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	<title>Comments on: I am most brilliant when I&#8217;m sleepy</title>
	<link>http://www.onestarwatt.com/2007/12/27/i-am-most-brilliant-when-im-sleepy/</link>
	<description>You too can be an unemployed writer.</description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2008 09:39:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Ed Ho</title>
		<link>http://www.onestarwatt.com/2007/12/27/i-am-most-brilliant-when-im-sleepy/#comment-1100</link>
		<dc:creator>Ed Ho</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 18:12:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Benjamin Franklin used to fall asleep with a small cannon ball in his hand, because he would often have his best ideas just as he was falling asleep. The cannon ball would fall, he'd wake up just as he was dozing, then write down whatever he was thinking. That's why I never married the guy, 'cause I could never get no sleep for my next day at  work.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Benjamin Franklin used to fall asleep with a small cannon ball in his hand, because he would often have his best ideas just as he was falling asleep. The cannon ball would fall, he&#8217;d wake up just as he was dozing, then write down whatever he was thinking. That&#8217;s why I never married the guy, &#8217;cause I could never get no sleep for my next day at  work.</p>
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		<title>By: kp</title>
		<link>http://www.onestarwatt.com/2007/12/27/i-am-most-brilliant-when-im-sleepy/#comment-1083</link>
		<dc:creator>kp</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2007 17:56:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>hee hee! or what if our social code demanded that you go into the bathroom every time you had to hiccup, burp, yawn, clear your throat, laugh, sneeze, or cry. there would be a special crying cup, where you'd let your tears fall. you'd collect them until it filled up then pour them over a child's grave somewhere. now _I'm_ getting weird. thanks, lady. head on over to crazytown for a funny incident that happened this morning... xoxoxo</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>hee hee! or what if our social code demanded that you go into the bathroom every time you had to hiccup, burp, yawn, clear your throat, laugh, sneeze, or cry. there would be a special crying cup, where you&#8217;d let your tears fall. you&#8217;d collect them until it filled up then pour them over a child&#8217;s grave somewhere. now _I&#8217;m_ getting weird. thanks, lady. head on over to crazytown for a funny incident that happened this morning&#8230; xoxoxo</p>
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