell me what I was wearing" Nothing. I drive down the interstate and look in all the cars and then come home to check CL to see if anyone missed a connection with the "Sexy dark haired girl in the Honda going towards the Philly International Aiport on I95, you eyeballed me and picked your nose. I want to take you out." Still nothing. I get up every day, shower, get dressed and go out just so someone can miss a connection and look for me on CL. Don't approach me in public. I'm waiting for you here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So funny ladies exist in the craigslist domain of this world. Maybe they weren't really lookin' for love, but the humor in the process of lookin' for love on craigslist. Just a humble observation from a not always astute princess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-6315408418046663387?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/6315408418046663387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/40.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/6315408418046663387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/6315408418046663387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/40.html' title='#40'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-8531399404418407065</id><published>2009-07-22T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T12:26:56.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#39</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Many humans like to add humor to their daily business in this life, the Universe, and everything. Here are some examples:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;There is a cool trailer called the Snack Shack near the ferry terminal in Islesboro, Maine (and yes this princess enjoys the food too!). In addition to fun 1950s art posters and other sundry amusements, the owners have this cute, little, professionally painted sign as a reminder to parents: Unattended children will be given espresso and a free puppy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;In a coed bathroom at a state government office building in Maine, a woman placed a notice above a toilet in the bathroom. It read, "WOMEN USE THIS BATHROOM TOO   GENTLEMAN PLEASE, PUT THE SEAT DOWN AFTER YOU HAVE FINISHED" It seems a man felt the need to share his perspective as well. His sign read, "MEN USE THIS BATHROOM TOO  LADIES PLEASE, PUT THE SEAT UP WHEN YOU HAVE FINISHED"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Churches can have funny sayings posted on their outdoor signs. One such saying, "Lead me not into temptation I can find it myself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Another church posted this: "DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY     WELCOME     YOU'LL FIT RIGHT IN"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So there are varied ways to keep it interesting and blow off some steam when it involves the human condition. Even though no one gets out alive, we can have fun doing it while we're here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-8531399404418407065?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/8531399404418407065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/39.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8531399404418407065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8531399404418407065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/39.html' title='#39'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-4311098805366138048</id><published>2009-07-21T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:33:07.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#38</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Webposting commenters say the darndest things in this life, the Universe, and everything. Here is a story that offers perspective on the human condition in and of itself in one culture with the perspective of readers' comments who belong to a completely different culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;This princess can relate to the story in terms of taking action. Several beloved flowering plants were stolen and her family garden was raided of vegetables on two separate occasions. Though she knew no perpetrator would be caught she still enlisted the police for help so that she felt some sense of power in the situation. She views the following story in this light:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;On July 15th, 2009 CNN reported that "A family in Saudi Arabia has taken a genie to court, alleging theft and harassment, according to local media. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;The lawsuit filed in Shariah court accuses the genie of leaving them threatening voicemails, stealing their cell phones and hurling rocks at them when they leave their house at night, said Al-Watan newspaper....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"We have to verify the truthfulness of this case despite the difficulty of doing so," Sheikh Amr Al Salmi, the head of the court, told Al-Watan. "What makes this case and complaint more interesting is that it wasn't filed by just one person. Every member of the family is part of this case."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;...In Islamic cultures, a belief in genies, or jinns, is common. Genies not only appear in pre-Islamic fiction such as "Arabian Nights," but are also mentioned in the Quran. Many Saudis believe invisible genies live among them and are capable of demonic possession and revenge."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Here are the comments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;This gave me the idea of suing the tooth fairy. I don't feel she gave me enough money for my teeth when I was younger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I understand where they're coming from.....i tried suing Santa Claus for slander and failure to fulfill a contract when i was good all year but he brought me coal anyway....turns out, we dont have an extradition agreement with the North Pole....for me to have any shot at winning they have to catch him the breaking the law here in the states and hold him for trial....well....wtf is sliding down people's chimneys if not breaking and entering?....tell me he's not speeding when he's making his rounds......must have SOME radar detector to avoid all the speed traps....and what about cruelty to the reindeer?....think he's not taking a little nip of the eggnogg every now and then to keep warm?.....one simple DUI arrest and i'm golden. Just more proof.....the rich get more "equal" justice than the rest of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Wish Number One: I wish you'd stop throwing stones at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Why would they want to sue Jeannie? She is such a lovable genie. Sure, she gets Major Nelson into trouble every now and then, but she does her best to bail him out, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Well they should sue! I hope they win and get MILLIONS in invisible money from that good for nothing Genie! Get it for everything it has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Dont tell me?.....They must have rubbed the Genie the wrong way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;What I'd like to know is how they're going to collect from a jinn when I can't even collect child support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Just goes to show that everyone's a comic, intentional and otherwise. As is evident, commenters say the darndest things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-4311098805366138048?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/4311098805366138048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/38.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4311098805366138048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4311098805366138048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/38.html' title='#38'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-4535215147256066308</id><published>2009-07-20T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:28:15.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blanket fort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labyrinth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pino Grigio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blenders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personals'/><title type='text'>#37</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Craigslist is more than a resource for philanderers, blenders, perverts, apartments, and alleged creepy pre-med predators. That's right folks! In this life, the Universe, and everything it also gives a good laugh! Here are some examples of humor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"looking to be entertained? To control what you want to see? Need house servant at girls get together? Cute guy in apron here, at your service!!" Some guys will do anything for attention!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Nice Guy Recipe:&lt;br /&gt;4 cups college cheese; 1 pealed professional pear; 1 Tbsp. aged rocknroller horse radish; 1/4 cup kayak ketchup; 1 6oz package of camping croutons; 2 mildly apolitical peppers; 1 epistemological eggplant; 1 750ml bottle of Kant's Categorical Imperative Pino Grigio, or 2 pints boastful beer or self deprecating Twisted Tea; 1 1b. 85% Ground Beef ; 1 bunch of geeky grapes; 1 stick of salted witty repartee; a pinch of existentialist poppycock. Remove croutons from baggage. Simmer peppers on lo gear Wrangler, do not cover. Mix pears with other like minded fruits. marmalade with sugar, spice, whatever's um..ya.. Bake beef into loaf at 420F or form beef into punny patties for grilling . Throw out vile and expired college cheese. Drink Pino Grigio while cooking instead of with meal, avoid discussing Emmanuel Kant. Add eclectic interests to taste. Serve with stable salad. Open to salt and pepper. No expectations on servings." Some guys will cook up anything for attention!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Sick of Frat boys? Emo boys? Spikey-haired pretty-boys? Guys who are good in bed? Manly men? Then why not try me, the studly and socially introverted quivering mass of man meat? Weighing in at only 160 pounds, I can be stored safely in large suitcases or spandex undershorts, and my good understanding and use of both the English and French languages means that I can be a handy, albeit somewhat bulky travel dictionary! (note: do not actually try to read me, that's just disgusting). My sexual history is spotty at best, my performances remain to this day unrated or spoken of by partners (and believe me, all two of them remain very tight-lipped), and my appearance is average. There is absolutely nothing outstanding about me aside from an insatiable urge to fiddle with shit and a good vocabulary. Hobbies include: - Digital art - Musicianing (its a word, i think... i play the musician, and very well i might add!) - Chronic masturbation (might as well be honest, right ladies?) - Ham gargling - More! If anything, this ad must have at least shown you that there is one honest person left on this earth. Someone who is not afraid to tell you that you might very well resemble a trout, without the awkward backtracking to some bullcrap story about how trouts are very noble and colorful fish. No Trout are ugly Get over it. Any ladies interested? Then look at the below pictures and tell me that to my inbox! (since currently, telling me to my face is a physical impossibility) PS: Please, no vegans, hippies, people who do not bathe, vegetarians, girls who wear pajama bottoms in public, anyone who uses the word "spork" to be random, people who are fans of Jhonen Vasquez, Jhonen Vasquez himself, anyone who has ever or thinks they might someday tout sex as a weapon, trout, other forms of fish."  This princess happens to think trout are very pretty, especially the rainbow variety. The nobility aspect is dodgy though. Some guys will reference trout for attention!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;One creative young man posted a pic of a blue and white blanket fort he created. Here's his story, "Come let us frolic in my totally dope blanket fort": "Yes, I know what you’re saying, “dude, that blanket fort sucks.” That would not be the first time I’ve heard such short-sighted criticism. Its structural integrity is dubious at best and there isn’t a whole lot of headroom. But c’mon, it’s not like I’m a freakin’ architect or anything. Besides, this little baby is just a prototype. I have vast resources of cushions for anchoring and blankets in order to maximize square footage. My living room is just waiting to be turned into a totally sweet labyrinth of love. I am very open to suggestions in respect to design and construction, as I’d like this fort to be a shared vision. Much like the Taj Mahal, its intended that this little beauty will be inspired by a very special lady. Once our shelter is erected, we can move in and work on some of our higher order needs. Or we could just order a pizza and tell ghost stories. Please email me with a picture if you want to be invited to this living room party. It will be sweet. PS: I’m allowed to have sleepovers." Some guys will build anything for attention!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So there it is! Comedy in the personals section - who'da thunk it? Hmmm, wonder what's in the blender section...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-4535215147256066308?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/4535215147256066308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/37.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4535215147256066308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4535215147256066308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/37.html' title='#37'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-2008727358671321814</id><published>2009-07-17T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T12:42:57.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#36</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;There's always one in the crowd in this life, the Universe, and everything - you know, the know-it-all type who not only boasts her smartypants skills, but must have the last word. This princess qualifies by nature of her royal attitude at times, but the focus here is the basic arrogant arse who just plain loves to put others down. All humans have their mean moments and hopefully realize later, apologize, and move on to better, kinder choices. It does seem though that certain humans live and thrive in that zone. What evidence is there of these annoying attitudes and is there any room for humor there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This princess personally dislikes the subtle saboteur. The one who says, "Oh yes, this recipe is good, but mine tastes fantastic when I add lemon zest. It gives it such a perky flavor!" The dissed chef now has a choice. She could choose to graciously ignore, smile, and let karma take its course. Or she could obtain instant gratification and reply "Too bad there's no lemon zest for breasts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Another association to arrogance: adolescents. Best just to breathe through their existence like so many labor pains. Use a mantra like a focal point, just like the childbirth educators teach: this too shall pass, nothing ventured nothing gained, the two most common elements in the world are hydrogen and stupidity - yeah, simple centering phrases. That'll work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Finally, there are those who must have the last word even if it's from beyond the grave. Check this epitaph from an 1823 granite gravestone in a cemetery in Maine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;                                                    "Behold as you pass by, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;                                                    As  you are now so once was I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;                                                    As I am now so you must be.                                                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;                                                    Prepare for death and follow me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;She's a barrel of laughs! That's one cheery chick, eh? Personally this princess prefers to live in the proverbial present. It's so much better to live life to the fullest; love oneself and others; give and receive; face one's fears; feel all there is to feel (ahem, emotions not second base!); thus, there's no need to prepare for death because the joy and love expressed in life prepare us for the new ahead when we pass through that door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;When we think we know it all then the cosmic joke is on us! Yes, this proud princess has eaten enough humble pie to hopefully learn her lesson. If not, she'll join the other arrogant arses when the crow eating contest pulls around to the palace.  Until then, Happy Umbrage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-2008727358671321814?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/2008727358671321814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/36.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/2008727358671321814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/2008727358671321814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/36.html' title='#36'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-5400872451472999734</id><published>2009-07-16T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:52:57.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue tooth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chiquita bananas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medical studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avon Skin So Soft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell phones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hanes'/><title type='text'>#35</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;This princess has been enjoying the beautiful land and seascape in her glorious palace playland in Maine. Vacations are a beautiful thing in this life, the Universe, and everything. Whilst enjoying the natural beauty, the gears and wheels of the comic mind were still attempting to turn. One topic that came to mind was the off-label use of various things, e.g. Avon's Skin So Soft oil works well as a bug repellent. Of course, medical studies are finding certain medicines work well for other ailments in addition to the ones originally intended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Here are some other off label options this princess wants to add to the mix:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Those little blue tooth phone headsets would work well as a distracting device for when you really want to talk to yourself in public but don't want to appear crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;An inventive woman decided a pair of Hanes underwear would make a great halter top: just cut out the crotch, turn it upside down, put the head through the new opening, arms through the previous leg holes and voila!, instant fashion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Recession-proof temporary tattoos. Got a bored little one looking for some fun? Got a bunch of Chiquita bananas with the stickers attached? Recycle that sticker and give your young'un some fun! Kills two birds with one stone and hey, kids are easy to please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Along the same vein, don't buy your child any birthday toys, just find a clean cardboard box and you're good to go! Generally recommended for the pre-school set, but good BS-ing skills may help you extend this to older children as well. The possibilities are endless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;This is a small sampling of possible off-label uses for items. The expanses of human ingenuity can create many more options. Further explorations and discoveries may be posted! One never knows, but once this princess does she most certainly will tell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-5400872451472999734?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/5400872451472999734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/35.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5400872451472999734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5400872451472999734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/35.html' title='#35'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-9103126284427829483</id><published>2009-06-25T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:09:32.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#34</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This princess LOVES the light - not the "go toward the white light" kind of light, though that won't be a bad thing if that happens when she dies. This kind of light is general brightness: sunshine, big picture windows with lots of sunshine, skylights that bring in the sunshine, sunshine, and more sunshine. Got the picture? It only stands to reason since the first eight years of her life were spent in warm, sunny, and tropical places. So what's so important about light in this life, the Universe, and everything? Well, everything. So much so that when she ventures out to work with other humans she makes sure it's good and bright. One case in point is a little room that has no windows! Egad! What's a princess to do? Fortunately there is a source of brightness -a happy light. Now other humans don't understand her need for such brightness so she's frequently asked why the happy light is on. While she loves their curiosity, she's getting bored giving the same explanation for her need. Here's the usual scenario:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Curious human employee enters the room with no windows and happy light is on. The clue of no windows should give a hint to the curious observer, but this isn't the case. Usual comment, "Wow that light is bright!" is followed by usual question, "Why do you have that on?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So here are some possible answers the princess may give:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's my death preparation light. When I hear 'Go to the light' I want to know what I'm looking for."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"An old Chinese proverb says, 'It is better to light a single candle than to curse the darkness.' I asked the property management department to help me in my campaign against darkness. They were fresh out of candles so they gave me this happy light."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Those darn pixies are so annoying! I heard they hate happy lights so I thought I'd give it a whirl."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I'm conducting speed of light experiments. I'm measuring as we speak."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So the quest against boring answers continues. Maybe one day this princess will be pleasantly surprised with a different scenario. One possibility:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Curious human employee enters windowless room with a happy light on. Curious human employee looks at illuminated happy light, looks at illuminated princess, then proclaims "You have a happy light on! Good for you for your death preparation skills, fight against darkness, pixie warding prowess, and speed of light experiment conduction capabilities! You rock, princess!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One never knows in this princess' kingdom. The possibilities are endless - at least in her mind anyway!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-9103126284427829483?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/9103126284427829483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/34.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/9103126284427829483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/9103126284427829483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/34.html' title='#34'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-8735672194972614316</id><published>2009-06-23T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T12:35:21.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#33</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This princess is terribly poor at flirting. Yes even royal highnesses can be shy in this life, the Universe, and everything. Since she loves the accessibility of the www, she thought she'd peruse for answers. Here's the dish:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;One suggestion was to cross and uncross the legs. According to the writer, this is seen as sexy. The assumption is that this is in a social setting, so this princess will try to remember not to pick the wedged underwear during the crossing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The next suggestion was to have good hygiene and take a shower. That and a new pair of overalls should do the trick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;One article suggested guys love it when a woman bites her bottom lip. Somehow this princess doesn't understand how trickling blood is sexy. Maybe that advice will be skipped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Another author recommends wearing something that feels "flirty". See overalls above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Blood-drawing techniques notwithstanding, this is a good start for tips on venturing out into the flirting world. Wish this princess luck! She'll need it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-8735672194972614316?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/8735672194972614316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/33.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8735672194972614316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8735672194972614316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/33.html' title='#33'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-3661527056319007196</id><published>2009-06-19T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T14:45:39.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U.S. economy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pickles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='origami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='market feasibility'/><title type='text'>#32</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;There was a street vendor in the kingdom recently who had a vast array of brightly colored thick rope on large black spools. What inspired this street entrepreneur to go into the rope business? Did she do a market feasibility study to find a niche for her product? She's a little late for the initial market turndown of the U.S. economy. Was her sales pitch, "At the end of your rope? There's hope! I have tons! While supplies last!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Human creativity in the business world of this life, the Universe, and everything knows no bounds. Here's a list of some interesting businesses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;There's a man who sells frozen treats made of pickle juice! Gives new meaning to the phrase "Pucker up!".....Here's his link: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bobspicklepops.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;http://www.bobspicklepops.com/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;This person sells origami boulders, which gives new meaning to the "Rock, Paper, Scissors" concept, or does it?.....Here's the link with a heads up-----&gt; *Non-PC Don Rickles humor style so the genteel denizens of the kingdom be forewarned: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://origamiboulder.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;http://origamiboulder.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"Nobody loves me everybody hates me I'm gonna eat some worms!" are lyrics to one song kids sing. This website claims increased protein if you eat their specially raised Mopani worms. So if their body loves them for the protein boost but their tongues hate them for the taste, will the kids still eat the worms cuz now they have a body that loves them? What's more, does the insanity of attempting to make this funny approach the insanity of not only eating insects but paying cold hard cash to do so?!! Here's the link: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.edible.com/shop/browse.php?cmd=showdepartment&amp;amp;sectionId=23"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;http://www.edible.com/shop/browse.php?cmd=showdepartment&amp;amp;sectionId=23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;The phrase "don't knock it 'til you try it" comes to mind with these crazy business success stories. Though this princess won't be knocking the door down to try insects as edibles very soon - as a business or taste bud venture!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-3661527056319007196?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/3661527056319007196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/32.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3661527056319007196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3661527056319007196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/32.html' title='#32'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-287739244549610038</id><published>2009-06-16T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T11:17:20.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#31</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Many princes and princesses grew up in parental kingdoms where the logic for certain decrees were based on such maxims as "Because I said so" or "Because I'm the Mommy, that's why". These were typical answers to the younglings' question of "Why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why?&lt;/em&gt; is an interesting question in this life, the Universe, and everything. Bill Cosby discusses this on his &lt;em&gt;Why is There Air?&lt;/em&gt; comedy album. He stated at college the philosophy majors would ask "Why is there air?" and the physical education majors would answer "to blow up volleyballs with". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;As the above examples indicate, we all have motivations to ask the Why questions, but the answers we get may not be the ones we're seeking. Especially since the one answering has his or her own perception and motivation at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So here are some possible Why questions and answers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In the 1970s Karen Carpenter sang to her love interest: "Why do birds suddenly appear every time you are near?" Apparently the sunflower seed wreath on his head was no clue for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Why are dogs man's best friend? Because the conversation is easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Why do they say men love the chase? Because citibank is bankrupt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Why is the informal meaning of cakewalk known as "something easy, sure, or certain"? Because they tried the moonwalk first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So there it is. Important or not Why questions and answers. What will they think of next???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-287739244549610038?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/287739244549610038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/287739244549610038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/287739244549610038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/31.html' title='#31'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-7052860728942616492</id><published>2009-06-11T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:59:22.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#30</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;The human condition is really quite fascinating. Humans generally hate change, but change is really the only constant (besides death and taxes) in this life, the Universe, and everything. Some people like to say "Change is good!" This princess says, "Well, yeah!! Especially when the cashier gives back the right amount!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;What are some common human behaviors concerning change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Some men run away screaming. But then the women think "Jeez, it's only a poopy diaper! Is it really that hard to change?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Some think Jedi mind tricks will work to effect a change, but psychologists tell us that no one but no one can change that tire unless it really wants to be changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;This princess likes to pretend she has magical powers when she sits at a red light and coaxes it to change green with such encouraging words as "Come on light, change! I believe in you! I know you can do it! Change!" Yes, she's worked out with Tony Little videos a few too many times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Then there's the opposing factions of those who meet deadlines for change and the procrastinators who drag their collective feet in an attempt to stymie or stop the change. Well you'd think the neighborhood ice cream truck driver would be happy to take the kids' change, but he's always 10 minutes late for his 3:00 p.m. run!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;So thus are scenarios of human behavior and change. Though change is a constant, some things never change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-7052860728942616492?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/7052860728942616492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7052860728942616492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7052860728942616492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/30.html' title='#30'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-3131245761741894449</id><published>2009-06-09T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T12:21:34.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#29</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carpe diem. &lt;em&gt;Seize the day.&lt;/em&gt; Ah yes, this princess has heard this phrase in this life, the Universe, and everything. How can one seize the day when it won't keep still? Moving targets are quite difficult to catch. How are we supposed to do this when &lt;em&gt;Time stands still for no man (or woman or princess or dog or cat...you get the picture!)? &lt;/em&gt;So much is said about doing this that one is predisposed to think that this is the be all end all to daily living. Maybe it really isn't such a great idea to seize anything during the course of a day (said day included!). So what are some things humans and some other possible sentient beings best avoid seizing? Here's a possible list:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Car engines are generally not on the recommended list of things we want to seize &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Same for any other functioning motor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hamstrings, lower backs, and heart muscles aren't fun when they seize either&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seizing freezers and refrigerators can cause a household meltdown. In this case one wants to seize a cooler and some ice for back up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being seized &lt;em&gt;by &lt;/em&gt;anything may be un-fun as well. Panic, mayhem, Somalian pirates, and leg cramps come to mind (possible exception to the Somalian pirate = &lt;em&gt;handsome, swarthy Somalian pirate&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So any number of things to seize or be seized by best be considered an exception to the carpe diem rule. One needn't be hasty now!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-3131245761741894449?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/3131245761741894449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3131245761741894449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3131245761741894449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/29.html' title='#29'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-4106902495464365340</id><published>2009-06-05T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:58:55.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guinness Book of World Records'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrill seeking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adrenaline junkies'/><title type='text'>#28</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some humans are adrenaline junkies in this life, the Universe, and everything. They live for the thrill. Here is a step-by-step guide to challenging and thrill-inducing activities for any humans who may want to walk the high adrenaline path:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eat an entire piece of zwieback toast. Baby steps, people, baby steps!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steve Martin recommends this: put a live chicken in your underwear, get all excited and go to a yawning festival, but this is a new millenium so put a live iPhone in your underwear, get all disaffected and go to an emo concert. Teens may find this particularly exciting, but adults in a mid-life crisis who want to recapture their youth may also find it especially invigorating.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Create a new category in the Guinness Book of World Records by speed punching with your 3 hole punch in less than a minute. At the very least you may relieve some office boredom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So three easy steps to get you started on the path to a thrill seeking, adventurous lifestyle. No one said extreme is easy, but who says you can't ease your way into it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-4106902495464365340?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/4106902495464365340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4106902495464365340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4106902495464365340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/28.html' title='#28'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-8137328341350110540</id><published>2009-06-04T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T13:14:20.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#27</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Shocking!" yes something can be literally and/or figuratively shocking to a sentient being in this life, the Universe, and everything. The word "shock" intrinsically has a jarring look, sound, and feel to it. In fact, shock is a comedy component that ranges from the mild unexpected twist to the raucous.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The favorite shock purveyor for this princess is the grocery store rag with the "shocking" headlines. Always a source of amusement and preferred way to pass the time of waiting in long lines, here are some gems from issues past:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Headless hag terrorizes shopping mall!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;yeah, they were watching &lt;em&gt;Marie Antoinette&lt;/em&gt; at the mall's cinema! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Catholic school sisters trade in their wooden rulers for the ultimate disciplinary tool - NUN CHUCKS!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;A certain princess needs to update a previous post: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Scientist proves Earth is going through menopause - global warming is Earth's hot flashes!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;So thunderstorms are night sweats?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Man rushed to emergency room after money burns hole in his pocket!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Thank &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;goodness no one needed to put a fire under his arse to get him there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Housewife experiences half-rapture and gets stuck in the dining room ceiling!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Her response: "Honey, could you put the roast on the table? Dinner's ready!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Stareroids! Growth hormones cause bodybuilder's eyes to pop out of his head!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Are you sure it wasn't the hot chick next to him on the lat pull-down machine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotta love that tabloid comedy! How else would we endure the shock of their news to our systems?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-8137328341350110540?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/8137328341350110540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8137328341350110540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8137328341350110540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/27.html' title='#27'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-6690790864420351359</id><published>2009-06-03T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T07:12:48.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#26</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Albert Ellis, the founder of REBT (Rational Emotive Behavioral Therapy) said some funny things during his time in this life, the Universe, and everything. He challenged the Freudian psychotherapy mode status quo (my hero!) and produced an efficient way to deal with fear and anger in the present moment. (note: Freud's work on defense mechanisms was a great contribution so the proverbial baby won't get thrown out with the bath water). His iconoclastic thinking and can-do attitude paved the way for a style of therapy that has helped many humans. Here are some of his quotes: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There's no evidence that men are more rational than women. Both sexes seem to be equally irrational."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Neurosis is just a high class word for whining."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"We're all f***ing nuts!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since we're all nuts, does that mean a not guilty by reason of insanity plea is an ace up the sleeve? Can we hold onto that for future reference as needed in a court of law?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He also discussed that we have a choice about what to tell ourselves concerning incidents in our lives. We'd all love to tell happy stories about our lives if only we could remember them! For some of us remembering what we had for breakfast is a supreme task! So maybe the "forget" part can come first in the "forgive and forget" formula!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not only did he teach and preach, he acted too. To overcome his shyness he approached 100 women and talked to them. He actually got a date out of the deal! One more than he would've had if he hadn't! Gotta love that spirit! He also made himself speak publicly to overcome his fear of public speaking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, Albert Ellis was the man with a plan of action and a sense of humor. Gotta love this comic hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-6690790864420351359?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/6690790864420351359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/6690790864420351359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/6690790864420351359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/26.html' title='#26'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-4929883111967039882</id><published>2009-06-01T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:02:06.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#25</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it any wonder why communication between humans is an interesting thing in this life, the Universe, and everything? It's so interesting that this princess is writing a second post in a row on the topic! As previously and more simply described, a person has a thought and sometimes a feeling attached to it, processes this, and then expresses it verbally and non-verbally usually to another person in the room who then has his own filter of perception based on past experiences, beliefs, hurts, frustrations, unmet needs, laundry list of mental distractions, and other sundry things; and, then through the perception filter this second person in the room must translate, create a response, and express his own thought/feeling to the first person. This princess is tired just thinking and typing this one interaction alone!!! Then technology enters the mix! It makes communication oh so much more interesting in that exasperating sort of way. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like those texting functions that try to read one's mind and predict the desired word during texting. Cell phones are terrible mind readers. They make it better as phones.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then there's multiple e-mail addresses. One or two for work, one for home, one for your friends from online communities, one for your part-time business, and the list goes on. A usual question is "Which e-mail address did you send it to?" Ah yes, the simple things in life! Humans still don't get the message!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then there's having the good sense to make the technology work so communication can happen. Remembering to turn the phone back on after a movie is usually a good maneuver. Same for switching from vibrate after a meeting. Volume up is a good idea so the phone is heard. It's those little things in the communicating life that matter!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Multi-tasking with technology is generally considered a bad idea. Driving a car and talking on the cell phone isn't condoned and illegal in some states. Hitting a guard rail is generally inconducive to good communication.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Technology is a beautiful thing when it helps communication. Humans are still good at finding ways to keep it interesting!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-4929883111967039882?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/4929883111967039882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4929883111967039882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4929883111967039882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/25.html' title='#25'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-4973433124058427871</id><published>2009-05-29T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:28:56.462-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanliness'/><title type='text'>#24</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Communication can be an interesting situation between humans in this life, the Universe, and everything. It's a beautiful thing when it works well. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First there's the speaker who thinks and feels a certain thing and then needs to say it. Then there's the listener who hears it and needs to interpret it then respond to the speaker. At any point along these pathways there can be disconnect or confusion based on any number of factors.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are some possible factors for communication pandemonium fun with possible solutions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lack of eye contact is usually a sign the listener is disinterested or has more pressing matters on his mind. This can easily be remedied with a quick, though unforceful slap to the back of the head. However, it won't endear a listener to the speaker so other attention getting approaches should be considered. Ruler slaps have worked well for nuns.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ear wax is another common listener problem. Otherwise, there would be no cause for the commonly used phrase "clean out your ears so you can hear me!". Sometimes the simplest things are the key to a solution.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heightened emotional states are a problem for good communication occurring between speaker and listener. Uproarious laughter makes it hard for the speaker to get a word in edgewise. Also, the volume predisposes a listener's difficulty in understanding the speaker's words. Controlling this will help.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chronic IV drug use is also considered a barrier to good communication. One is too involved during the high to think or feel anything else so, therefore, there's nothing to express to a listener. If there is a listener, she's probably trippin' too. Rehab is the answer - uh, maybe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As these points illustrate, there are any number of factors involved to skew communication. When it's good and the message given = message received, then all is well. So remember to give good eye contact with clean ears while avoiding uproarious laughter and chronic IV drug use; thus, communication will be perfect!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-4973433124058427871?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/4973433124058427871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4973433124058427871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/4973433124058427871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/24.html' title='#24'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-5312535800494669893</id><published>2009-05-28T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T18:58:07.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elbow grease'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bon Appetit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laugh'/><title type='text'>#23</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are so many idioms, axioms, adages, and opinions that a princess just can't keep up in this life, the Universe, and everything. There's so much information flying around out there that it can be daunting to sort through and make sense of it all. Of course this princess enjoys a bit of challenge so onward ho!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first conundrum involves two seemingly disparate sayings:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Misery loves company&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laugh and the world laughs with you. Cry and you cry alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each evokes some aspect of loneliness so they have that in common. There may be a way to unite them. If one is having a really horrible, terrible, no good, very bad day and wants a good cry in good company, will it work if misery's invited? Or should one just show up at misery's door since it loves company? Hey, someone could show up ready for a heckofa good time and it's safe to say misery would be ready with a keg or tea and crumpets as the status requires!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's another:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." Forrest Gump&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You create your destiny." Some guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, which is it? Does the internal create the external? Are we that powerful? Or is the "you create your destiny" a sales pitch the elite feed the common man or woman so they have hope they have a chance? Is there a recipe for destiny creating? And if there is why isn't it on Bon Appetit's website? There are pressing questions that need answering!! Do we all really float through life like some sentient flotsam and jetsam? And if we do, do we get to eat chocolates? That alone makes the ride worth it in this princess' book. Still others say, "Luck is when opportunity meets hard work." So elbow grease is the key? And who said this princess' elbow needed greasing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-5312535800494669893?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/5312535800494669893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5312535800494669893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5312535800494669893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/23.html' title='#23'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-8811773372343452531</id><published>2009-05-26T14:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T12:52:31.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#22</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This princess thinks it's time to create a new religion. Anyone is free to join and no one has to sell flowers on a street corner or books at the airport. There are no services to attend or money to give. Since religion is about ritual there needs to be at least a few practices: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All underwear becomes outerwear on the 4th Tuesday of every month. This is especially iron clad if one holds an elected position or is a monarch or dignity or high ranking religious leader. If the religious elite are wearing long flowing robes, whether male or female, they can opt for wearing medieval bloomers on their heads. This may look rather cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No vegetables will be eaten on the 3rd Thursday of the month. This one may be stricken from the religious decree manual for Americans though. Many already practice this on a fairly regular basis so there may be no need to write it down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the first day of the six month in a Roman calendar year, each person will create a new lucky charm. This princess opted for a lucky 3 hole punch after her lucky stapler gave her a puncture wound.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Penance for not complying with the above 3 rules of the religion will consist of feeling 3 seconds of guilt and then forever moving on from the subject. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So four rules isn't half bad. For some of us though, even that's too many. In fact, let's just keep it simple and sum it all up into an easy phrase like "love your neighbor as yourself". Oh wait, someone's done that already. Ok, throw away the rules and just follow what's already been suggested. No sense in reinventing the wheel. Maybe King Solomon was right when he wrote, "there's nothing new under the sun". Though it still may be fun to see the dignitaries with bloomers bracing their braincaps!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-8811773372343452531?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/8811773372343452531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8811773372343452531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8811773372343452531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/22.html' title='#22'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-1721678389904597003</id><published>2009-05-22T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:13:54.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#21</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Bards in this life, the Universe, and everything have sung "Love is a many splendored thing"; "All you need is love"; and "Love lifts us up where we belong". What is love &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;though? Many moons ago this princess heard an Episcopal priest preach that "Love is a verb". In that case, can it go out and get a cup of coffee in the morning? The servants have been slacking in the palace lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;What is love besides a four letter word and a verb? What more can be said about love in all its forms? Here a few funny quotes that take a stab at it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"If love is blind why is lingerie so popular?" ~ Unknown (I hear he's a nice guy, though I never knew him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"Love your enemies. It makes them so damned mad." ~ P.D. East&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;'The whole world loves a lover' is an interesting theory, but a very bad legal defense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;~ Keith Sullivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"If love is like oxygen, then don't smoke in bed!" ~ comicprincess (See Post #14 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Love in all its forms is a wonderful blessing, but it doesn't stop humans from having a laugh and poking fun in this life, the Universe, and everything. Just like lovin' it's gotta get done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-1721678389904597003?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/1721678389904597003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/1721678389904597003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/1721678389904597003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/21.html' title='#21'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-747312052296814825</id><published>2009-05-15T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:14:09.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#20</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This princess saw a sweet classic Corvette parked on the street in the local kingdom. It's license plate read "u liv 1c". The next thought was &lt;em&gt;you live one "c"? How can you live a "c"? Is that code for something? &lt;/em&gt;Okay it was &lt;em&gt;more &lt;/em&gt;than one thought but the brain finally kicked into gear and realized the message was "you live once". Humans in the USA love to post thoughts and messages on their cars via bumper stickers, license plates, and car art. Here are some license plates with possible interpretations that address burning questions like "should anyone really care?":&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEDLART - It's unfortunate enough this person was named Ned Lart, but must he abuse himself further by advertising it?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELLRED - This owner of a  red Pontiac Grand Am clearly has spelling issues and needs to actually read more so she can learn!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LTL BLUE - Ditto for this owner of a little, blue, classic Toyota&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EEYORE - Well, what about him?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BTRFLY4 - Does the driver have a better fly for us - to spread more germs or catch more fish?   Is there really one out there and if so, does he actually have four of them to share?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BTFLGLS - Ummm......? All that comes to mind is an eloquent description of thongs as "butt floss". So maybe the driver is a member of a self-described group known as the "butt floss girls".  Hey, it takes all kinds!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PB4WEGO - Gotta love this mother of little kids!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So license plates as advertising, philosophy, and important reminders seem to bode well in this American life, the Universe, and everything. Now if only we can figure out a way to message with vegetable peelers. Our lives will be complete!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-747312052296814825?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/747312052296814825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/20.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/747312052296814825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/747312052296814825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/20.html' title='#20'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-5238773823457268556</id><published>2009-05-14T12:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:20:52.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#19</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone eloquently told this princess (without the abbreviations) you can't "BS" a "BS-er". The concept of BS-ing amongst humans is an interesting one. Let's face it, BS is a fact of the human condition. All humans have been on the receiving and/or giving end of it. Here are some examples of categories of BS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Fortuitous BS:&lt;/span&gt; Is there really such a thing as lucky BS? I suppose if you're the BS-er and someone believes your line, then you're lucky indeed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Unfortunate BS:&lt;/span&gt; Unfortunately, no one believes your BS so you're SOL on that one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Flabberghasted BS:&lt;/span&gt; Even you yourself can't believe the lines you're dishing out!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Fictional BS:&lt;/span&gt; This is a redundancy unless it's a fairy tale that wants you to believe it's true. Sorry girls, Prince Charming is now a metrosexual getting his hair and nails done at the salon. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Non-fictional BS:&lt;/span&gt; Is this an oxymoron?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Self-induced BS:&lt;/span&gt; Believing that one day your Prince shall come. See Fictional BS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Fundamentalist BS:&lt;/span&gt; Believing that one way of thought, belief, or systematic approach to life, the Universe and everything is the only way to do it. Religion is the most noted area where this occurs, but history shows us many examples of ways new thoughts and approaches were resisted in science, medicine, music, art, dance, and politics to name a few. However, if Sophia tries to bring a new version of Uncle Sal's lasagna to the Capponi family reunion again, heads will surely roll!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Humans are so creative there are surely many more examples of the extent of BS. The mind boggles at the possibilities. However, this is a tiny blog and one does get tired of all the BS at times. So let's leave it at that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-5238773823457268556?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/5238773823457268556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5238773823457268556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5238773823457268556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/19.html' title='#19'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-8397186617579130351</id><published>2009-05-12T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T13:16:27.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#18</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ever notice how some humans in this life, the Universe, and everything just take what they want without the slightest bit of consideration for others? Desperation, the need for greed, or some other motive propel them forward to their goal willy nilly with no thought of the ramifications or effects on others or even themselves. What are these important things or goals certain humans must have or attain? What is so important that drives said humans like bulls in a china shop squashing any other sentient beings who so unfortunately happen to be in their way? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;For one, Mentos are a highly significant thing and when this princess feels the need for enjoying chewy texture and minty fresh breath the path best be clear! She takes no responsibility for the health or welfare of other denizens of the kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Thumb tacks are another highly prized commodity for which this princess will never wait! If there's a line at Staples then buyers beware! They best move it or lose it for this tack swinging emissary of doom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Another highly necessary goal this princess has seen on the road is the need for speed. It's extremely expedient for a driver to pass and cut off another driver so he can make that exit 2.5 seconds faster than before. Those extra 2.5 seconds count in life! Probably on his way to grab some thumb tacks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;On the other end of the spectrum is the driver who loves to travel in the passing lane of a two lane highway. She's thinking &lt;em&gt;I like the view from here &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;I'm practicing driving like they do in England &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;I'm a princess and I'll damn well do what I please &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;I'll pretend I'm a State trooper and I may as well speed while I'm at it even though there's no public safety issue, emergency, or threat to attend to immediately &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;I like these new travelling lanes they've issued!  &lt;/em&gt;Yeah, it's fun being stuck behind Grampa Jones going 45 mph in a 65 mph zone with Twinkle Toes Traveller enjoying her trip down travelling lane that other humans &lt;em&gt;wish &lt;/em&gt;was a passing lane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So yes, humans for whatever reason "just gotta have it" and they grab it before the brain or the heart engages. Is it any wonder why internal and/or external conflict ensues? Just a thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-8397186617579130351?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/8397186617579130351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8397186617579130351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8397186617579130351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/18.html' title='#18'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-8710724608743758745</id><published>2009-05-06T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:46:26.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#17</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ah yes, the dating game! How do we court love or hold love in our court as the case may be? As previously written, this princess prefers the second grade method of courtship (See Post #2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;). Since that hasn't caught on yet, a girl needs to know what other options are available and viable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dating in Ages Past:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Since we're told that history repeats and this is definitely true in the fashion world, there may be some courtship crazes from ages past to bring back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In ancient times when there was a shortage of women, the men thought &lt;em&gt;Aw what the heck let's go raid our neighbors for a woman! &lt;/em&gt;then murder and mayhem ensued as they pillaged a village for a date. Brings new meaning to the phrase &lt;em&gt;love your neighbor&lt;/em&gt;, but then again some like it rough and some folks &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; to do things the hard way. Somehow I don't see this as making a comeback though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In medieval European times, chivalry arose as a backlash to the businesslike atmosphere of arranged marriages. Love was a new attractive ingredient. Life imitated art as honorable men were inspired by stage suitors to serenade, recite poetry, open doors, buy dinner, and give flowers to inspire this ingredient and woo chaste women. Yeah, don't see that making a comeback either! Generally speaking, there's a shortage of the necessary ingredients of honorable men and chaste women in U.S. modern society. We may have to go raid Canada's villages to find some. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Victorian England decided love was definitely the primary ingredient but decided formality was key as well. Everything had to be put in writing. Sounds like a pre-nup to me so it looks like this never left the norm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nordic countries used knives and sheathes as indicators of interest and readiness to date. Seems they had a psychic connection with Sigmund Freud and the village pillagers of days past. This may be a serious safety issue for modern day lovers as some already run with scissors! This probably won't be in the queue for upcoming dating trends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Current heartbeat of hottie pursuit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This princess loves perusing the world wide web for interesting information. So what was found in the hot hottie pursuit category?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;From a web comment posted a few years ago we have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"New Zealanders, Australians, and the English do not "date". They drink and lunge." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Actually they're into the group thing - dating I mean. Actually &lt;em&gt;not dating &lt;/em&gt;but hanging out in groups. It's the custom in Europe and the Central and South Americas as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Of course there's a plethora of other dating topics in cyberspace on the current dating scene. However, this princess is tired and there's just not enough room in one little blog for the scope of all that in this life, the Universe, and everything. Suffice it to say she will always be a fan of the aforementioned 2nd grade courtship system!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-8710724608743758745?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/8710724608743758745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8710724608743758745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8710724608743758745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/17.html' title='#17'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-7049616738385878124</id><published>2009-05-04T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:27:03.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#16</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It seems the swine flu aka H1N1 has created some surprises for humans in this life, the Universe, and everything. This princess studied microbiology and her professor told the class that microbes would conquer the Earth. Of course royalty doesn't enjoy hearing such things but the subject was forgiven. Interestingly enough this princess also remembered learning that a lowly carpenter from a past millenium spoke "the meek shall inherit the Earth". Her tutor who was versed in Greek explained that the Greek word, &lt;em&gt;prautes&lt;/em&gt;, was transliterated into the English word, &lt;em&gt;meek&lt;/em&gt;, which is the closest equivalent. &lt;em&gt;Prautes&lt;/em&gt; specifically referred to taming and training a horse. So there's an element of being teachable to this. Being teachable is synonymous with being adaptable because there's learning and changing going on. Adaptability goes hand in hand with Darwin's theory of evolution. What does this have to do with microbes and Jesus? We try to tame (or rather KILL-and rightly so) the germ and it responds by training itself to live (think of microbes that develop resistance to antibiotics). Imagine the nerve of the thing! It actually survives! It's a good thing to be surviving when the inheritance thing rolls around. At inheritance time it's always better to be on the receiving versus giving end! So if the germs are the last ones standing, they get the inheritance, but then again their human food supply will be gone so what will they do? There's always fast food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Meanwhile for our self-preservation, what can we learn from this scenario? For one, we can pay attention to the public service announcements:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(See Post #14: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/14.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/14.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; See "All You Need is Love PSA")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Here's another interesting thing we can glean from this: proponents of opposing views may actually be able to have a civil cup of tea together! There's talk of Jesus and Darwin in the same paragraph and nobody got hurt! No insults were hurled! No arguments raised! No death threats! What is our world coming to? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So even know-it-all smartypants types can learn something new? This princess definitely needs constant help in the fashion department! Does that mean she'll one day rule in that department too? A princess can always dream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-7049616738385878124?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/7049616738385878124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7049616738385878124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7049616738385878124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/16.html' title='#16'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-3307328071719519000</id><published>2009-05-01T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:22:53.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SgyXxBq96NI/AAAAAAAAABA/0EXcCldNUCM/s1600-h/P4240038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335806527045232850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SgyXxBq96NI/AAAAAAAAABA/0EXcCldNUCM/s320/P4240038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SgyXw5zDFnI/AAAAAAAAAA4/4gTULwwcSCg/s1600-h/P4240037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335806524931642994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SgyXw5zDFnI/AAAAAAAAAA4/4gTULwwcSCg/s320/P4240037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SgyXw2pBjNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/N1yhSqOFkqA/s1600-h/P4240036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335806524084292818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SgyXw2pBjNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/N1yhSqOFkqA/s320/P4240036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As previously mentioned in this blog,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(see Post #13:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/13.html"&gt;http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/13.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;), humans in this life, the Universe, and everything are intriguing. More specifically their actions and possible motives are the thing. A real life random act of randomness was spotted at the palace in a small rock garden. Someone lovingly and recently placed a Lexmark printer on the wooden edifice (otherwise known as a stump) in the rock garden in the palace courtyard. Always the curious one, this princess is wondering about the motives behind such placement. This person may have had any number of reasons to do this. Here are a few possibilities:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Printing papers on a wooden stump is the new black. That's right. It's a new fashion trend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It was a landscape architect design to merge technology and nature. So avant garde!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The previous owner just couldn't care for his little printer anymore and he wanted to give it a loving home with nice surroundings in a natural setting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The previous owner is a real estate agent who was thinking "Location! Location! Location!" when she remembered she needed a perfect spot to place her printer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A nearby family thought they'd get better TV reception if they placed the printer on a wooden stump in their neighbor's rock garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The previous owner read on the Internet that there's a new technology that recycles old wooden stumps into paper, which is then fed (right there and then!) into a printer, which then prints any needed documents. Will the wonders of technology ever cease?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thus are the possible scenarios in which the printer purveyor was ensconced. What other predicaments, pickles, or predeterminations may have been involved? The mystery remains!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-3307328071719519000?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/3307328071719519000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3307328071719519000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3307328071719519000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/15.html' title='#15'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SgyXxBq96NI/AAAAAAAAABA/0EXcCldNUCM/s72-c/P4240038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-7987976458669394199</id><published>2009-04-30T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T11:33:46.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#14</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Musicians and actors have been doing public service announcements in the USA for decades. What would be interesting is creating public service announcements (PSA) based on song lyrics. There have been great lyrics down through the decades that would do good service for these PSAs, but since we all have short attention spans now, let's not go too far back. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the 1960s and 1970s:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the band Sweet we're taught that love is like oxygen. Here's the PSA: "Love is like oxygen so don't smoke in bed!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Beatles sang "All you need is love". Here's the PSA: "All you need is love, but handwashing is still the single most important way to stop the spread of infection."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the 1980s (The voice of this princess' mother, The Queen is loud and clear here. Readers better heed! Does French &amp;amp; Italian spitfire raise any images?):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elvis Costello sang "what's so funny about peace, love, and understanding?". Here's the PSA: "What's so funny about peace, love, and understanding? Nothing and you won't find it funny when a heart attack comes knocking so trash the constant burger and fries!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cyndi Lauper sang "girls just wanna have fun". Here's the PSA: "Girls just wanna have fun but people are starving in Africa so eat your lima beans!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the 1990s:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pearl Jam sang "Jeremy spoke in class today". Here's the PSA: "Jeremy spoke in class today. While this is fascinating news, please be quiet and courteous while in the library."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nirvana sang "Here we are now - entertain us!" Here's the PSA: "Here we are now - entertain us! And we hope you'll entertain the idea of reducing, reusing, and recycling!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;According to Billboard.com here are some current hit songs:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From "Boom Boom Pow" The Black Eyed Peas sing "I'm so 3008/You so 2000 and late". Here's the PSA: "I'm so 3008. You so 2000 and late so get back to the future and keep your ladders away from electrical lines!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In his country hit, " Don't Think I Can't Love You", Jake Owen sings, surprisingly enough "Oh, but baby, baby, oh baby, don't think I can't love you". Here's the PSA: "Oh, but baby, baby, oh baby, don't think I can't love you, but I can't get get my arms around you so please start eating 5 a day of fruits and veggies!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Beyonce's dance single, "Halo" she sings "Remember those walls I built well baby they're tumbling down". Here's the PSA: "Remember those walls I built? Well baby they're tumbling down because I didn't hire a licensed contractor. Get the job done right!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fun with song lyrics and PSAs in this life, the Universe, and everything. What other interesting concoctions can be thought up next?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-7987976458669394199?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/7987976458669394199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7987976458669394199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7987976458669394199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/14.html' title='#14'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-2687761710435377425</id><published>2009-04-29T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T12:48:41.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red paint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the movie Carrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penmanship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephin King'/><title type='text'>#13</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Humans and their motives always interest me in this life, the Universe, and everything. I was driving down the street (yes this princess loves to drive!) and noticed an interesting side street name. Then I looked down that street which dipped into a little valley and I saw the most interesting thing of all. It was "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JESUS&lt;/span&gt;" painted in red letters on the roof of a house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I thought&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wonder why the owners did this?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Were they mad....as in angry? Hey, red is a symbol of strong emotion and usually it's anger. They might be so angry they felt the need to express their anger thus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Or maybe it was an attention getter. The roof is facing the sky after all. Maybe they wanted Jesus to see it from Heaven. Maybe Jesus will think &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;They LIKE me! They&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;really LIKE me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; This may be the painters' desired result. They may have even hired a marketing specialist who recommended painting as a tie-in to the construction trade so the big J would be pleased. He was a carpenter after all. The big J may even put in a good word for the painters with the big G. Hey, every little bit helps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Or maybe the owners decided they needed to maintain their penmanship skills, and the roof with Jesus in red paint was as good a way as any. One always benefits from penmanship practice. The letters were in good shape and proportional. Actually, they looked perfect all in capital letters. I think Jesus would approve and they'll get another good mark on their celestial scorecard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Or maybe they just like the name Jesus and wanted to recommend it via the rooftop method to expectant parents. Instead of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;shouting it from the rooftop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; they figured they'd &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;paint it on the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;rooftop&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;to keep their voices from getting hoarse. Being house painters they're probably quite practically minded that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So I will wonder on about the impetus that propelled these purveyors of paint to express themselves so. Isn't it interesting what we can do and why with a bucket of red paint? The special effects guys from the movie &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Carrie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(based on the Stephen King novel of the same title) may concur!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-2687761710435377425?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/2687761710435377425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/2687761710435377425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/2687761710435377425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/13.html' title='#13'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-5745357507798310911</id><published>2009-04-28T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T11:15:23.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#12</title><content type='html'>I've had some strange people calling the house lately. I'm so glad I have caller ID to save me from dealing directly with these people. I mean really now! Who in their right mind would name their kid "Toll Free Number"?! That's just downright cruel. The teasing that poor person had to endure as a child must've been horrendous. Despite my empathy it doesn't endear me to talking to the poor wretch. How do I know if this person is of sound mind - especially if he went through horrible childhood teasing or bullying? One never knows with people who have odd names. Can they really be trusted? I think not. I know Shakespeare says that a rose by any other name smells as sweet, but he never met "Toll Free Number" either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, how does a person know if someone else is trustworthy? Certain names definitely don't lend themselves to confidence in certain contexts (See Post #10: &lt;a href="http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/10.html"&gt;http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/10.html&lt;/a&gt;). Also, we know there is one certain common sense measure of trustworthiness or lack thereof: beady eyes-the very first sign of untrustworthiness we are taught! Beware the beady-eyed man! And of course there's the "trust your gut" tool many humans use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To trust or not to trust? Are there other factors that do or don't instill a sense of trust? Since the Internet has all the answers, I think this princess will seek and find. Here are some results:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our bones will tell a story! This is an actual search option: "traits that can be gleaned from a person's skeletal remains". So good bone structure = trustworthy person? Cool! Now we have a telltale sign in addition to a good stable name.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Look what else Google coughed up: two separate studies where people were rated on their trustworthiness &lt;a href="http://www.ts-si.org/soc-&amp;amp;-psych/3398-how-does-another-persons-face-guide-us-to-fear-or-trust.html"&gt;http://www.ts-si.org/soc-&amp;amp;-psych/3398-how-does-another-persons-face-guide-us-to-fear-or-trust.html&lt;/a&gt; and creditworthiness &lt;a href="http://www.media.rice.edu/media/NewsBot.asp?MODE=VIEW&amp;amp;ID=12299"&gt;http://www.media.rice.edu/media/NewsBot.asp?MODE=VIEW&amp;amp;ID=12299&lt;/a&gt; based on facial features! There's something to the beady eye thing! Actually they look at the eyebrows and mouth more. It seems an angry face doesn't appear too trustworthy. Imagine that! And as far as the creditworthiness goes, people were able to accurately predict who'd pay back their loan based on a picture of the person. So we can throw out the credit scores now! Hopefully they don't look at this princess' passport photo for evidence!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thankfully we don't have to do a taste test on each other to find out. We don't have to resort to the kitty cat butt sniff test either! We have the Internet, our eyes, and our gut. What more could a human ask for in this life, the Universe, and everything?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-5745357507798310911?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/5745357507798310911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/12.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5745357507798310911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5745357507798310911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/12.html' title='#12'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-5270372906227316394</id><published>2009-04-23T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:07:31.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='underachiever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gluts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inactivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chair'/><title type='text'>#11</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Someone once said "Idle hands are the Devils' workshop". Well, what about other unused body parts? Could humans get into trouble if they had inactivity elsewhere? How would we label and categorize these issues? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Would a woman who's causing problems at the office due to unrelieved sexual tension have "cootchie cooldown"? Should they categorize it more technically and call it "quiescent cootchie"? Would a man doing the same have a "jobless johnson"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;It's been said that intelligent teens who don't get enough mental activity or stimulation can become underachievers. So would all that potential go down the "brain drain"? And would a group of these indolent intellects be a "busted brain trust"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;And what about those unused gluts? What if a chair fit so snugly that when a person stood up it defied gravity and came along for the ride? Did the chair get a "butt hug" or was it a "gross weight embrace"? What does one call this situation besides embarrassing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;It seems that idle hands aren't the only things that can make life interesting in this life, the Universe, and everything. It's time to move it or lose it or suffer (or enjoy as the case may be) the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-5270372906227316394?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/5270372906227316394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5270372906227316394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5270372906227316394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/11.html' title='#11'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-2596617643854140887</id><published>2009-04-23T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:37:29.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rolling Stones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>#10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funny things. Some things sound funny - like the word "wienerschnitzel" or "wenis", the Latin word for the patch of rough skin on the outside of the elbow. Some things look funny - like duck-billed platypi, octupi, and a Cyclops' eye. Funny things happen on the way to somewhere - the forum, the market, or the Rolling Stones' 19th Nervous Breakdown. They can be funny in the humorous context or funny in the strangely weird context. So maybe what strikes us is truly dependent on context - our own (perspective, personality, or fatigue state) or the interplay of elements in an external situation. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Due to the power of the World Wide Web, I found some contextual funny: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor Slaughter (I bet the patients are flockin' like lambs led!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor Doolittle in human medicine (Didn't he know he could talk to the animals?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor Love (Do they really call him that?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A doctor who works for Bluff City Medical Center (Is he telling me the truth about my diagnosis?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think I'm going to change my name to Ima Princess. I like the sound of that! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thankfully there's no need to discuss feeling funny or things that taste funny. What's the fun in that? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-2596617643854140887?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/2596617643854140887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/2596617643854140887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/2596617643854140887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/10.html' title='#10'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-2957744982858519538</id><published>2009-04-21T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:21:14.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GPS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell phones'/><title type='text'>#9</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;What if I were to abdicate my princess throne and become a prophet? It wouldn't be a lateral move according to stories I read growing up. The Judeo-Christian prophets didn't fare well at all. Either their audience wasn't listening or the ruling class was and they usually didn't like what they heard. Those rulers weren't a patient lot! Yeah, death isn't on my agenda for things to do today. Cassandra of Greek mythology didn't have a good time of it either. She failed to return Apollo's love so he cursed her gift of prophecy: no one would believe her predictions. Thankfully I'll only be a hypothetical prophet. What would my modern day prophecy be like compared to some seekers and speakers of old? How would the old wisdom apply in this day and age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOICES&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THEN:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;The prophet John the Baptist (c. 6-2 BCE - 30 CE) is he who was spoken of through the prophet Isaiah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;A voice of one calling in the desert, 'Prepare the way for the Lord, make straight paths for him.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOW:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I'd call out too if only the desert had cell phone reception!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THEN: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Jalal ad-Din Rumi (1207 - 1273), Persian poet, theologian, and mystic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOW: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I hear ya, Rumi! If only I'd overcome my inertia and take that online course "how to upload a photo". I could post to a website for Internet dating and have it made in the shade! (Or is that makin' it in the shade?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THEN: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Samuel Johnson (September 18, 1709 - December 13, 1784), English author, poet, essayist, moralist, novelist, literary critic, biographer, editor, and lexicographer (he was busy!):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"Some desire is necessary to keep life in motion."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOW: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;This man obviously never worried about getting lost in life. My version would be "Some desire, mapquest, and a GPS are necessary to keep life in motion." Otherwise I'd be stranded out in the desert with no cell phone reception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THEN: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Yiddish proverb on marriage: "Every pot will find its lid."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOW:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;They haven't seen my kitchen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;These are some thoughts on wisdom through the ages in this life, the Universe, and everything. Good thing I have no plans to make the job change!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-2957744982858519538?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/2957744982858519538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/2957744982858519538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/2957744982858519538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/9.html' title='#9'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-3729863352638264874</id><published>2009-04-14T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T12:06:05.054-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beliefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='near death experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reincarnation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='credit card'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This princess has always wondered about life, it's meaning, how it all works and so on. One intriguing thing is what happens after we die. I have a few questions: Is it really that much different in the new space or state of being? What are some things to consider about beliefs humans hold?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Certain near death experiences (NDE) discuss meeting relatives who have passed away. What if the dying person &lt;em&gt;doesn't want&lt;/em&gt; to meet a relative or two? What if he'd be &lt;em&gt;happy &lt;/em&gt;spending eternity without said relative? Think about it...who's to say anything would change just because of the new move? Eternal quarrels, sibling rivalry, or endless parental nagging? Is that really in the eternal rewards plan? Maybe the Universe Maker could get tips from Citibank or Discover card.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've also read NDE stories where people report "knowing everything" once they get to the other side. I already know people on this side who think they know everything so nothing's changed there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What about the belief "you die, go in the ground, and that's it"? Yeah, that sounds like fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then there's the reincarnation gig. My question: if someone heads back to Earth who's gonna be there to meet and torment the newcomers (see above meeting relatives example)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This princess vaguely remembers the Catholic concepts of limbo, purgatory, and hell, which really just sound like varying versions of jail time. If you're an unbaptized baby who dies you get to go to limbo, hang out, and be bored. No punishment there so it's probably like a pre-release center here on Earth. For somewhat bad behavior you get to do a finite amount of time with punishment in purgatory. Sounds like a short jail sentence to me. For &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;bad behavior there's hell and there's no gettin' out of it. That sounds like life in prison with no parole. Yeah, good times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So many beliefs, so little time for a princess to consider in this life, the Universe, and everything. She feels another possible blog post coming on. Stay tuned.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-3729863352638264874?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/3729863352638264874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-princess-has-always-wondered-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3729863352638264874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/3729863352638264874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-princess-has-always-wondered-about.html' title=''/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-1991694958594516697</id><published>2009-04-06T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:26:31.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ninjas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fool'/><title type='text'>#7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Except for the butterflies in my stomach, I don't feel so funny today. The word "funny" has "fun" as its root and "possible" origins of the word "fun" are "fon"- to make a fool of; Middle English "fonnen"- to fool; "fonne"- fool; and, the Celtic "fonn" - pleasure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Are we having fun in America right now? The economy doesn't seem so funny right now, but isn't laughter free besides being the best medicine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;So let's attempt to raise the fun quotient with a joke:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Why did the funny man cross the road?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;He was dodging tomatoes torpedoed by an angry audience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;He thought he'd find a joke there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The psychic medium, John Edward told him he could cross over to the Other Side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;So maybe that was a failed attempt. I may have possibly lowered the fun quotient. Hopefully it felt a little better than being attacked by a band of ninjas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;So there it is! Brief thoughts offered on fun and funny in this life, the Universe, and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-1991694958594516697?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/1991694958594516697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/1991694958594516697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/1991694958594516697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/7.html' title='#7'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-5977086594800153114</id><published>2009-04-03T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T14:55:10.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fortune cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prepositions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='princesses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phrases'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freudian'/><title type='text'>#6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ever notice how a well placed or misplaced word can make or break a sentence? Obviously humans use words frequently as a means of expression. Some very funny things can happen when they intentionally or unintentionally swap words, add a word, forget a word, or pull a Freudian slip. Of course, comedians intentionally play with words to create humor. One interesting collection of words this princess enjoys and finds amusing are fortune cookies. The following prepositional phrases will be added to some real fortune cookies for amusement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(disclaimer: no fortunes will be harmed in the making of this post...or will they?):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;under water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;at the zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;in your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;up a tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So let's mix it up and have some playful fun. The following combo fortunes are created by attaching the phrases as fortunes are pulled out of the fortune cookie jar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You will show what you are capable of &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;under water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Depart not from the path which fate has you assigned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;at the zoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You will have gold pieces by the bushel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;in your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Share your enthusiasm - it will prove infectious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;up a tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;One who does nothing but wait for his ship to come has already missed the boat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;under water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Birds are entangled by their feet and men by their tongues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;at the zoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The physician heals, nature makes well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;in your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You will pass a difficult test that will make you happier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;up a tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You will be proud in manner, but tolerant and generous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;under water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Answer just what your heart prompts you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;at the zoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You are deeply attached to your family and home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;in your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It is better to have a hen tomorrow than an egg today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;up a tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So thus is the mix of merry and mayhem in this life, the Universe, and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-5977086594800153114?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/5977086594800153114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5977086594800153114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/5977086594800153114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/6.html' title='#6'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-9000590425135515110</id><published>2009-04-02T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T14:37:38.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Ever notice how most cats could care less if their owner lived or breathed just as long as said owner fed them on time? Though I've owned some wonderfully enjoyable cats I must admit my fondest memories are of our family dogs: Bertha, our St. Bernard who was so gentle pigeons roosted on her head; Lady, our malamute husky who rough housed with us; and, Trouble, our mischievous Samoyed/Malamute mix who had a white coat and black bandit mask. Our favorite game: Trouble stole our mittens when my brothers and I tobogganed. At first we chased him, which he thought was great fun. Then we pretended to faint and fall on our backs in the snow. He'd run over, drop the mitten, and lick our face. We'd snatch our mitten back and laugh. He was also my jogging partner and a princess' best friend. So in light of all the fun, love, service, and loyalty our dogs bring us, I share a little dog humor (no not a Chihuahua) that has come to play in my court...and I can see it's little tail wagging now (it's a Staffordshire Bull Terrier):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Why did the dog cross the road?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Choose all that apply:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;He was bored playing "Fetch"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;His owner had the keys to the Ferrari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;How else was he gonna reach Fifi who's in heat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Why did the dog chase the cat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Choose all that apply:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It's much more fun than playing "Fetch"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The owner still has the keys to the Ferrari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Fifi rejected him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So there it is. A "little" dog humor for the owners who enjoy dogs in this life, the Universe, and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-9000590425135515110?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/9000590425135515110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/9000590425135515110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/9000590425135515110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/5.html' title='#5'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-7218214772474594256</id><published>2009-04-01T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:55:54.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;This is my conversation with God:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Are you there Infinite Intelligence? It's me comicprincess. Do you have a few minutes? Oh yeah, silly me, I forgot...you have an eternity. Mind if I call you God so there's less typing for me? Right...a rose by any other name smells as sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Well now that we have that cleared up, I have some questions for you since you are the Source after all. Here's the thing: we all know the Beatles sang, "All you need is love"; and, I saw this really cool bumper sticker that reads "Life is the school. Love is the lesson"; and, then, of course, there's the Golden Rule: "do unto others as you would have them do unto you" aka "Love your neighbor as yourself". I want to understand all this in more practical terms. I have some interview questions for Your Great Magnificence and I'll just post them Q&amp;amp;A Style as we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CP:&lt;/strong&gt; How can we learn to love ourselves, love our neighbors, heal ourselves, and heal our planet? I already work 40 hours a week. I don't know if I have time for all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G: &lt;/strong&gt;"Day by day...Day by Day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CP:&lt;/strong&gt; I heard that song on the oldies radio station. So we're learning, loving, and healing each day. How is this possible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G:&lt;/strong&gt; "Love lifts us up where we belong, where the eagles cry on a mountain high."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CP:&lt;/strong&gt; So Joe Cocker tuned in and tells us love is lifting us up. That's great, but it doesn't answer my question. How do we know &lt;em&gt;HOW&lt;/em&gt; to do this loving our neighbors as ourselves thing? How do we get from Point A to Point B?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G:&lt;/strong&gt; "Sign, sign, everywhere a sign"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CP:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey the Five Man Electrical Band sang that-another oldie but goodie. So if we pay attention you give us signs and point the way? That's oh so very cool! This raises another question. What if we miss the signs and fail? I've driven past more than my share of exit signs. I've also gone the wrong way and gotten totally lost!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G:&lt;/strong&gt; "I'll be there to always see you through. I'll be there to love and comfort you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CP:&lt;/strong&gt; The Four Tops sang that. Boy you sure love oldies! How will we know you're there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G:&lt;/strong&gt; "It's time we stop, children, what's that sound? Everybody look what's goin' down."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CP:&lt;/strong&gt; It sounds like Buffalo Springfield knows how to "stop, look, and listen" just like when we cross the street. So if we get quiet and listen we'll get it. Is there anything else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G:&lt;/strong&gt; "Whenever you call me, I'll be there"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CP:&lt;/strong&gt; So the Spinners knew that asking for help through prayer is a good thing too. Nice! Before my last question here's my recap: we are learning, loving, and healing daily. Love lifts us and energizes us. You're always pointing the way. There's no such thing as failure because you're always sending love and wisdom through synchronicity. All we need to do is take time to "stop, look, and listen" not only in our quiet times, but throughout the day through words spoken, written, or sung; gestures of kindness and otherwise; and, the ugly and beautiful images in nature, art, and photography. I'm beginning to understand. Any more song lyrics of wisdom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G:&lt;/strong&gt; "Take the time to get to know me. If you want me why can't you just show me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CP:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh so very cool! You like modern rock too! Sweet!! I love Cake! They're an awesome band! So it's important to give too. As we give we receive and vice versa. The perfect circle continues. As we love our neighbor we love ourselves. Thanks very much for your time God. Speaking of time, I've gotta run. You know -dishes to do, reports to write, and so on. You know - daily living in this life, the Universe, and everything. Don't worry though. The radio is on and I'm listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-7218214772474594256?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/7218214772474594256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/4.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7218214772474594256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/7218214772474594256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/4.html' title='#4'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-1765186325758221055</id><published>2009-03-30T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:59:38.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proverbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mixing metaphors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interpretation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cognitive function'/><title type='text'>#3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When assessing a patient's cognitive function and, more specifically, his or her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;abstract reasoning ability, a health professional will ask the person to interpret a proverb. For example, she may say to the patient, "Tell me what 'A rolling stone gathers no moss' means". The beauty of humans is we each have our own perceptions and perspectives. Here are some proverbs and interpretations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Proverb:&lt;/span&gt; "Some people don't see the light until they feel the heat."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Interpretation:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Some people need to warm up by the wood stove before they can turn on the lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Proverb:&lt;/span&gt; "A rolling stone gathers no moss."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Interpretation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's too busy rolling to gather moss; and, what with all the texts and e-mails it has to answer, it's darn lucky it has time even to roll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Proverb: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Don't throw the baby out with the bath water."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Interpretation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, duh!! It'll get hurt!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Proverb: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"A stitch in time saves nine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Interpretation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Time gets hurt? How can it get one stitch let alone nine? And what's this bit about saving? That relates to money. Whoever wrote this is surely mixing metaphors!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Proverb: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Interpretation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I don't think anyone can begin to make a statement about this without checking market prices first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Proverb: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Don't throw stones in glass houses."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Interpretation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, duh!! Glass breaks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Proverb: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Nothing ventured, nothing gained."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Interpretation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Unless you're a venture capitalist right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So these are the small offerings that could be gleaned from the myriad possible interpretations of these proverbs. The human response is interesting in life, the Universe, and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-1765186325758221055?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/1765186325758221055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/03/3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/1765186325758221055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/1765186325758221055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/03/3.html' title='#3'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-8872814576408946019</id><published>2009-03-27T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T11:53:21.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Why can’t love be simple like it was in second grade? Remember those notes that said “I like you. Do you like me? Circle Yes or No”? I vote we bring the note system back. I think it would spare much pain and anguish, save time, and increase efficiency. No more lame excuses or silly mind games: just pass the note to someone you like; he fills in the answer; and, you’re either in business or you move on- short, sweet, and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, humans go to such extraordinary lengths to tease out a love life, when they could simply and easily use the note system. A case in point is a friend who relies on good luck charms to enhance her love life. Luck is a huge factor in her perception of life, the Universe, and everything. She wore a lucky pair of tube socks before each basketball game. She wears a charm bracelet, and her newest addition to the repertoire is her lucky 3 hole punch. She swears by it. For dates, she has gotten more extravagant in her choice. She says it’s the palm tree on the lid that relaxes her and makes her feel so lucky, but I think there’s a Freudian connection in her choice of a pristine, new, soft version toilet seat. She’s not so sure what moves her about it, but it brings her a great sense of relief; and, she’s flush with anticipation each time she looks at it on her way to a date. Only time will tell if her love life flows freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend decided she needed to break free of her straight-laced background and get a bit naughtier to attract a guy. So she signed up for some unofficial skank training. She hasn’t snagged the man yet, but she reports the skanks taught her new things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• cucumbers are not just for lunch anymore&lt;br /&gt;• stripper pole gymnastics is an art form&lt;br /&gt;• if you make a mean margarita your bff will forgive you for letting her boyfriend give your dog a bone&lt;br /&gt;• her language skills are augmented with such phrases as “way to go ho!” and “thanks skank!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend runs to psychics every time she turns around. As if someone named Autumnflower Moonchild has the reliability “it factor” to find her a date! What about her own inner knowing and guidance system? Then again, she does get lost a lot. Maybe what she really needs is a GPS if she doesn’t want to use the note system. If it can give someone directions from point A to point B, maybe it can help her find paradise by the dashboard lights. Or, assist her in back seat, cheap date positioning with a blow by blow. She can even get one with a sexy, male Aussie voice who could talk dirty to her and still respect her in the morning. Without the note system, a woman needs options!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let’s KISS (Keep It Simple Sweetheart) and if I send you a note pass it back circled Yes! Let’s enjoy these moments we experience in life, the Universe, and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9173406764833178380-8872814576408946019?l=comicprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/8872814576408946019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/03/2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8872814576408946019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9173406764833178380/posts/default/8872814576408946019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comicprincess.blogspot.com/2009/03/2.html' title='#2'/><author><name>comicprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566453322053801915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vExfd3FE-2U/SdE0RZy-7HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xRQc8H1c0NE/S220/iconstorykeeper.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173406764833178380.post-3332244016127014763</id><published>2009-03-25T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:11:46.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life, The Universe, and Everything #1</title><content type='html'>First day on the blog and it feels good. What do I have to say about Life, the Universe, and Everything? A lot! Okay, maybe not that much, but here I go. It's fun to ponder this strange, seemingly absurd, painfully beautiful, joyfully ugly thing deemed as existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the first most important thing I need to expound on? Remember Sanjaya from American Idol? The guy who got all the popular attention for his hair and style instead of singing talent. Remember him? Yeah? Well, this isn't about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's important aspect of life is greeting cards. It's one way we reach out and connect with each other. I was reading a few heartfelt ones the other day, but started to feel anguish after reading 3 or 4, because all the friends and family were perfect and all the sentiments were so lovely. I'm a kind and sensitive person, but even I have a schmaltz tolerance threshold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I realized that the greeting card industry needed a new perspective, a fresh approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if dudes wrote greeting cards? They could brand it "Made for a chick, written by a dude yo!". I asked some dudes to help me write some cards so we could offer this fresh new perspective to the companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Thinking of You"&lt;/span&gt; card to his wife, one dude suggested:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside cover: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Hey Wife"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside card: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"You kick ass and warm my heart so I'm buying you a $3 card to warm yours"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Thinking of You" &lt;/span&gt;card for a daughter, he proposed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside cover: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hey Daughter"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside card: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You kick ass and warm my heart so I'm buying you a $3 card to warm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yours"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Thinking of You" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for a friend, he offered:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside cover: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;"Hey Buddy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Inside card:&lt;strong&gt; "You kick ass and warm my heart so I'm buying you a $3 card to warm yours"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To show their versatility the dudes even came up with a few &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Special Occasion" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cards. For his wife, one dude said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Happy Anniversary" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside cover: &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Happy Anniversary Wifey"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside card: &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"You cook good, you clean good, you raise the kids good, so it's all good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Congratulations Friend" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;card, one dude wrote this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside cover: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;"Good Job Buddy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Inside card:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "You work good so it's all good."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Birthday" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;card, a dude offered:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside cover: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"Happy Birthday Son!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Inside card:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hey look! It's your birthday. It's all good."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So these are the offerings the dudes can bring to the table. You think the greeting card industry will wanna grab a bite? 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