<?xml version='1.0' encoding='windows-1252'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 02:37:57 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Cheap Thrills--Cheap, not free</title><description>An eclectic mix of the urbane and profane!</description><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-9003973902153572820</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 02:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-21T21:37:57.418-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>swing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Santa Clause</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>carols</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>music</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dance</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>talk show</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>holiday</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Christmas</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>live</category><title>'Zat you, Brian Setzer!</title><atom:summary type='text'>I am crazy about Christmas music in general, but this is one of my favorite tunes to dance to.  Enjoy, and Merry Christmas!</atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/12/zat-you-brian-setzer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-500401963481867588</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Dec 2009 18:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-06T13:32:39.037-05:00</atom:updated><title>Time Well Spent</title><atom:summary type='text'>Yes, I had about a million things to do this weekend, but sometimes you have to say screw it to laundry, homework, and grocery shopping and do things that will mean more than checking off a to-do list.And if a homemade cappuccino and giving the dead plant museum on my scrubby-looking patio a bit of a boost with some perky new flowers and once over with a stiff broom means that the dishes don't </atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/12/time-well-spent.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-3565761778558199241</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 03:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-20T22:15:47.947-05:00</atom:updated><title>Holiday Happy!</title><atom:summary type='text'>Okay, it took me a couple of times to get it:Holiday...cheer!  Clever!</atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/11/holiday-happy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-9211024001586381051</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 13:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-06T09:56:20.844-04:00</atom:updated><title>"Natural Fake...WHAAAT???!!"</title><atom:summary type='text'>Even adults have teachable moments.  Today's lesson: Listening SkillsFall has brought about my faithful return to morning sports radio, so I am getting to hear more commercials that you just don't hear anywhere else.  My coffee spit take today was brought to you courtesy of a Bud Light spot hawking tailgate merch.  As I took my first sip, I was positive I heard the pitchman ecstatically touting </atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/10/natural-fakewhaaat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-4414503849607286577</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 04:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-24T00:20:45.390-04:00</atom:updated><title>80's music - Part 1</title><atom:summary type='text'>I just love how they refer to the music of my youth as "oldies."  Ungrateful little basterds. If there was no Cyndi Lauper, there would be no Miley Cyrus, punks.  Hmmm...on the other hand...maybe we should apologize for that one.At any rate, I was listening today to a precursor of Cake...Nails' "88 Lines About 44 Women." Still love the beat, but for some reason the lyrics make me a little sad now</atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/09/80s-music-part-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-7382275916854507463</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 15:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-20T12:00:44.550-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Don't get me wrong.  I like online dating sites.  I never have much luck meeting men, but they are entertaining as hell. What I can't figure out is why would anyone under the age of 30 need one? The world is pretty much set up for youth to meet up and pair off.Anyway, I am posting this little exchange from my online life today.  I will not be posting the handle of the boy (yes I do mean boy...</atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/09/dont-get-me-wrong.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-1805374884670455847</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Aug 2009 13:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-27T09:23:07.670-04:00</atom:updated><title>What would you do?</title><atom:summary type='text'>Even people who never spend a cent on the lottery have had that winner's fantasy.  So the AJC, in a startling piece of journalism, decided to ask readers to post online what they would do if the won.  My favorite answer was from a very prudent reader, who said she would "Disappear." Sounds so much better than my heartfelt noodling on the subject:I would obviously pay off all my debts and then set</atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/08/what-would-you-do.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-8126312382620507269</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 02:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-13T22:49:24.717-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Vick is back!</title><atom:summary type='text'>Well, Michael Vick found a team who decided that abusing a few animals wasn't really such a big deal.Apparently, I am the only woman in Atlanta who thinks that Vick should be mucking out stables for 6 bucks an hour, not getting ready to suit up and earn millions on a gridiron.  That's okay, though.  I don't mind being a member of the sane minority. Really, I have to wonder, what kind of criminal </atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/08/vick-is-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-5956036281443127164</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2009 13:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-09T09:33:08.268-04:00</atom:updated><title>Sunday! Yes, I said Sunday, dammit!</title><atom:summary type='text'>I have been reading news headlines for the last hour.  There is no good news. So I think today is a good day to break out the waffle iron.  Who's with me?!!!</atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/08/sunday-yes-i-said-sunday-dammit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-220243589527275892</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 21:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T18:12:07.205-04:00</atom:updated><title>He took a hike, all right.  All the way to South America.</title><atom:summary type='text'>You know it is a slow news day when the AP assigns reporters to call up every governor in America to ask "what are you doing?"Maybe we should put them all on Twitter.  Would have loved the see the post from Gov. Sandford last week. "Having empanadas and a nice red wine after spending the day schtupping my mistress! Shhh...don't tell the wife!"  Whoops, that was more than 140, wasn't it? Still, </atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/06/he-took-hike-all-right-all-way-to-south.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-8471268079982118698</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 11:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T18:14:39.359-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>public art</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>North Carolina</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Joseph Carnevale</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>traffic barrel sculpture</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>artist arrested</category><title>"What are you in for, kid?"   "Creativity."</title><atom:summary type='text'>I am always willing to give an artist a pass when the art is clever, cool and thought-provoking. Like this traffic barrel sculpture by Joseph Carnevale.  Too bad the cops in Raleigh didn't have much of a sense of humor.  You know, if even the company that owns the materials doesn't want to press charges, then why make a case out of it?  Laugh into your coffee cups and let him go.</atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/06/what-are-you-in-for-kid-creativity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-1423528590083577522</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 16:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-26T12:58:01.685-04:00</atom:updated><title>Job security</title><atom:summary type='text'>Okay, I am officially never going to another outdoor ATM until the employment figures improve:</atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/03/job-security.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-8837855848983350567</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Mar 2009 01:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-23T22:12:05.999-04:00</atom:updated><title>Turn the other cheek...and they'll slap it, too</title><atom:summary type='text'>I love my mother, but sometimes I wish she had raised me to be less polite and more of a bitch. I am hard-wired by decades of home training to smile and eat sh*t politely, with a knife and fork, when what I really want to do is go nuclear on some cretin that absolutely deserves it.Currently the cretin in question is a sour, lazy, useless lump of flesh that works as the evening parking man at my </atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/03/turn-other-cheekand-theyll-slap-it-too.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-4333833767156782621</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 12:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-05T07:51:35.831-05:00</atom:updated><title>A Winning Skin!</title><atom:summary type='text'>I love this!  Even though the only Mac I currently own sits in my makeup drawer, I think this is freakin' cool! Unboxing XSKN at Mac World from Sukhjit Ghag on Vimeo.  I love simple solutions for problems.  They are universally elegant. Oh, someday, Mac you shall be mine!</atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/03/winning-skin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-3704260943582384560</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 16:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-23T12:31:38.281-05:00</atom:updated><title>NY Post is missing a link</title><atom:summary type='text'>I tend to be overly forgiving when it comes to gaffes, faux-pas, and general stupidity, but I have to send a back-of-head smack to the NY Post's ed-in-chief Col Allan on this one.  I'm going to give a pass to cartoonist Sean Delonas, because a cartoonist is bound to create images that push the envelope.  That's what they do.  But, Allan, old chap,  the reason you have a job with the word "EDITOR"</atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/02/ny-post-is-missing-link.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-7467589344558826500</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2009 15:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-17T11:16:47.431-05:00</atom:updated><title>Sirius-ly?</title><atom:summary type='text'>I can't even wrap my head around investing $530 million in something as ailing as Sirius Radio. Especially in an economy where people are being forced to cut back on the luxuries they used to afford themselves. Satellite radio is just another semi-pricey gimmick for the "inconvenience intolerant." God forbid we should be forced to listen to yet another car ad, or local restaurant pitch, when for </atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/02/sirius-ly.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-2018643700718672481</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2009 15:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-31T11:24:38.575-05:00</atom:updated><title>A New Day in America...</title><atom:summary type='text'>Racism is just one of the many human foibles that has never made any sense to me.  It defies logic, which I guess is one of the reasons you can't stamp it out.  I mean, read a newspaper for one week, and you have concrete evidence in black and white (no pun intended) that no one race has cornered the market on cruelty, stupidity, savagery, greed, atrocity...it's everywhere, the human condition.  </atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/01/new-day-in-america.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-5370191126130019355</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 04:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-29T00:12:37.146-05:00</atom:updated><title>Talkin' 'Bout  Bad, Bad Girls</title><atom:summary type='text'>Quick! In 101 Dalmations, what was the name of that nice woman who owned Perdy?  How about that sweet guy who owned Pongo? No peeking! Can’t remember, can you? Now, what was the name of the evil, dissipated, puppy-skin coat desiring she-devil? Didn’t even have to reach for it, did you?  Cruella DeVil.  And I bet when her name crossed your mind, it was in a little melody…”Cru-ella De-Vil, Cru-ella</atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/01/quick-in-101-dalmations-what-was-name.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-6468042813713359305</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 17:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-12T13:07:14.857-05:00</atom:updated><title>Retro Rewind--Minus the Leg Warmers!</title><atom:summary type='text'>So, today I have gone totally retro!  I loaded up my player with 80's classics, slipped into my Payless brand, fake-Vans and came to work, ready to ska, skank and pogo.I know exactly why there are so many nostalgia radio stations hanging around.  When you feel older than dirt, and life is dragging you down, you need to throw on some music that reminds you of being a kid.  If hear "Alive and </atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2009/01/retro-rewind-minus-leg-warmers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-6110422489162864065</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 15:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-03T11:38:29.890-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>opinion</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>bailout</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Auto industry</category><title>The Four-Letter Word That Threw Me</title><atom:summary type='text'>I typically think of myself as shockproof. My ears have been assaulted with every known curse word in at least 3 different languages, litanies of vilely phrased threats, and graphic descriptions of everything from other people's medical procedures to the details of their sex lives. I don't even flinch anymore. Yawn! However, as I was driving home last night enjoying a spirited debate on sports </atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2008/12/four-letter-word-that-threw-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-9072894728693502572</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Nov 2008 07:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-25T02:26:41.818-05:00</atom:updated><title>test</title><atom:summary type='text'>test</atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2008/11/test.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-8377988127027052869</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2008 23:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-21T19:57:59.215-04:00</atom:updated><title>30 Minute Meals?  I don't think so, Rache!</title><atom:summary type='text'>If there is anything on earth that tastes as great as gnocchi, the government is probably hiding it in a lab somewhere.  It rules!!!  Fast, easy to cook and self-timing.  Unlike other pasta there's no throw-it-against-the-wall, or bite test to see if it's ready.  Dump it in boiling water, and when it floats to the top it's done.  Usually in about 3 minutes.  Score!So, gnocchi and mushrooms is </atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2008/10/30-minute-meals-i-dont-think-so-rache.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-2607452152904998106</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2008 23:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-20T19:44:39.915-04:00</atom:updated><title>Boxed In</title><atom:summary type='text'>"We recycle absolutely EVERYTHING!"My friend Heather was, as usual, trumpeting her green-ness at me long distance. Heather is very green.  Heather and husband eat nothing that was produced more than 100 miles from where she lives (not counting the Imported German beers and fine Italian wines they favor.) Heather does not wear fur (fine leather shoes and bags do not disturb her conscience, though.</atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2008/10/boxed-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-8276196402060789259</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Dec 2007 18:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-06T13:46:22.813-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>strike</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Carson Daly</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>NBC</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>talk show</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Writers</category><title>Carson Daly---Strike breaker!</title><atom:summary type='text'>What a putz!  Carson Daly crossed the picket line and started up production of his talk show again, in total defiance of the writers' strike.  Not that I needed another reason to despise the colossal schmuck, but if ever there was a more valid one, this is it.Oh, and I just love his little noble back patting.  "Oh well, if I didn't, my people would be laid off."  Yeah, right.  Let's see this for </atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2007/12/carson-daly-strike-breaker.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889481.post-8797275544163608702</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 14:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-05T11:13:41.831-04:00</atom:updated><title>The pencils, the pencils...they call to me.</title><atom:summary type='text'>People often ask me if I miss being a teacher.   I usually just smile and say, "not too much," while the real answer plays in my head: "I miss my paycheck, but that's about it."But lately, I've had kind of an utz, a sort of nagging, vaguely depressed feeling.  Like something was missing.   Then, over the course of the Labor Day Sale weekend, I figured it out.  I am suffering from school supply </atom:summary><link>http://www.jaymischeapthrills.com/2007/09/pencils-pencilsthey-call-to-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaymi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>