<?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-7024546</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:50:05.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Butterflies In My Head</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"Un beso is more than a kiss &lt;br&gt;
un beso is much more dangerous"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;

--Francisco X. Alarc&amp;oacute;n</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-112369976826421255</id><published>2005-08-10T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T09:10:59.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit my current blog</title><summary type='text'>It was too confusing to have two blogs, so for about a year I've been posting at only one. I just realized I should direct everyone to http://www.teebubble.com. Thanks!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/112369976826421255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=112369976826421255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/112369976826421255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/112369976826421255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2005/08/visit-my-current-blog.html' title='Visit my current blog'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-109571772000072687</id><published>2004-09-20T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T15:03:36.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blog dog days</title><summary type='text'>well, I seem to have royally messed up my regular blog and now that I'm an addict I must publish somewhere. I did a data dump of mySQL databases 2 nights ago so I could do a clean install of Word Press. Now I can't make the data go back in. I've tried asking politely, wheedling, even a little begging and finally threats of violence.If any one of the no one who reads this blog knows how to fix </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/109571772000072687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=109571772000072687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/109571772000072687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/109571772000072687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2004/09/blog-dog-days.html' title='blog dog days'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-109099757475399966</id><published>2004-07-27T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T23:53:12.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Learned #3</title><summary type='text'>From my short list of important things learned in Montreal:3. During winter, do NOT park your car by an awning. Your skull will be pierced by icicles and a snow boulder will fall on your auto.As proof, I offer up my humble photo of this sign, seen randomly around the city. note the double whammy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/109099757475399966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=109099757475399966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/109099757475399966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/109099757475399966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2004/07/things-i-learned-3.html' title='Things I Learned #3'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-109099730726654131</id><published>2004-07-27T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T23:50:01.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Learned #2</title><summary type='text'>Joz (called Jauceleen by the natives in Montreal) looks awfully cute in a tiara. Even matched up with a tshirt. she's a princess! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/109099730726654131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=109099730726654131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/109099730726654131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/109099730726654131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2004/07/things-i-learned-2.html' title='Things I Learned #2'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-109087189368978880</id><published>2004-07-26T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T18:03:50.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Au revoir Montreal!</title><summary type='text'>I got home from my most excellent vacation yesterday. Not only is Montreal beautiful, I got to sing with my choir, who have somehow become the darlings of the whole festival! More on the trip later, but here's a preliminary list of important things I learned:   1. If you're going to put a bunny in the freezer, turn the dial to 10. 2. Joz looks excellent in a tiara (picture to come). 3. During</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/109087189368978880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=109087189368978880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/109087189368978880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/109087189368978880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2004/07/au-revoir-montreal.html' title='Au revoir Montreal!'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-108948525552178991</id><published>2004-07-10T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T11:47:35.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giselle</title><summary type='text'>I saw the Royal Ballet perform Giselle last night. The second act, particularly the beginning, was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. Amazing dancers + sets + spooky excellent lighting. I loved it. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/108948525552178991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=108948525552178991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108948525552178991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108948525552178991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2004/07/giselle.html' title='Giselle'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-108933797447846268</id><published>2004-07-08T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T18:52:54.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm Watching</title><summary type='text'>Amandla: A Revolution in Four-Part Harmony. Four stars outta five.Excellent movie about South African freedom songs and the central part they played in the 50 year fight against apartheid. Maybe it's because I believe in the magic of music too, this one really touched me. Without song, I don't think they could have held out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/108933797447846268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=108933797447846268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108933797447846268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108933797447846268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2004/07/what-im-watching.html' title='What I&apos;m Watching'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-108933752852087710</id><published>2004-07-08T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T18:45:28.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OW! That's my mouth!</title><summary type='text'>Tuesday I had the dubious pleasure of a root canal immediately followed by a 'crown lengthening.' Really that last should be some sort of torture method. Gum &amp; bone cut away. EEW.My face is still swollen and I'm really fucking tired of eating soft food. Unless it's baby food, soft food is not vegetables. It's mostly starch which is not my favorite food.I go to the ballet tomorrow though, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/108933752852087710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=108933752852087710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108933752852087710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108933752852087710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2004/07/ow-thats-my-mouth.html' title='OW! That&apos;s my mouth!'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-108847492769979073</id><published>2004-06-28T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T19:08:47.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And one more thing...</title><summary type='text'>You MUST get Lila Downs' latest CD "Una Sangre." It is marvelous in the true sense. When I hear it, I marvel at her passion, her voice. You may remember her as the singer from the movie "Frida."Tiene que comprar el CD de Lila Downs, "Una Sangre." Es maravillosa en todo. Su passion, su voz. Puede recordarla del cine "Frida."Two of my favorites are Brown Paper People, about colonization, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/108847492769979073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=108847492769979073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108847492769979073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108847492769979073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2004/06/and-one-more-thing.html' title='And one more thing...'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-108847363361527067</id><published>2004-06-28T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T18:47:13.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, I was wrong, they were crazier</title><summary type='text'>on Saturday night. Concert was a total blast with almost no empty seats and lots of friends and familiar faces in those seats. My fellow singer describes it perfectly.Thank you to all the awesome women who came before me and gave us someone to sing ABOUT.An interesting question: here are the names of 40 women we listed in one of the songs we performed. Do you know who they are? How many of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/108847363361527067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=108847363361527067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108847363361527067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108847363361527067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2004/06/ok-i-was-wrong-they-were-crazier.html' title='OK, I was wrong, they were crazier'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-108823351231926160</id><published>2004-06-26T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T00:05:12.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They were Crazy!</title><summary type='text'>VFLA's concert was awesome tonight. I had fun and I don't even like the repertoire that much. But the audience, I don't know where they came from. I think they were headed for a revival and got lost and ended up in Zipper instead. Whooee they had fun stomping, clapping, on their feet. Americans are so funny about being free in that way, it was actually great to see. On the down side, my feets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/108823351231926160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=108823351231926160' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108823351231926160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108823351231926160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2004/06/they-were-crazy.html' title='They were Crazy!'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-108792729461817362</id><published>2004-06-22T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T11:01:34.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's always funny until someone</title><summary type='text'>wakes up with their eye ALL SWOLLEN. icky. I hope to keep it, but if not, a friend suggested a glass eye with a smiley face in it. I was thinking of:1. a globe. I could practice rotating the eye 360 degrees so all countries would be visible.2. a microchip with some cool RSS feeds.If you got a glass eye that didn't look like an eye, what would you put on it?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/108792729461817362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=108792729461817362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108792729461817362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108792729461817362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2004/06/its-always-funny-until-someone.html' title='It&apos;s always funny until someone'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-108786106288980658</id><published>2004-06-21T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T16:46:56.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A year older, an iota wiser?</title><summary type='text'>Bah. Probably not. Just older. Saturday was fun in an exhausting kind of way. Many singing gigs but it gave me the chance to spend a lot of time with people I think are awesome. This group I sing with, these women, are so incredible. Mostly I don't understand how I can be a part of it. One of those "sum is so WAY much greater than its parts" things.Shortie today.BOOKS I'M READING:Savage </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/108786106288980658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=108786106288980658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108786106288980658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108786106288980658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2004/06/year-older-iota-wiser.html' title='A year older, an iota wiser?'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-108614966595167680</id><published>2004-06-01T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T21:37:24.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Vacay</title><summary type='text'>I just got back from 5 gloriously work-free days in Berkeley. Saw some of my favorite people in the world. I also found out my good friend Jocelyn, who spends about 4 hours a day creating jozjozjoz.com, made a New York times article about blogging! Furry creature I live with #1 is awfully happy to see me back. He is sitting no more than 2 feet from me at all times so I can't escape the house </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/108614966595167680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=108614966595167680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108614966595167680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108614966595167680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2004/06/back-from-vacay.html' title='Back from Vacay'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-108491825688443632</id><published>2004-05-18T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T15:10:56.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She Bangs as stand-up</title><summary type='text'>I just found out my sister had never heard of William Hung. Feeling the need for some cultural education, I played her the clip of his American Idol audition. While she was in awe (disgust), my 2 nephews, 7 &amp; 8 years old, kept having me play it over and over. They thought he was a stand-up comic. Kids are so smart.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/108491825688443632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=108491825688443632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108491825688443632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108491825688443632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2004/05/she-bangs-as-stand-up.html' title='She Bangs as stand-up'/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024546.post-108486467337168373</id><published>2004-05-18T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T00:17:53.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First, big smoochies to jozjozjoz.com, who inspired me to blog (it remains to be seen whether this is a good thing). Just rebounding off McDonald's i-am-asian site. What were they thinking? I've decided to start collecting culturally offensive corporate websites. Please send me URLs! Sites where people are trying to be stupid don't count. It has to be an honest-to-goodness, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/feeds/108486467337168373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024546&amp;postID=108486467337168373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108486467337168373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024546/posts/default/108486467337168373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teebubble.blogspot.com/2004/05/first-big-smoochies-to-jozjozjoz.html' title=''/><author><name>teemee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462948492929896272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
