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	<title>The Bridge Beat</title>
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		<title>The Party</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The Scene:
Sir Opti and I are on the way to a friend&#8217;s Sunday afternoon party.  We pull up to a very lovely colonial home with a well-manicured lawn in the west suburbs.   We proceed to walk to the backyard.  We narrow in on an object in the backyard.  We come to a quick realization that [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Lilith Fail</title>
		<description><![CDATA[On Saturday, July 17th, thousands of women and 8 men stood in line with no shade and 100 degree heat to relive a concert that epitomized the late 90s &#8212; Lilith Fair.  However, the only thing this day ended up epitomizing was the phrase, you can&#8217;t go back home.  Save for the last 3 performers [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Ada &amp; My Confession</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Ada, my mother, is not the greatest listener.  And by not the greatest, I mean she listens not at all.  When I was getting ready for school and eating breakfast in the kitchen, my mother would be bombarding me with questions while at the same time getting distracted by the crumbs on the counter, my [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thebridgebeat.com/2010/07/ada-my-confession/</link>
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		<title>Chicago and Independence Day</title>
		<description><![CDATA[On this July 4th as we celebrate our country&#8217;s independence from the red coats, by lighting fireworks, drinking Bud Light and relishing in the by-products of our capitalistic endeavors (lake houses, gas grills, el caminos),  I would like to feature some of the unique things about our independent country:
1.) Let us be proud of red, white and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thebridgebeat.com/2010/07/chicago-and-independence-day/</link>
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		<title>Java’ing in Iowa City</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Chicago:
Population: 2,833,321
# of housing units: 1,152,868
Size: 227 square miles
Coffee scene &#8212; 0.
Iowa City:
Population: 62,649
# of housing units: 26,083
Size: 24 square miles
Coffee scene:  is and will always be &#8212; The Java House
Behold, friends and readers and those who fall into both categories, the best coffee in the world.
As an alumni of University of Iowa, I expected [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thebridgebeat.com/2010/06/javaing-in-iowa-city/</link>
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		<title>One Year Anniversary</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sir Opti and I will be celebrating our 1 year anniversary this Saturday.  But because no one reads blogs on Saturdays, I post this for you dear readers, on Thursday.
A year has flown by and I am excited to say that I&#8217;ve learned a few things in the honeyest of this honeymoon year.
1.) No one [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thebridgebeat.com/2010/06/one-year-anniversary/</link>
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		<title>Best Gift Ever</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Can I help you find something, Miss?&#8221;
&#8220;Yes, you can.  I&#8217;m looking for these nipple strips that help test your alcohol level for safety.&#8221;
&#8220;Oh, those just came in.  Right this way.&#8221;
Would you believe me if I said that this conversation happened at a Babies R Us?  What you have just witnessed, my friends, is a quest [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thebridgebeat.com/2010/06/best-gift-ever/</link>
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		<title>Traffic &amp; The Flake-out</title>
		<description><![CDATA[One hour.  What can be done in one hour?
a.  Watch an HBO television program
b. Make fajitas
c. Drive to Rockford Illinois
d. Drive around Old Town looking for a parking spot within a one mile radius during their annual street fest all the while dodging drunken idiots with sweet dream catchers and rageful cabs with not-so-sweet car [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thebridgebeat.com/2010/06/traffic-the-flake-out/</link>
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		<title>Top 5 Guilty Pleasures</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When you sit at your computer for 45 minutes trying to come up with something to say, I say this.  Start a list.  My list tonight:  The Bridge&#8217;s Top 5 Guilty Pleasures.
1.) Watching the Singer Songwriter infomercial over and over &#8230; and over again

After a long night of drinking in college, most [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thebridgebeat.com/2010/06/top-5-guilty-pleasures/</link>
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		<title>R.I.P. Potato Salad</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Potato Salad.  What&#8217;s the first thing you think of?  Pot lucks.  Family Reunions.  Spanish Moss.  Barbecues.  Exactly!
Therefore, when I went to a barbecue last weekend, I brought with me potato salad.  
I was in Jewel looking at the deliciously average prepared food and thinking to myself, &#8220;Gee, this [...]]]></description>
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