<?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-10685499</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:26:35.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alienhouseplant</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alienhouseplant.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10685499/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alienhouseplant.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>alienhouseplant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447077105654403644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ET_9hJ5BMkQ/SAdklqZQu1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oejamT82KIA/S220/blogface.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685499.post-112523242667782912</id><published>2005-08-28T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T08:52:03.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Wheelchair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;50 reasons I've given for being in a wheelchair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;(51 if you include "What wheelchair?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-- which I would say while I looked around for the wheelchair the person was asking me about... as I sat in it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;50) Had an accident with a Twinkie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;49) S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;tubbed my toe really bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;48) Just really lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;47) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Owed money to the mob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;46) Picked my nose too deeply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;45) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Was bitten by a penguin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;44) Tap-dancing accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;43) Colored outside the lines when I was little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;42) Etch-a-sketch malfunction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;41) Grandma hugged too tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;40) Sat on a tack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;39) Slipped on a banana peel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;38) Someone Heimliched me wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;37) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ran with scissors once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;36) Went to a bad proctologist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;35) Used a fork when I should have used a spoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;34) Drank the blood of my enemy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;33) An incident with an Oreo cookie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;32) Tried to hold in a fart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;31) Crushed by a snowman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;30) Dodge ball accident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;29) Forgot to clip my toenails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;28) Faking it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;27) Tripped on a wheelchair curb-cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;26) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A fly flew into my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;25) Forgot my parachute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;24) Fleas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;23) Was mistaken for a pinata at a birthday party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;22) Picked at a scab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;21) Walked in another man's shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;20) Jumped for joy too joyously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;19) Bent down wrong while picking up a penny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;18) It happened while I was waxing my legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;17) Filled up on candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;16) Peed in the shower wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;15) Injured in a game of "this little piggy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;14) Never learned to walk when I was little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;13) Playing footsie with a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;12) Miniature golf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;11) Forgot to wear socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;10) Hit the ground before waking from the dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;09) Beaten by cops for jaywalking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;08) Made God mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;07) Stung by a butterfly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;06) Was at the end of the rainbow when it hit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;05) Talked with my mouth full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;04) Pushed a door marked "Pull"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;03) Didn't have enough for gas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;02) Voodoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;01) Toe jam went bad.&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/10685499-112523242667782912?l=alienhouseplant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alienhouseplant.blogspot.com/feeds/112523242667782912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10685499&amp;postID=112523242667782912' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10685499/posts/default/112523242667782912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10685499/posts/default/112523242667782912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alienhouseplant.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-wheelchair.html' title='What Wheelchair?'/><author><name>alienhouseplant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447077105654403644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ET_9hJ5BMkQ/SAdklqZQu1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oejamT82KIA/S220/blogface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685499.post-112136537659186266</id><published>2005-07-14T14:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T14:22:56.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Improved</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6158/832/1600/when%20i%20was%20improved1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6158/832/320/when%20i%20was%20improved1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It used to be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10685499-112136537659186266?l=alienhouseplant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alienhouseplant.blogspot.com/feeds/112136537659186266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10685499&amp;postID=112136537659186266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10685499/posts/default/112136537659186266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10685499/posts/default/112136537659186266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alienhouseplant.blogspot.com/2005/07/improved.html' title='Improved'/><author><name>alienhouseplant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447077105654403644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ET_9hJ5BMkQ/SAdklqZQu1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oejamT82KIA/S220/blogface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685499.post-112015116637013834</id><published>2005-06-30T16:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T13:07:22.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shadow That Burped</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My &lt;/strong&gt;shadows have always been a little blurry. It's like there's a shadow of my shadow on the wall or the floor. Usually&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;my shadow-double will only whisper derogatory comments about me. Something like: "&lt;em&gt;Look at you. You can't even cast a substantial shadow. You might as well not even exist." &lt;/em&gt;Every now and then, if I'm facing away from my shadow, and catch it out of the corner of my eye, I think I can see it flipping me off. But last week was the first time I ever heard it burp. And it's been bothering me ever since. Oddly enough, I never gave a second thought to the fact that it could speak without lungs and vocal cords. It didn't even disturb me that it could give me the finger despite the fact that neither of my hands were in a position that would cast such a shadow. I &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; a little freaked out the time I turned on the light and saw it 'humping' my other shadow. But the burp. The burp was upsetting. Why would a shadow burp? Wouldn't it have to eat or drink to have the urge to burp? And what does a shadow eat? Shadow food? I'm going to start watching the shadows my food makes when I'm eating. Maybe I can catch my shadow-double feeding on it. If I only eat in total darkness, or stop eating altogether, there's a chance I can starve it to death. The burp really disturbed me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10685499-112015116637013834?l=alienhouseplant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alienhouseplant.blogspot.com/feeds/112015116637013834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10685499&amp;postID=112015116637013834' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10685499/posts/default/112015116637013834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10685499/posts/default/112015116637013834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alienhouseplant.blogspot.com/2005/06/shadow-that-burped.html' title='The Shadow That Burped'/><author><name>alienhouseplant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447077105654403644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ET_9hJ5BMkQ/SAdklqZQu1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oejamT82KIA/S220/blogface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
