<?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-6553982</id><updated>2011-10-20T21:42:55.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here kitty kitty kitty...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>224</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-5303890362838433177</id><published>2011-09-06T19:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T19:24:17.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pork makes me smile</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/5303890362838433177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=5303890362838433177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5303890362838433177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5303890362838433177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2011/09/pork-makes-me-smile.html' title='pork makes me smile'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y8frtYDKr2o/TmarNmsglzI/AAAAAAAAASk/JLC9f3A_aLo/s72-c/1st.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-7375454412496620854</id><published>2011-08-20T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T23:50:00.971-04:00</updated><title type='text'>make it up</title><summary type='text'>The game was to invent a story about the lone shoe on the curb. Where did it come from? Who did it belong to? Was it an accident? Was it a projectile? Will it make its finder happy? Regardless, closed-toe patent leather shoes cannot be comfortable in this August heat.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/7375454412496620854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=7375454412496620854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7375454412496620854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7375454412496620854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2011/08/make-it-up.html' title='make it up'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-5237535766635915342</id><published>2011-07-26T15:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:28:36.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tiffins!</title><summary type='text'>After being good and bringing my lunch to work every day, I decided one day to splurge a little and buy myself lunch. But with only a half-hour break, I knew that I was not about to rush out to stand in line at a take out counter, only to rush back to the office and my meal. Then I remembered Tiffinday.Last winter, I caught an interview segment on Metro Morning with Seema Pabari, owner of this  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/5237535766635915342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=5237535766635915342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5237535766635915342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5237535766635915342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2011/07/tiffins.html' title='tiffins!'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-7587649100299585567</id><published>2011-07-21T09:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T10:28:47.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fibre + kefir... boom :|</title><summary type='text'>Brown rice, lentils and beansBaked eggplant with tomato and chickpeasSteamed sweet potato and beetsPrune yogurt</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/7587649100299585567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=7587649100299585567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7587649100299585567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7587649100299585567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2011/07/fibre-kefir-boom.html' title='fibre + kefir... boom :|'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-6083637857678249090</id><published>2011-07-16T19:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T19:37:33.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>no more monkeys at the Royal Olympic</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/6083637857678249090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=6083637857678249090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/6083637857678249090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/6083637857678249090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-more-monkeys-at-royal-olympic.html' title='no more monkeys at the Royal Olympic'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0TaT3SqbWWw/TmaupuJRWvI/AAAAAAAAAS0/nvPrhn7m4vQ/s72-c/jump5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-5148960290230254765</id><published>2010-03-01T22:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:42:55.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fantasy</title><summary type='text'>"So what do you do?""I'm at George Brown, studying to become an employment counsellor.""You need to go to school for that?"a) Punch her in the faceb) Slap her with your glovesc) "Oh, I see you've been talking to my Dad..."d) "Yeah, can you fuckin' believe that? A stuffed moose could do that job."e) Smile, nod and blog out your frustrations about human services jobs being so undervalued</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/5148960290230254765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=5148960290230254765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5148960290230254765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5148960290230254765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2010/03/fantasy.html' title='fantasy'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-5566670022770998736</id><published>2010-02-24T12:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T12:31:57.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Business Lunch</title><summary type='text'>Tall white male, early 60s, suit and tie, loves the sound of his voice. Attractive Asian female, mid-40s, business attire."You're an absolute babe, you know that?""Aren't you being politically incorrect?" (chuckles)"Probably. But accurately so."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/5566670022770998736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=5566670022770998736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5566670022770998736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5566670022770998736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2010/02/business-lunch.html' title='Business Lunch'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-5043837246230614826</id><published>2009-11-11T19:19:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T00:03:05.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pea soup</title><summary type='text'>I rarely eat canned soup these days, but once in a while, I must have me some of that Campbell's Green Pea Soup. I have never tasted anything like it. Warm and fuzzy green love best slurped out of a mug.The recipe will always remain a secret, I guess. Ingredients listed include green peas, flour and spice. Spice? Not even a hint? :(I like soup. I've always liked pea soup. But I didn't realize how</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/5043837246230614826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=5043837246230614826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5043837246230614826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5043837246230614826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2009/11/pea-soup.html' title='pea soup'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Db7Y0Ocumog/SvtbfO4dNSI/AAAAAAAAALs/aYJ2GpZV8w8/s72-c/campbell.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-3244633449448242361</id><published>2009-05-22T15:02:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T17:00:32.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how to kill set the mood on your wedding night"Wait here while I shimmy out of my Spanx."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/3244633449448242361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=3244633449448242361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/3244633449448242361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/3244633449448242361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-set-mood-on-your-wedding-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-5130458916876017220</id><published>2007-10-30T16:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T16:46:57.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"OK. Feel free to say no... but would you be interested in seeing the Kelly Clarkson show tomorrow night? None of us really know anyone in Toronto, so I'm sure we can get you on the guestlist.""Oooh. I do love Massey Hall! But I've got crochet class.""Crochet?""Yeh. I'm choosing crochet over Kelly. I hope that's OK.""Dude, that's awesome!"Thanks for the hook-up Jan! Now we'll know who to bug </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/5130458916876017220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=5130458916876017220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5130458916876017220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5130458916876017220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/10/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-4838324431031064149</id><published>2007-10-17T09:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T16:42:26.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Punkinpalooza's coming up and I have offered to make something vegetarian-friendly in a big pot. Made the curried butternut squash soup last year, which went over quite well (how can anyone say no to the butternut?); I wanted to make something different this year.Did a test run on chili on Monday night, using TVP to bulk it up. Still suffering the brutal brutal effects of what D calls "fart </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/4838324431031064149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=4838324431031064149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/4838324431031064149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/4838324431031064149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/10/punkinpaloozas-coming-up-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-1897145367307748488</id><published>2007-10-02T23:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T23:24:57.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So we've decided to break up. Amicably. M is being sensible and moving home -- I've toyed with the idea of doing the same. But that's it -- just an idea. I came up to Unionville tonight to feed Annie while the parents were gone. From the door of SSCH to the door of our house, it took me two hours and twenty-five minutes to get home.Moving back up here in December is definitely not an option.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/1897145367307748488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=1897145367307748488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/1897145367307748488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/1897145367307748488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-weve-decided-to-break-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-4457288362479666174</id><published>2007-09-27T16:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T09:47:16.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a busy time, churning out proposals.Some of these applications require bios from key employees. The last lines of this submission from one of our Housing Workers squeezed my heart a little.One of the sadder tasks in my employment with SSCH is to deal with clients who have passed away. Sometimes I am the only person at their funeral. It is important for me to make sure that a client </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/4457288362479666174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=4457288362479666174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/4457288362479666174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/4457288362479666174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-been-busy-time-churning-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-8460689304220662200</id><published>2007-09-16T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T16:51:48.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The 32nd Toronto International Film Festival is officially over. Every year, right around this time, my life feels a little emptier. This has been my busiest festival yet -- working the day job, volunteering at RTH and entertaining a visitor from NYC -- yet I still managed to fit in ten screenings ^_^Films seen in order of awesomeness:The Edge of Heaven (Fatih Akin - Germany/Turkey) *Baki Davrak,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/8460689304220662200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=8460689304220662200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/8460689304220662200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/8460689304220662200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/09/32nd-toronto-international-film.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-3415070487892972845</id><published>2007-09-15T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T21:54:51.224-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was amused to find this article on the front page of the Star this morning, confirming that I did not make up those facts last October. While it's great that readers will be able to decide whether or not to eat at a place like this, that treats its staff like poop, the publicity (note to self: being a meanie is one way to get a front page photo) will also attract those who would love to get a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/3415070487892972845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=3415070487892972845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/3415070487892972845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/3415070487892972845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-was-amused-to-find-this-article-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-1640433219312144052</id><published>2007-09-11T11:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T13:07:48.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>twizzlers for dinner</title><summary type='text'>Five films screened so far and not one disappointment. Hurray!Sleuth, Kenneth Branagh's remake of Joseph L. Mankiewicz' 1972 film, starred Michael Caine and Jude Law. Highly enjoyable. The screenplay was written by Harold Pinter, who's so good at conveying the ugliness of people; I always get an icky feeling whenever I read his work. (Like LaBute, but less funny.)I found a seat in the donors' pod</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/1640433219312144052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=1640433219312144052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/1640433219312144052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/1640433219312144052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/09/five-films-screened-so-far-and-not-one.html' title='twizzlers for dinner'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-1697785464989639174</id><published>2007-09-09T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T10:38:36.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lust, caution</title><summary type='text'>A date. Kind of. A kind-of-date with someone I did not meet through the personals. Yeah, I know. The concept of meeting someone through friends is so foreign to me.We'd both chosen the 9:15 Sunday morning screening for Ang Lee's Lust, Caution -- positive that we'd both get in. He was lucky enough to actually get an advanced ticket. I had to stand in the rush line. At 8am this morning. In the rain</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/1697785464989639174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=1697785464989639174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/1697785464989639174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/1697785464989639174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/09/lust-caution.html' title='lust, caution'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-3671593199760055353</id><published>2007-09-07T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T01:59:09.239-04:00</updated><title type='text'>opening night at TIFF</title><summary type='text'>As a volunteer for the Group and not the Festival, I get to forgo the oversized volunteer T-shirt (a lovely terra cotta colour this year) and dress like staff (sans official dangly tags). I also get to stand in the lounge and greet high-end donors who have purchased tickets to the Gala screenings. Excruciatingly back-breaking work.We'd been informed that the first two nights of the festival would</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/3671593199760055353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=3671593199760055353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/3671593199760055353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/3671593199760055353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/09/opening-night-at-tiff.html' title='opening night at TIFF'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-7098575438061895848</id><published>2007-09-02T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T00:24:06.005-04:00</updated><title type='text'>only sereval thousands</title><summary type='text'>there must be an easier way...while I too am a fan of the ampersand, i also love the spellcheckguess i'll just have to keep scouring</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/7098575438061895848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=7098575438061895848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7098575438061895848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7098575438061895848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/09/only-sereval-thousands.html' title='only sereval thousands'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-6459540895699505610</id><published>2007-08-31T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T20:02:30.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>box 47</title><summary type='text'>Aug 31 - BOX 66! Box 66 was the lucky box drawn! There were 75 boxes in total this year.Poop. Monday seems so far away. v_v</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/6459540895699505610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=6459540895699505610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/6459540895699505610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/6459540895699505610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/08/box-47.html' title='box 47'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-99641492936583752</id><published>2007-08-12T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T00:18:42.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday with Mom &amp; Pop</title><summary type='text'>"Did you read the article about those panhandlers who stabbed someone because he didn't give them change?""Oh really? Were they young panhandlers?""Does it matter?""I can't imagine older panhandlers working in groups.""So does that make it OK for them to stab people who refuse to give them money?""That's not what I said."According to Dad, this should teach me a lesson -- to not associate with "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/99641492936583752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=99641492936583752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/99641492936583752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/99641492936583752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/08/sunday-with-mom-pop.html' title='Sunday with Mom &amp; Pop'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-873003936036159827</id><published>2007-08-05T18:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T12:36:39.828-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rules of Hanlan's Point</title><summary type='text'>1st rule: No staring.2nd rule: No staring then waiting for me to find a spot on the beach before planting yourself nearby then staring some more then sidling up to me and saying "Hello Beautiful, wanna go for a swim?" then staring at me some more when I politely say "No" then following me into the water with your cigarette still lit (!) then staring some more.3rd rule: No diddling of the dongle -</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/873003936036159827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=873003936036159827' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/873003936036159827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/873003936036159827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/08/rules-of-hanlans-point.html' title='The Rules of Hanlan&apos;s Point'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-7229232337822891820</id><published>2007-08-02T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T17:39:45.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spending Splurging is my weakness. So I finally decided to seek professional help.I arrived at the bank at 5:30 — half an hour before closing time. I was informed that they were short-staffed and that it was unlikely that I'd get to see anyone before the end of the day.So I bought two shirts and a dress (they were all on sale). Then I went to see a movie (with my discount card). Then I had wings </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/7229232337822891820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=7229232337822891820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7229232337822891820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7229232337822891820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/08/spending-splurging-is-my-weakness.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-3780538469055441157</id><published>2007-07-31T00:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T14:22:54.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hey nugget</title><summary type='text'>Remember when you went away, and I'd asked for a pair of your sweatpants for my life-sized-ragdoll-of-Shaun Project? I believe you used the word creepy to describe my idea. Well, the Japanese beat me to it years ago -- and if the Japanese can come up with an idea like that, then surely it couldn't have been that wacky.Don't pretend to be a stranger.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/3780538469055441157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=3780538469055441157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/3780538469055441157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/3780538469055441157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-nugget.html' title='hey nugget'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-8263284081997534044</id><published>2007-07-25T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T13:34:36.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I met Jeevan in the summer of 2000, before Dave broke my heart at the Second Cup.Jeevan and Dave had met in residence, and bonded quickly thanks to shared passions for foosball, hip hop and girls. I was the summer fling who waited on the sidelines, but was easily accepted as one of the boys. As Dave made his rounds at the pub, batting his pretty long lashes at pretty young things, Jeevan and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/8263284081997534044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=8263284081997534044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/8263284081997534044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/8263284081997534044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-met-jeevan-in-summer-of-2000-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-158320998014991665</id><published>2007-07-24T16:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T13:46:44.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My mother has another daughter and her name is Alice. Sure, Alice has her own mother -- a good friend of Mom's -- but since she's such a delight to be around, Mom refers to her as her goddaughter in Chinese. Alice is really sweet, really bright (pursuing her Masters in Architecture in Paris) and is an all-round good girl (she speaks Mandarin to her elders). I hear that she's also incredibly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/158320998014991665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=158320998014991665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/158320998014991665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/158320998014991665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-mother-has-another-daughter-and-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-822806305755333644</id><published>2007-07-13T17:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T17:40:43.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Staff party starts at 6:30. Theme: Casual Black &amp; WhiteSomehow, I'd overlooked the word Casual. The ladies will be in their capris and I will be in my party dress. I've been here a little over four months and I've barely met one-tenth of the staff at this organization (150 full- and part-time staff at eight different sites).I always get this way before parties. "Do I have to be there?" People </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/822806305755333644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=822806305755333644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/822806305755333644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/822806305755333644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/07/staff-party-starts-at-630.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-3756841333452620739</id><published>2007-07-04T10:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T14:06:15.074-04:00</updated><title type='text'>morning glory on a chariot of porcelain</title><summary type='text'>"Have you ever had multi-coloured poo?"This morning, Vouvou showed Lolo something special. Very special.Well, she has seen me naked. I guess it was only fair.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/3756841333452620739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=3756841333452620739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/3756841333452620739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/3756841333452620739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/07/have-you-ever-had-multi-coloured-poo.html' title='morning glory on a chariot of porcelain'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-5985392400223784381</id><published>2007-06-20T22:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:31:08.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy sunny afternoon music</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/5985392400223784381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=5985392400223784381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5985392400223784381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5985392400223784381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/06/lazy-sunny-afternoon-music.html' title='lazy sunny afternoon music'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-731393919990865535</id><published>2007-06-09T00:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T00:49:09.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The More Loving One</title><summary type='text'>Looking up at the stars, I know quite wellThat, for all they care, I can go to hell,But on earth indifference is the leastWe have to dread from man or beast.How should we like it were the stars to burnWith a passion for us we could not return?If equal affection cannot be,Let the more loving one be me.Admirer as I think I amOf stars that do not give a damn,I cannot, now I see them, sayI missed one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/731393919990865535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=731393919990865535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/731393919990865535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/731393919990865535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/06/more-loving-one.html' title='The More Loving One'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-2555780918205788358</id><published>2007-06-06T10:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T10:35:18.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a wonderful surprise from Eunice, Louisiana</title><summary type='text'>A Black Cat paperback!I love getting books in the mail -- yes, even more than I like getting shoes!Thanks Billy, the pages smell wonderful.I look forward to reading the Review over a lazy Sunday brunch. ^_^</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/2555780918205788358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=2555780918205788358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/2555780918205788358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/2555780918205788358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/06/wonderful-surprise-from-eunice.html' title='a wonderful surprise from Eunice, Louisiana'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db7Y0Ocumog/RmbBxD3HKGI/AAAAAAAAABo/egsYR6QnONw/s72-c/Confed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-66354869153242205</id><published>2007-05-30T09:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:16:44.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'd set my alarm to go off at 5:45am. The phone woke us all up at 5:39.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/66354869153242205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=66354869153242205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/66354869153242205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/66354869153242205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/05/id-set-my-alarm-to-go-off-at-545am.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-1360606908008813685</id><published>2007-05-29T12:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T08:18:00.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's this story that you absolutely loved to tell anyone who would listen at your dinner parties. About your little SanSan in her pink silk pyjamas and orange kerchief, singing the theme songs for Chinese soap operas at the tender age of 3.I still remember the mahjong hall on Dundas, where I'd spend my weekend afternoons standing on stage, singing to a dark hall while colliding plastic tiles </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/1360606908008813685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=1360606908008813685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/1360606908008813685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/1360606908008813685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/05/theres-this-story-that-you-absolutely.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-8093190861233400595</id><published>2007-05-28T11:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T11:15:45.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>waitingdreadingwaitingafraid of not being there when you could have said goodbye one last timehis passing came as a big surprisehers won'ti'd rather be there than here, on-callwaiting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/8093190861233400595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=8093190861233400595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/8093190861233400595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/8093190861233400595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/05/waiting-dreading-waiting-afraid-of-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-7405247118296098044</id><published>2007-05-14T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T19:13:36.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DNR</title><summary type='text'>"How did you find her last night?""Tired...""She seems to be getting worse.""I know.""She could barely make it from the car into the house. She was out of breath.""Remember way back, when I worked for the Mon Sheong home -- you and Mom hated it when I talked about work because the thought of old age depressed you?""Yes.""I really thought that by working there, I'd be better prepared when the time</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/7405247118296098044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=7405247118296098044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7405247118296098044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7405247118296098044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/05/dnr.html' title='DNR'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-6376073236551863475</id><published>2007-04-16T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T16:51:46.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Do you remember how the former receptionist used to badmouth everyone behind their backs?""Yes." "Do you know what she hated about you?""Wait, don't tell me. I bet I already know.""She hated your obsession with shit. She thinks you are disgusting.""Hate, eh? Clearly she's jealous because she has no passions of her own."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/6376073236551863475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/6376073236551863475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/04/do-you-remember-how-former-receptionist.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-5288883482694994920</id><published>2007-03-26T10:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T10:24:52.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><summary type='text'>I feel like I have a golfball lodged in my throat. Hurts to swallow. Hurts to laugh. Don't make me laugh."I'm staying home today. My lymph nodes are swollen.""Fatigued?""Yes.""Have you been kissing anyone?""Pardon?""Maybe you have mono.""I'm pretty sure I don't have mono, Dad.""But you can get it from kissing someone.""Then it is very unlikely that I have mono." Unless it's something you can also</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/5288883482694994920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=5288883482694994920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5288883482694994920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5288883482694994920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-8808262209818643482</id><published>2007-03-12T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T00:58:56.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spinster's Almanac</title><summary type='text'>Greetings all!The irrepressible Susie Burpee is requesting your company at the Young Centre for the Performing Arts this week. If you haven't met her already, then you really should. And once you do, you will want to bask in her lovely glow over and over again. I know I do.I hope to see you at the Distillery...The Spinster's Almanac This character-driven work is a cabaret of solitude that spins a</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.torontolife.com/guide/arts-and-entertainment/dance1/susie-burpee/' title='The Spinster&apos;s Almanac'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/8808262209818643482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=8808262209818643482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/8808262209818643482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/8808262209818643482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/03/spinsters-almanac.html' title='The Spinster&apos;s Almanac'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db7Y0Ocumog/RfXehBtNQmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/AB3RvJCRSDU/s72-c/spinster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-3037729717570204131</id><published>2007-03-03T01:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T01:48:47.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Brunch begins</title><summary type='text'>Yay. So come on down tomorrow morning and say Hello. The first ten people to say "Hello. Your face is like a shithouse" to me in Italian will get a cappuccino. On me. We've got Illy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/3037729717570204131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=3037729717570204131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/3037729717570204131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/3037729717570204131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/03/saturday-brunch-begins.html' title='Saturday Brunch begins'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-5419441795366244042</id><published>2007-02-18T04:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T01:19:31.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>not a horrible start to the Year of the Pig</title><summary type='text'>Thanks so much for applying. You totally charmed the Hiring Committee and we agonized over our decision. However...It's been a week of kind rejections. Heart-felt rejections dripping with sincerity. From my dream workplace. From the sexy scruffy kisser with the puppy dog eyes. But hey, I'm still smiling because I got a job offer with a great community organization, I no longer have to deal with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/5419441795366244042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=5419441795366244042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5419441795366244042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/5419441795366244042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/02/not-horrible-start-to-year-of-pig.html' title='not a horrible start to the Year of the Pig'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-8564227693576395282</id><published>2007-02-17T03:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T03:30:52.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday night shiftfest</title><summary type='text'>Understaffed. Slammed at 7:45. One of the many things I do not love about the dinner shift.When I approached table 24 (who'd ordered the prawns, rock lobster, beef tenderloin, a bottle of Zinfandel and a cappuccino) and discovered their absence, I walked straight out the backdoor, adding up how much this D &amp; D was going to cost me. I would have kept on walking and not turned back. I'd had enough.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/8564227693576395282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=8564227693576395282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/8564227693576395282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/8564227693576395282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/02/friday-night-shiftfest.html' title='Friday night shiftfest'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-7060461935606677088</id><published>2007-02-09T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T10:50:38.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sure I was in the band. I was in the Symphonic Band. I was in the Brass Band. I was in the Stage Band. I went to Band Camp. My locker was in the Band Hall. My friends were all in the Band. We ate lunch in the Band Room. I even had my name embroidered on the sleeve of my Band jacket.The only place in high school where an underdeveloped, awkward, timid, myopic teen could fit in was the band. And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/7060461935606677088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=7060461935606677088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7060461935606677088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7060461935606677088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/02/sure-i-was-in-band.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-392420936612738626</id><published>2007-02-02T01:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T00:07:18.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>February 1</title><summary type='text'>Fourteen years ago, I was sitting in the dark living room with Ted, age 10, watching Batman: The Animated Series, when the phone rang.Great-Aunt was in hysterics. "Oh San-san! Your Goong-goong's hung himself! I can't bring him down... What is your poor aunt to do?"My Great-Aunt and Great-Uncle had doted on my brother and me as if we were their grandchildren. Their only daughter, Wendy, never had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/392420936612738626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=392420936612738626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/392420936612738626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/392420936612738626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/02/february-1.html' title='February 1'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-7517617527948452380</id><published>2007-01-27T02:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T19:38:58.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>old is me</title><summary type='text'>As if it wasn't bad enough that I am now way beyond the ideal age range for an early 30s bachelor ("Must be 18 to 25"), I've been targeted by this fellow on MySpace to sign up for his specialty website.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/7517617527948452380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=7517617527948452380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7517617527948452380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7517617527948452380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/01/old-is-me.html' title='old is me'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Db7Y0Ocumog/Rbvu2ZlsIKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/EzKp693amFk/s72-c/myspace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-7793446264110784756</id><published>2007-01-27T01:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T19:51:38.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quote of the evening, overheard at table #1: "Nacho Libre is one of the funniest films ever!" Sarcasm was not detected in her tone -- nor did she seem mentally capable of a deadpan delivery. Maybe I'm just being a snob -- I haven't even seen the movie. Or maybe I'm a wee miffed that she tipped $14 on $170.And so Winterlicious begins.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/7793446264110784756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=7793446264110784756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7793446264110784756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7793446264110784756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/01/quote-of-evening-overheard-at-table-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-8487114253867428093</id><published>2007-01-26T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T00:10:42.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Highlight of the evening: In response to my offer to check his coat, the man at table #6 asked me whether I could also relieve him of his life's burdens.Lowlight of the evening: The cougars at table #7, after finishing their chicken dinners (gosh they're adventurous!), chose not to order dessert. Instead, they picked each other's bacne. Right there. On the banquette.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/8487114253867428093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=8487114253867428093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/8487114253867428093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/8487114253867428093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/01/highlight-of-evening-in-response-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-7318002895853440660</id><published>2007-01-24T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T01:05:29.234-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the day had been going so well...</title><summary type='text'>A good morning kiss, coffee and cuddles on the couch, a leisurely stroll along Queen West, a well-spent hour in a vintage store on Ossington, a last-minute decision to clean up the eyebrows, the latest issue of Fine Cooking waiting for me at home: I was so glad that I'd had a full day to relax before the impending two-week shitfest, also known as Winterlicious. Health-wise, I'd had an early </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/7318002895853440660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=7318002895853440660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7318002895853440660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/7318002895853440660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/01/day-had-been-going-so-well.html' title='the day had been going so well...'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-1887980974629267999</id><published>2007-01-17T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T00:37:26.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A long time ago, I dreamed of little brown Timbits decked in white gloves and sneakers, spiralling down my intestinal slide, arms upraised and "wheeeeeeee"-ing with glee as they dropped into the porcelain chasm. It is comforting to know that there are others out there who have shared similar visions. I should definitely consider moving to Japan, where people are less likely to find me weird and/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/1887980974629267999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=1887980974629267999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/1887980974629267999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/1887980974629267999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/01/long-time-ago-i-dreamed-of-little-brown.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-2877685593897011537</id><published>2007-01-10T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T00:37:09.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I suppose the advantage of knowing that you did not get the job before they inform you is that it gives you a little time to let the rejection sink in, so that when they finally contact you, you will be able to thank them graciously without a lump in your throat. Thanks for hugging back, M.The search continues.Things aren't too bad right now. Between spending 20-something hours a week at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/2877685593897011537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=2877685593897011537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/2877685593897011537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/2877685593897011537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-suppose-advantage-of-knowing-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-6328937992148167142</id><published>2007-01-01T03:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T11:55:39.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortune Cookie from Rol San</title><summary type='text'>Go do something daring.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/6328937992148167142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=6328937992148167142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/6328937992148167142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/6328937992148167142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-fortune-cookie-from-rol-san.html' title='Fortune Cookie from Rol San'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-4258507752594161070</id><published>2006-12-25T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T00:04:36.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Annual Festivus Feast at Ted's</title><summary type='text'>Standing in my kitchen, watching 24-year-old boys get faced on Jack and Sky -- boys I watched grow out of their awkward high school phases, boys who took me to Charlie T's when my brother turned 19, boys whose hapless love lives I am usually pretty well caught up on, boys who have stayed up all night in our kitchen/basement smoking dope and playing Risk, boys who are basically good kids who have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/4258507752594161070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/4258507752594161070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/12/4th-annual-festivus-feast-at-teds.html' title='4th Annual Festivus Feast at Ted&apos;s'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db7Y0Ocumog/RZCstBiF8-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf7KBMv6AYM/s72-c/kitchen+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-1455934540439529726</id><published>2006-12-22T03:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T03:32:19.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At 12:03am, Troy, who'd ordered the duck breast at the private party tonight, gave me a peck on the cheek."There," he grinned, "I'm the first guy to kiss you in your thirties. I turned 30 over nine years ago and I'm still lovin' it. Things get easier. You learn to stop sweating about the small stuff."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/1455934540439529726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/1455934540439529726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/12/at-1203am-troy-whod-ordered-duck-breast.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-116650876736445799</id><published>2006-12-19T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T01:15:35.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Follow the girl for a few blocks. Say something, anything, see if she responds. She keeps her distance, tosses you a scowl every few steps. Just keep at it. When she quickens her pace, match it. Dominion is her refuge. Make it obvious that you are following her. She stares right at you and you quickly dodge into the next aisle; her skittishness exciting you. Notice her glance over her shoulder as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/116650876736445799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=116650876736445799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116650876736445799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116650876736445799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/12/follow-girl-for-few-blocks.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-116647439718222978</id><published>2006-12-17T03:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T00:47:08.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>slow prowl to cougardom</title><summary type='text'>The Departed - w4m - 29-----------------------------------------------------------------------Date: 2006-12-14, 12:14AM ESTI had to sit a few rows back, to keep myself from running my fingers through your thick red hair. Attend matinees often? Without your friend?-----------------------------------------------------------------------helloI saw the departed on the 13th with a friend of mine i sat </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/116647439718222978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=116647439718222978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116647439718222978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116647439718222978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/12/slow-prowl-to-cougardom.html' title='slow prowl to cougardom'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-116538462989987767</id><published>2006-12-03T12:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:00:49.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 am, a phonecall breaks the calm before the storm known as brunch</title><summary type='text'>"Hello, I would like to make a reservation.""Sure. We only take reservations after 3PM. Would you like a table at that time?""What time do you open?""10:30""I want to make a reservation for 1:30. 3PM is too late for lunch.""I am sorry but that is our policy. We can only take reservations after 3PM.""That is not acceptable. My friend, she has a bad leg. She has difficulty walking...""I am sorry to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/116538462989987767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=116538462989987767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116538462989987767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116538462989987767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/12/10-am-phonecall-breaks-calm-before.html' title='10 am, a phonecall breaks the calm before the storm known as brunch'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-116363151460431761</id><published>2006-11-15T17:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:01:00.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Manulife Centre, 11am</title><summary type='text'>"Excuse me, you speak Cantonese?""Not well, but I can understand it."(The rest is spoken in Cantonese)"Can you come over and help me please?" He motions me towards the BMO machine in the lower concourse."What's up?"His story comes out like lighting. My Cantonese is shoddy at best, but I manage to pick up the gist of what he's trying to tell me. "I just deposited a huge cheque... a couple thousand</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/116363151460431761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=116363151460431761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116363151460431761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116363151460431761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/11/manulife-centre-11am.html' title='Manulife Centre, 11am'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-116319245254720036</id><published>2006-11-10T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T16:08:19.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"We've had stellar interns. And frankly, you weren't one of them." This was disclosed to me in a phone conversation when I called one of my former supervisors to request a reference. "I had a feeling that I'd be hearing from you and I told myself I'd be prepared, but I wasn't. My position hasn't changed."Needless to say, I did not list her as one of my references. Though I will admit that several</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/116319245254720036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=116319245254720036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116319245254720036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116319245254720036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/11/weve-had-stellar-interns.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-116293870256267677</id><published>2006-11-07T17:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T17:31:42.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how i knew you got lucky this morning...</title><summary type='text'>i lifted the lid and upon the flush i was greeted by a cloud of brownfortunately the stains were minimal</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/116293870256267677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=116293870256267677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116293870256267677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116293870256267677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-i-knew-you-got-lucky-this-morning.html' title='how i knew you got lucky this morning...'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-116146606513259874</id><published>2006-10-21T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T17:33:35.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I did it on Thursday. I quit the frenetic uber-trendoid place. Now I am back to looking for something temporary until my talents are discovered and I land the job of a lifetime.I would only take this job if I was guaranteed an elf costume. Then tell you all about it. But David Sedaris beat me to it years ago.Medieval Times is hiring for many positions. But the only opening I've got my heart </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/116146606513259874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=116146606513259874' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116146606513259874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116146606513259874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-i-did-it-on-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-116127091412149344</id><published>2006-10-19T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T13:16:44.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>to quit, or not to quit</title><summary type='text'>Tonight will be my fifth shift at the restaurant; I survived three observation shifts last week -- most trainees leave after two. Other employees rarely introduce themselves on your first day, because they don't expect you to stick around (staff turnaround is notoriously high) and management prides itself on running the two "hardest restaurants to work at in this city." The chef/owner is an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/116127091412149344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=116127091412149344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116127091412149344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116127091412149344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-quit-or-not-to-quit.html' title='to quit, or not to quit'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-116127012631034357</id><published>2006-10-16T10:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T11:08:44.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>words of advice</title><summary type='text'>"You really should make more of an effort with your appearance. Fix your collar. You don't need to wear that cardigan all the time. And try to wear a bra, please? Otherwise you'll end up looking like a silai..."  ~MomIt's the second time in two weeks that I've heard that word. Silai. I only recently learned the definition. I've always referred to them as Mah-Jong Mamas. According to Dad, a silai </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/116127012631034357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=116127012631034357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116127012631034357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116127012631034357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/10/words-of-advice.html' title='words of advice'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-116006473659572946</id><published>2006-10-05T12:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T12:12:16.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>better than pron</title><summary type='text'>Leather is love.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/116006473659572946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=116006473659572946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116006473659572946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/116006473659572946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/10/better-than-pron.html' title='better than pron'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115982533141297698</id><published>2006-10-02T17:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T17:42:11.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As I crouched there, in the men's room, scraping mysterious brown chunks off the stainless steel wall , I explored the possibility of not being a waitress, a year from now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115982533141297698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115982533141297698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115982533141297698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115982533141297698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/10/as-i-crouched-there-in-mens-room.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115965540823348756</id><published>2006-09-30T18:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T18:37:08.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>loveloathing</title><summary type='text'>TWO sold-out performances to launch the season.That's far from horrible. :)</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.dancemakers.org/2006hum.html' title='loveloathing'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115965540823348756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115965540823348756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115965540823348756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115965540823348756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/09/loveloathing.html' title='loveloathing'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115954079604546069</id><published>2006-09-29T10:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T11:08:48.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  One of the many things that I will miss.Those seats, in this hallway, at this time of the day.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115954079604546069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115954079604546069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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visitor from Stephen Thomas who is obsessed with cauliflower and popcorn. Hello.Just thought you'd like to know what kind of day I've been having. A horrible day.Two reasons.1) I have pimples. Two of them. On my face. I am not supposed to have pimples. Not at 29.2) I stuck my finger in bird shit today.Go ahead and gloat.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115941617365742403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115941617365742403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115941617365742403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115941617365742403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-those-of-you-whove-written-me-off.html' title='To those of you who&apos;ve written me off...'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115932598569956397</id><published>2006-09-26T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T17:54:13.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feature + 981</title><summary type='text'>Two voice messages were waiting for me when I got into work this morning. The first one was a ticket request for our upcoming show.The second seemed, at first, to be from my brother -- at least I assumed it was him because I heard boys speaking in the background, followed by what sounded like Ted's "uh huh." I figured he was unaware that my number had inadvertently been dialled. The time stamp </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115932598569956397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115932598569956397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115932598569956397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115932598569956397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/09/feature-981.html' title='Feature + 981'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115817077524420361</id><published>2006-09-13T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T19:03:09.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>good night, Brie</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115817077524420361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115817077524420361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115817077524420361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115817077524420361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-night-brie.html' title='good night, Brie'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115773849318183071</id><published>2006-09-08T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T14:02:50.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After two interviews and weeks of nail-biting, I found out today that I didn't get the job. The one job I've actually been excited over since this whole search process began. So the search continues. There's always something better out there, right?On a brighter note, lots of goodies in the mail today: the latest issue of Harper's, the latest issue of Bon Appétit, AND a coupon from Chapman's Ice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115773849318183071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115773849318183071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115773849318183071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115773849318183071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/09/after-two-interviews-and-weeks-of-nail.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115751276199952345</id><published>2006-09-05T23:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T00:31:36.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peas and Yogurt. Toot.</title><summary type='text'>Attended a Cat Power concert at Lee's Palace last night (SO awesome! I could just swim in Chan Marshall's voice). But prior to that, I did something very silly. I had a craving for Indian food, so I went to one of my favourite restaurants, Nataraj. The problem with Indian restaurants is that the portions are often too big and you have to take home the leftovers. I wanted to avoid taking it with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115751276199952345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115751276199952345' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115751276199952345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115751276199952345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/09/peas-and-yogurt-toot.html' title='Peas and Yogurt. Toot.'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115664273106678380</id><published>2006-08-26T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T21:38:51.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lil</title><summary type='text'>Way back in Kingston, I lived with a lovely young gal named Lilian. Total sweetheart. We worked together, trekked many blocks to do our laundry together, smoked cigarettes together. She was the first to ever throw me a surprise birthday party. A writer, a dreamer, blessed with a sultry, soothing voice. Every time I listen to the Sundays, I think of Lil.If I could change anything about the year we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115664273106678380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115664273106678380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115664273106678380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115664273106678380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/08/lil.html' title='lil'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115596160101823541</id><published>2006-08-19T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T13:37:54.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>alberta-bound</title><summary type='text'>"What are your thoughts about this trip tomorrow? Our first trip together in a really long time...""It should be fun... we haven't done this since Myrtle Beach. 1994?""I am so relieved that Dad changed his mind about driving to Calgary -- and back. I love you guys, but that's way too many hours in the car together.""You know, it's been a week since I've returned from China. And I've only showered</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115596160101823541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115596160101823541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115596160101823541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115596160101823541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/08/alberta-bound.html' title='alberta-bound'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115570791899976379</id><published>2006-08-16T00:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T01:28:22.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>good night, coalie</title><summary type='text'>"I put Coal down this past Saturday."I met Tim and Coal in the summer of 1999, just outside St. George station. Tim and I had connected on one of the chatlines and I remember him raving about his pets: Coal, Rocky and Shine. We agreed to meet and take Coal for a walk. She was neither big, nor small. Black fur with patches of white and soulful brown eyes. She was very gentle and got along with the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115570791899976379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115570791899976379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115570791899976379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115570791899976379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/08/good-night-coalie.html' title='good night, coalie'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115561633698687394</id><published>2006-08-11T00:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:55:51.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>note to self: stop leaning back on your office chair</title><summary type='text'>I fell off my chair, landed on my elbow and experienced five long minutes of nausea.It wasn't until hours later when I realized how close I had come to cracking my skull open on my boss' desk, had I not instinctively pulled my chair forward the moment I felt it topple backwards. Sure, the job search would have been put on permanent hold, but I would have missed Jon's wedding -- which would have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115561633698687394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115561633698687394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115561633698687394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115561633698687394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/08/note-to-self-stop-leaning-back-on-your.html' title='note to self: stop leaning back on your office chair'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115497928663943590</id><published>2006-08-07T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T15:34:47.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That's my Mama!</title><summary type='text'>"There's nothing quite as satisfying as letting out that sneeze after it's been tickling your nose to get out!""I suppose...""Wait, let me rephrase that. There's nothing quite as satisfying as sneezing AND taking a nice dump!* It feels like you've just cleared your system; you feel so much lighter!""Aw Ma, now you're speaking my language..."* Not exactly her words, as we were having this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115497928663943590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115497928663943590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115497928663943590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115497928663943590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/08/thats-my-mama.html' title='That&apos;s my Mama!'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115479758120188987</id><published>2006-08-05T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T21:04:39.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>idyllic Saturday morning</title><summary type='text'>Home alone again :)Started my day with a walk through the park. Cranked up the tunes and made myself a little brekkie. Sean, Lucia and Anne just dropped by for a surprise visit. There's a lovely breeze coming in through the windows. Someone across the street is mowing their lawn. Current state: Beyond contentment.Did I mention the Baby Bear of BMs? ^_^</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115479758120188987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115479758120188987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115479758120188987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115479758120188987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/08/idyllic-saturday-morning.html' title='idyllic Saturday morning'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115499891013163474</id><published>2006-08-04T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T21:02:54.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday at the Radisson</title><summary type='text'>My only beef with poolside fun: tanlines.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115499891013163474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115499891013163474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115499891013163474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115499891013163474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/08/friday-at-radisson.html' title='Friday at the Radisson'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115460989624863917</id><published>2006-08-02T08:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T22:29:12.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>beach bums</title><summary type='text'>The great thing about being partially employed is that when it's 36C and sunny with 0% POP, you don't have to be in the office ^_^ The best place to be if you're stuck in the city? Hanlan's Point!The lake was unbelievably warm yesterday -- highest water quality downtown Toronto. T and I let the waves push us around until our hands got pruney. We slathered on more sunblock, lay on our towels and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115460989624863917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115460989624863917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115460989624863917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115460989624863917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/08/beach-bums.html' title='beach bums'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115414627674905684</id><published>2006-07-29T00:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T00:14:13.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Hello?""Is Roman there?"Not even a hello back? How rude of her."No. You have the wrong number.""What number is this? 647 *** ****?""Yes, obviously the number you'd dialled...""You don't have to be a bitch OK?" CLICKOf course I had to call her back and tell her that she didn't have to resort to name-calling, then hanging up like a coward."The number you are calling cannot receive incoming calls. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115414627674905684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115414627674905684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115414627674905684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115414627674905684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-is-roman-there-not-even-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115345570915478100</id><published>2006-07-20T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T01:38:07.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Date with George</title><summary type='text'>Seeing as I did not have any plans for this evening, I decided to make the most of my 416 visit today. I couldn't justify making the two-hour trek home after only spending 5.5 hours at work. So I narrowed it down to two options: 1) stick around the Distillery for a few more hours and buy myself a rush ticket for The Real Thing or 2) eat something yummy. It was an easy decision. Would have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115345570915478100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115345570915478100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115345570915478100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115345570915478100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/07/date-with-george.html' title='Date with George'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115302767312238967</id><published>2006-07-16T01:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T20:05:16.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>head</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115302767312238967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115302767312238967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115302767312238967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115302767312238967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/07/head.html' title='head'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115290441339944196</id><published>2006-07-14T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T20:16:53.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sequestered in the suburbs</title><summary type='text'>Time's actually flying by. Two weeks down, one more to go.This hasn't been as horrible as I'd anticipated -- despite that one Sunday incident, after travelling two hours I realized, while standing on my front porch, that I'd left the other set of keys on my bed, downtown. After walking a couple kilometers to find a payphone, my hero from Scarborough came to the rescue. I was worried about the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115290441339944196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115290441339944196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115290441339944196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115290441339944196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/07/sequestered-in-suburbs.html' title='sequestered in the suburbs'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115142032879238482</id><published>2006-06-25T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T11:02:44.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>look, Ted</title><summary type='text'> Centre Island, 2006</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115142032879238482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115142032879238482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115142032879238482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115142032879238482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/06/look-ted.html' title='look, Ted'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115128517251006612</id><published>2006-06-25T21:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T10:49:50.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sun-kissed</title><summary type='text'>While I am far from becoming a full-fledged nudist, my first visit to Hanlan's Point has me hooked. The feeling of the sun on every inch of skin was delicious. I have never been interested in laying on a beach -- but doing so without wet nylon/spandex clinging to my body makes me want to lay naked on a beach ALL the time! Perhaps it is because they are not normally exposed to the sun, but your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115128517251006612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115128517251006612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115128517251006612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115128517251006612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/06/sun-kissed.html' title='sun-kissed'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115128417672053351</id><published>2006-06-23T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T21:18:19.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my brother, the installation artist</title><summary type='text'>The work, Dog Orgy.Accountants may be considered dull by the general population -- but the most delightfully perverted beings are known to spring from their loins.A toast to Al and Sabrina on a job well done!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115128417672053351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115128417672053351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115128417672053351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115128417672053351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-brother-installation-artist.html' title='my brother, the installation artist'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-115023556149755144</id><published>2006-06-09T01:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T18:00:27.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a perfectly good reason to get dressed up</title><summary type='text'>Reply to: just come!Date: 2006-06-09, 1:09AM EDTI'm talking about the Four Seasons Centre for the Performing Arts Inaugural Gala Concert Simulcast in Nathan Phillips Square on Wednesday, June 14 at 7:30pm.Are you, like me, unable to shell out $150 for a gala ticket but excited by the prospect of getting dolled up? Come on down!So I'll be there, in my party dress, watching the simulcast in Nathan </summary><link rel='related' href='http://toronto.craigslist.org/stp/169622222.html' title='a perfectly good reason to get dressed up'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/115023556149755144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=115023556149755144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115023556149755144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/115023556149755144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/06/perfectly-good-reason-to-get-dressed.html' title='a perfectly good reason to get dressed up'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-114951580141431177</id><published>2006-06-05T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T21:27:34.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>malaise de l'orange by Weem</title><summary type='text'>I've developed a Sunday routine and I quite like it: Work the brunch shift. Take full advantage of the complimentary staff drink.Stop over at Soundscapes and make a purchase (CD or ticket). Buy some flowers for our sunny dining room. Get bananas. Go home and lounge around in my underwear for a few hours until Grey's Anatomy comes on.This past weekend, I decided to add another stop to my walk home</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/114951580141431177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=114951580141431177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114951580141431177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114951580141431177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/06/malaise-de-lorange-by-weem.html' title='&lt;i&gt;malaise de l&apos;orange&lt;/i&gt; by Weem'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-114900549503031864</id><published>2006-05-30T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T17:58:06.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>feces</title><summary type='text'> That word makes me giggle. Maybe it's the way you have to grimace when forming the word with your lips. Say it with me. Fee - seez.And poop. I think I prefer poop to poo. I like how the last p gives a gentle pop to end the word. Although saying poooooooo can also result in a funny face.))&lt;&gt;(( I can't explain to you why this topic fascinates me to no end. Thanks to Ceci for sending these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/114900549503031864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=114900549503031864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114900549503031864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114900549503031864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/05/feces.html' title='feces'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-114848510749278168</id><published>2006-05-24T11:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T15:20:48.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CSI: Horatio</title><summary type='text'>Call him hammy. I call him awesome.Only David Caruso can deliver those lines with such conviction. That rubbery face, the fiery floppy straw hair, the gravelly voice, the dimples. And the eyes, beady blue and piercing. *sigh*An homage to DC, on McSweeney's. Brilliant.Maybe it was the change in hair colour, but DC's role in the hugely underrated Hudson Hawk(1991) was forgettable. If you were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/114848510749278168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=114848510749278168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114848510749278168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114848510749278168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/05/csi-horatio.html' title='CSI: Horatio'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-114796633319359553</id><published>2006-05-18T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T10:43:12.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearest Sesame Butter</title><summary type='text'>You've been so good to me these past few years. And now the Body Shop has discontinued you, replacing you with Almond Butter.I will make an effort to purchase you every time I walk past a Body Shop. Then we can be together if not forever, then for a very long time.What I wouldn't give/do for a replicator. I suppose I could learn some science, apply for a job with the company and infiltrate the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/114796633319359553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=114796633319359553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114796633319359553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114796633319359553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/05/dearest-sesame-butter.html' title='Dearest Sesame Butter'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-114710404028901481</id><published>2006-05-08T11:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T12:06:51.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>if I knew this wouldn't creep you out</title><summary type='text'>big-screen bluish glow on your neckcan't follow the film, because all i want to do isto lean forwardtouchand linger</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/114710404028901481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=114710404028901481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114710404028901481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114710404028901481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-i-knew-this-wouldnt-creep-you-out.html' title='if I knew this wouldn&apos;t creep you out'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-114691786860333779</id><published>2006-05-06T08:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T19:58:01.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>comfort derived</title><summary type='text'>hot Campbell's green pea soup out of a mugcup and saucercold pat of unsalted butter on soft breadreal squeezes that linger, not half-assed hugscat purrs on my chest as i fall asleepfreesia in a sunny roommeals with the roommates and ensuing laughteran old cardiganfeeling bumpy walls beneath my fingertips tappity-tap rainputting on a clean pair of underwearbowel purge that only needs one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/114691786860333779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=114691786860333779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114691786860333779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114691786860333779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/05/comfort-derived.html' title='comfort derived'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-114668923870834984</id><published>2006-05-03T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T16:51:24.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>final performances this week...</title><summary type='text'>Absences at Premiere Dance TheatreSimi Rowen, Dancemakers.Photo by David Hou Review in the Globe &amp; Mail</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/114668923870834984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=114668923870834984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114668923870834984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114668923870834984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/05/final-performances-this-week.html' title='final performances this week...'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-114902068464201533</id><published>2006-04-30T16:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T16:26:43.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>P &amp; L in K-town</title><summary type='text'>Queen's Journal 1997-1998Grizzly Grill on Princess Street</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/114902068464201533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=114902068464201533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114902068464201533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114902068464201533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/04/p-l-in-k-town.html' title='P &amp; L in K-town'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-114609077141742372</id><published>2006-04-26T18:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T16:48:12.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I will miss them</title><summary type='text'> Absences at the Premiere Dance TheatreEve Egoyan, Dancemakers ensemblePhoto by David Hou Costumes by Heather MacCrimmonSet Design by Jay Gower TaylorLighting by Bonnie Beecher </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/114609077141742372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=114609077141742372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114609077141742372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114609077141742372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-will-miss-them.html' title='I will miss them'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-114597441379044596</id><published>2006-04-25T10:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T10:14:55.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>opening tonight</title><summary type='text'>Globe &amp; Mail interview with Serge, our Artistic Director, who will be leaving the company in July, after 16 years at the helm.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/114597441379044596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=114597441379044596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114597441379044596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114597441379044596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/04/opening-tonight.html' title='opening tonight'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-114523994267149368</id><published>2006-04-16T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T22:19:29.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>easter sunday</title><summary type='text'>1 lb of wings. naked.fat and gross and disgusting. me. alone in the dark.satisfied.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/114523994267149368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=114523994267149368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114523994267149368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114523994267149368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter-sunday.html' title='easter sunday'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-114434424111415887</id><published>2006-04-06T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T13:26:25.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Napoli is the new Santorum</title><summary type='text'>I post this not as a feminist, but as a humanist.A month ago, South Dakota passed a law preventing doctors from performing abortions except in cases defined by Republican senator Bill Napoli:A real-life description to me would be a rape victim, brutally raped, savaged. The girl was a virgin. She was religious. She planned on saving her virginity until she was married. She was brutalized and raped</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/114434424111415887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=114434424111415887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114434424111415887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114434424111415887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/04/napoli-is-new-santorum.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.smartbitchestrashybooks.com/billnapoli/&quot;&gt;Napoli&lt;/a&gt; is the new Santorum'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-114365180543839215</id><published>2006-03-29T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T12:03:25.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>red leather jacket</title><summary type='text'>Perfect weather for the leather jacket. But when I put it on this morning, I felt strange. Then I remembered. I wore it the last time you came back.Not like I'll be there when you come back today, but I opted for the trenchcoat instead.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/114365180543839215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=114365180543839215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114365180543839215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114365180543839215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/03/red-leather-jacket.html' title='red leather jacket'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553982.post-114364705169476743</id><published>2006-03-28T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T13:01:35.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>les demoiselles de rochefort</title><summary type='text'>Caught the Cinematheque Ontario screening of Les Demoiselles de Rochefort this evening. I had asked the boss earlier what he thought of the film and all he could tell me was "If you like French films, then you might like this." I could sense from his tone that he didn't love it.The house was packed. I had no idea what I was in for. I'd scanned the blurb and caught a few names that I'd recognized </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/feeds/114364705169476743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6553982&amp;postID=114364705169476743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114364705169476743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6553982/posts/default/114364705169476743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andromachebrie.blogspot.com/2006/03/les-demoiselles-de-rochefort.html' title='les demoiselles de rochefort'/><author><name>Lottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005199440141745006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/205913487_f8fb6a6960_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
