<?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-15108404</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:48:08.252-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprinkling of Insanity</title><subtitle type='html'>I like to pontificate and yet I never seem to find the time.  My friends at http://flipflopsinsnow.typepad.com/ will appreciate what little I post.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jessica301</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10357519406644551135</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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15108404.post-113814577158227674</id><published>2006-01-24T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T16:36:11.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>firewall at work</title><content type='html'>We have a firewall at work and most game sites are "forbidden".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two fun ones that are not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;golf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://omega.med.yale.edu/~pcy5/flash/miniputt.swf"&gt;http://omega.med.yale.edu/~pcy5/flash/miniputt.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.widro.com/throwpaper.html"&gt;http://www.widro.com/throwpaper.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-15108404.post-113321546573776075</id><published>2005-11-28T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T15:04:25.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Game to keep you busy...</title><content type='html'>I am not a big politics debator type, but this is a fun game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chortler.com/gallery.shtml"&gt;http://www.chortler.com/gallery.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108404-113321546573776075?l=sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113321546573776075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108404&amp;postID=113321546573776075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/113321546573776075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/113321546573776075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/11/game-to-keep-you-busy.html' title='Game to keep you busy...'/><author><name>jessica301</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10357519406644551135</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-15108404.post-113106077633391846</id><published>2005-11-03T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T16:32:56.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG WORDS r cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Julio likes big words.  here are some favorites and a testimonial:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;defenistrate: Throw out the window.&lt;br /&gt;loquacious: Very talkative&lt;br /&gt;temerarious: Recklessly or presumptuously daring; rash&lt;br /&gt;atavism: The reappearance in an organism of characteristics of some remote ancestor after several generations of absence; a throwback.&lt;br /&gt;abattoir: A slaughterhouse.&lt;br /&gt;concupiscence: Strong desire, especially sexual desire; lust.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;As director of communications, I was asked to prepare a memo reviewing our company's training programs and materials. In the body of the memo one of the sentences I mentioned the "pedagogical approach" used by one of the training manuals. The day after I routed the memo to the executive committee, I was called into the HR director's office, and told that the executive vice president wanted me out of the building by lunch. When I asked why, I was told that she wouldn't stand for "perverts" (pedophilia?) working in her company. Finally, he showed me her copy of the memo, with her demand that I be fired - and the word "pedagogical" circled in red. The HR manager was fairly reasonable, and once he looked the word up in his dictionary and made a copy of the definition to send back to her, he told me not to worry. He would take care of it. Two days later, a memo to the entire staff came out directing us that no words which could not be found in the local Sunday newspaper could be used in company memos. A month later, I resigned. In accordance with company policy, I created my resignation memo by pasting words together from the Sunday paper. (Taco Bell Corporation)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Work on your lexicon people, it makes people think you are smart!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108404-113106077633391846?l=sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113106077633391846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108404&amp;postID=113106077633391846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/113106077633391846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/113106077633391846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/11/big-words-r-cool.html' title='BIG WORDS r cool'/><author><name>jessica301</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10357519406644551135</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-15108404.post-112985098533352597</id><published>2005-10-20T17:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T17:29:45.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallllloooooweeeeennn!</title><content type='html'>Who loves dressing up and drinking and being foolish!  Yes, that is me!  Go Julio, Go Julio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween History per History Channel: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween's origins date back to the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain (pronounced sow-in).&lt;br /&gt;The Celts, who lived 2,000 years ago in the area that is now Ireland, the United Kingdom, and northern France, celebrated their new year on November 1. This day marked the end of summer and the harvest and the beginning of the dark, cold winter, a time of year that was often associated with human death. Celts believed that on the night before the new year, the boundary between the worlds of the living and the dead became blurred. On the night of October 31, they celebrated Samhain, when it was believed that the ghosts of the dead returned to earth. In addition to causing trouble and damaging crops, Celts thought that the presence of the otherworldly spirits made it easier for the Druids, or Celtic priests, to make predictions about the future. For a people entirely dependent on the volatile natural world, these prophecies were an important source of comfort and direction during the long, dark winter. To commemorate the event, Druids built huge sacred bonfires, where the people gathered to burn crops and animals as sacrifices to the Celtic deities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I predict that I will get wasted and have embarrassing pics posted of me on my friend's blogs.&lt;br /&gt;HA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108404-112985098533352597?l=sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112985098533352597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108404&amp;postID=112985098533352597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/112985098533352597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/112985098533352597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/10/hallllloooooweeeeennn.html' title='Hallllloooooweeeeennn!'/><author><name>jessica301</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10357519406644551135</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-15108404.post-112924504877311231</id><published>2005-10-13T17:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T17:10:48.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Julio is unsure how to handle a situation</title><content type='html'>Ok... so what do you do if a friend tells you they cant go out with you on your birthday for x, y, z ligitimate reason and how sorry they were that they couldnt go out, etc...  and then you find out they went out late and had a great old time that night with the same people they always go out with? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I be mad or sad or just forget about it?  I mean it is not like my birthday needs to be a big event, but it is hard to find out that someone felt they had to tell me one thing and do another.  I am not friendship ending upset or anything, being the low maint girl I am, but I do feel a little disheartened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may seem a little passive aggressive to put this on a blog, but I really dont know how I am suppose to feel or whether I should tell that person that they hurt my feelings.  Arg...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108404-112924504877311231?l=sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112924504877311231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108404&amp;postID=112924504877311231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/112924504877311231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/112924504877311231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/10/julio-is-unsure-how-to-handle.html' title='Julio is unsure how to handle a situation'/><author><name>jessica301</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10357519406644551135</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-15108404.post-112855230671360922</id><published>2005-10-05T16:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T16:45:06.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weee.....</title><content type='html'>You will need sound....  he he....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.threebrain.com/weeeeee.shtml"&gt;http://www.threebrain.com/weeeeee.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonads and strife!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108404-112855230671360922?l=sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112855230671360922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108404&amp;postID=112855230671360922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/112855230671360922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/112855230671360922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/10/weee.html' title='Weee.....'/><author><name>jessica301</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10357519406644551135</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-15108404.post-112808818560050107</id><published>2005-09-30T07:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T07:49:45.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Julio has been very busy</title><content type='html'>So please excuse the sparse postings...  Some quotes to tide over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hate people with no weaknesses, there is no way of taking advatage of them."  Anatole France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when everything goes well, don't be frightened, it wont last.  Jules Renard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108404-112808818560050107?l=sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112808818560050107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108404&amp;postID=112808818560050107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/112808818560050107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/112808818560050107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/09/julio-has-been-very-busy.html' title='Julio has been very busy'/><author><name>jessica301</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10357519406644551135</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-15108404.post-112605060460169285</id><published>2005-09-06T17:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T10:53:33.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CU still sucks</title><content type='html'>CU may have won, but they still smell like patchouli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many others agree that patchouli is just wrong:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's just like patchouli wearers. They love the way that stuff smells so much, that they can't possibly conceive of a person not liking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One once came to a party at my house (not someone I had invited, obviously, but a friend of a friend). At some point, we unthinkingly let her use our phone. And from that point forward, it reeked, to the point of "let's walk to 7-11 and use their payphone," for an entire week. Right then and there, we implemented a policy where all patchouli wearers had to obtain permission, in writing, at least two weeks before entering our home. Luckily, since I tend to give patchoulies a wide berth, I never really got close enough to another one to actually put our regulation to the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always imagine patchouli lovers starting of by dabbing a reasonable amount (as if there were really such a thing, but no mind) behind their ears, maybe on their knee backs, and then just as they're heading out the door, they stop. "You know, out in the fresh air and all, I can hardly smell my oil! And really, when a scent comes as close to heaven/sex/world-peace as patchouli does, there's just no room for subtlety." So they dash back to their be-tapestried lair and just pour the whole fucking bottle right over their heads. Or maybe, like drunks looking to "maintain the buzz," they keep going back for just a little bit more, a little bit more, until it's way, way too late (or like, in the words of a comedienne I once saw, beauty pageant contestants: "what, do they get their teeth capped, forget, and then get them capped AGAIN?"). Whatever the thinking that gets them there, they all end up wearing enough of the stuff to fell someone really tall, yet it's obvious that these Patchouli People think they're spreading the wealth with their pungent odor. But really it's just nose rape. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From random blog with no name: &lt;a href="http://www.evany.com/context/patchouli.html"&gt;http://www.evany.com/context/patchouli.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108404-112605060460169285?l=sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/112605060460169285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/112605060460169285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/09/cu-still-sucks.html' title='CU still sucks'/><author><name>jessica301</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10357519406644551135</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15108404.post-112535021454081004</id><published>2005-08-29T15:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T15:16:54.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Julio falls out of the kiddy pool</title><content type='html'>Extra extra, that is right... I fell out of a kiddy pool after splashing a flop friend.  I must have twisted something in my knee because I am now hobbling around like an old woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The housewarming party was a success and all who came have a story or two to tell.  I suppose that is what comments are for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108404-112535021454081004?l=sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112535021454081004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108404&amp;postID=112535021454081004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/112535021454081004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108404/posts/default/112535021454081004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprinklingofinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/08/julio-falls-out-of-kiddy-pool.html' title='Julio falls out of the kiddy pool'/><author><name>jessica301</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10357519406644551135</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-15108404.post-112431613424496030</id><published>2005-08-17T16:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T16:02:14.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Defective Managers... HA!</title><content type='html'>The Seven Habits of Highly Defective Managers&lt;br /&gt;by Barry Maher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a consultant, a speaker and a trainer, I’ve hired, trained and worked with managers at every level of management. The best of them have taught me most of whatever it is I know about business. The worst have also been a learning experience. But while the best managers cover virtually every personality type imaginable, the worst-the very worst-seem to have a number of characteristics in common. With apologies to Steven Covey, I offer this completely unscientific compilation of those traits, The Seven Habits of Highly Defective Managers.&lt;br /&gt;1) They rely on other people for their thinking. Whatever the idea of the moment happens to be, that’s what they believe. They’re not only up on all the latest clichés and buzzwords, they pride themselves on it.&lt;br /&gt;2) No matter how much they may prattle on about openness, inclusiveness, innovative thinking and tolerance, they insist upon conformity. And obedience.&lt;br /&gt;3) Like a cheap politician, they never miss an opportunity to talk about their leadership skills, figuring that if they proclaim that they’re leaders frequently enough, someone might actually follow them. True leadership, on the other hand, means never have to tell someone you’re a leader.&lt;br /&gt;4) They believe their own BS. Or desperately try to.&lt;br /&gt;5) They’d take credit for the sunrise, if they thought they could get anyone to believe it. They’re certain they’re responsible for anything their people might accomplish-though failures, mistakes and screw-ups are obviously someone else’s fault.&lt;br /&gt;6) They’re sure their own successes are the result of their superiority and/or their favor in the eyes of God. Other people are lucky, started with silver spoons hanging out of various orifices, or just butt kissed their way to the top.&lt;br /&gt;7) On the subject of butts, in spite of all their constant claims to the contrary, their actions are guided by the one overriding commandment of their universe: To Thine Own Butt Be True. They cover theirs, whatever the cost. Though the cost is usually born by someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# # #&lt;br /&gt;Barry Maher speaks, consults and writes on increasing productivity AND job satisfaction, as well as motivation, management and sales. 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