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	<description>let me count the ways</description>
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		<title>and that&#039;s how i became a man</title>
		<description><![CDATA[it is intuitively obvious to the most casual observer that my blog presence is on the fast track&#8212;slow track? i cannot decide which&#8212;to obsolete irrelevance. i offer as evidence the distance between this entry and the prior.
perhaps ironically, the largest contributing factor is an electronic enabler they call &#34;iphone.&#34; it&#39;s easier now to examine the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://misteranthropic.com/201202/and-thats-how-i-became-a-man/</link>
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		<title>dad-voice practice</title>
		<description><![CDATA[the timing of this entry is fitting, given the topic of my last.
anyway. you GUYS, have you heard the news? of course you have, because it was such a shock to everyone that they couldn&#39;t talk about anything else for weeks. remember?
so. i&#39;m a little stressed about the whole thing. big surprise, i know, but [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://misteranthropic.com/201008/dad-voice-practice/</link>
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		<title>tense</title>
		<description><![CDATA[amazing what one can find in the piles of stuff in one&#39;s basement. an old box has the potential to become a wayback machine.



Tense
Out in some field smelling vaguely old and of aspirin
and the evening’s warm indulgences you dissolve: turn
back seeing stars and recall to memory’s language the thin
outline of Oregon crabgrass toe-thick and the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://misteranthropic.com/201006/tense/</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[internets, it is hard to get back in a habit once you are out of the habit.
i have this short story that&#39;s been bouncing around in my head on and off for the last .. six years? seven? a hell of a long time. it&#39;s mostly written but it will never be done getting written. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://misteranthropic.com/201004/internets-it-is-hard-to/</link>
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		<title>WASTE: secure file sharing for the extremely intelligent</title>
		<description><![CDATA[guys, i have something to share with you. you&#39;ll love it, and if you don&#39;t love it, i won&#39;t love you.
WASTE is a program that allows you to make selected data available to a small, trusted group of other WASTE users, and to transmit that data in a pretentiously secure manner. the bits flow directly, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://misteranthropic.com/201003/waste-secure-file-sharing-for-the-extremely-intelligent/</link>
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		<title>observations, scientific and otherwise</title>
		<description><![CDATA[it&#39;s been seven hours and fifteen five days since she took her love car away. long enough for me to compile an ordered list, of things, just in time for her to come home to.



she claims the covers end up on my side of the bed in the morning because i pull them that way [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://misteranthropic.com/201003/observations-scientific-and-otherwise/</link>
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		<title>i have this recurring dream</title>
		<description><![CDATA[where the world is divided down an artificial political line and all anyone cares about is the latest gadget and they all read celebrity mags and they&#39;re all filled with vitriol and all the food contains high fructose corn syrup and the corporations have the power and rush limbaugh talks and government grows more opaque [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://misteranthropic.com/201001/i-have-this-recurring-dream/</link>
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		<title>on the fifteenth day of guy-love</title>
		<description><![CDATA[the world was on fire
no one could save me but you
strange what desire will make foolish people do
i never dreamed that i&#39;d meet somebody like you
and i never dreamed that i&#39;d lose somebody like you
no, i don&#39;t want to fall in love
no, i don&#39;t want to fall in love
with hoth
with hoth
what a wicked game you [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://misteranthropic.com/200912/on-the-fifteenth-day-of-guy-love/</link>
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		<title>the space between</title>
		<description><![CDATA[okay, seriously. a lot of the time i complain that i have no idea what&#39;s going on, and most of the time it&#39;s hyperbole or for dramatic effect or whatever. usually.
lately though, i feel like there&#39;s this whole separate universe being played out around me and i&#39;m utterly not a part of it. as though [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://misteranthropic.com/200912/the-space-between/</link>
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		<title>on the second day of guy-love</title>
		<description><![CDATA[every night in my dreams
i see hoss
i feel hoss
that is how i know hoss goes on
far across the distance
and spaces between us
hoss has come to show hoss goes on
near, far, wherever hoss are
i believe that the heart does go on
once more hoss opens the door
and you&#39;re here in my heart
and my heart will go on [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://misteranthropic.com/200912/on-the-second-day-of-guy-love/</link>
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		<title>on the first day of guy-love</title>
		<description><![CDATA[probably exactly one person in the world will appreciate this, or my next [small integer] posts. but that&#39;s okay; in fact that&#39;s rather the point.
ahem.


she was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
i said don&#39;t mind, but what do you mean i am the one
who will dance on the floor in the round
she [...]]]></description>
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