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&lt;p&gt;The current things that put a smile on my face are:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;The mile-high chocolate cake at Claim Jumper.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="file:///tmp/moz-screenshot.png" alt=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///tmp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt=""&gt;&lt;img id="cid_1087125" src="/files/claimjumpercake1298951419.jpg" alt="Claim Jumper chocolate cake" hspace="5px" width="285"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This thing is HU MON GUS.&amp;nbsp; Six of us split it between us and vibrated on the chocolate content, yum.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;===== &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mardi Gras and their live &lt;a href="http://www.nola.com/live/"&gt;web cam&lt;/a&gt; feeds of the parades and party going.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You can feel like you're there, especially if you have a Hurrican drink in hand.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;=====&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Finding green under Chicago's melting snow.&amp;nbsp; Believe me, that was a lot of snow to melt.&amp;nbsp; Fortunately, it melted slowly so we didn't have to deal with floods.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;=====&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Signing up new locations for my book events.&amp;nbsp; The next one is &lt;a href="#!/pages/Noreen-Natale-Author-Page/155367307824815"&gt;March 6th&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;=====&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A new Aldi that opened within walking distance of my house.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;=====&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Let's not forget the entertaining mayorial quotes we'll soon be getting once Rahm officially takes the reigns in Chicago!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

</description><link>http://open.salon.com/blog/kris_t_parker/2011/02/28/new_favorite_things_alysas_open_call</link><guid>http://open.salon.com/blog/kris_t_parker/2011/02/28/new_favorite_things_alysas_open_call</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2011 23:02:59 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>The book events went well</title><description>

&lt;p&gt;I had two book events last week and I have to tell you that I'm enjoying this reinvention of myself.&amp;nbsp; I'm on an exciting new path leading me ... somewhere.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The 1/20 event was in a near suburb of Chicago (Wood Dale, IL).&amp;nbsp; The very first person to walk in to room had a huge surprise for me.&amp;nbsp; In fact, she was the surprise!&amp;nbsp; She grew up across the street from me and I haven't seen her since I was 17. &amp;nbsp; How amazing is that?&amp;nbsp; She saw my name posted in her library's newsletter and thought there can't be that many people with a name like that.&amp;nbsp; She was right.&amp;nbsp; I seem to be the only one on the planet with my name (an Irish first name and an Italian last name).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;How wonderful to open a door that's been closed for so long.&amp;nbsp; We have plans to meet up with our old black and white photographs and memories.&amp;nbsp; If that wasn't interesting enough, she lives two houses away from a friend that I met because I worked with her son. Ah, the interesting ties that we make and rediscover.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The second event was on 1/22.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="/blog/noisynora"&gt;Noisy Nora&lt;/a&gt; showed up with her camera to record the event.&amp;nbsp; I also made a connection there that may get me interviewed on a cable access program.&amp;nbsp; I seem to be having a lot of serendipitous meetings lately. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;img id="cid_1038383" src="/files/dscn45331295995798.jpg" alt="Noreen Natale at book reading" hspace="5px" width="285"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img id="cid_1038386" src="/files/dscn45381295995879.jpg" alt="Noreen Natale book signing" hspace="5px" width="285"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm sure there are more adventures to come. &lt;/p&gt;

</description><link>http://open.salon.com/blog/kris_t_parker/2011/01/25/the_book_events_went_well</link><guid>http://open.salon.com/blog/kris_t_parker/2011/01/25/the_book_events_went_well</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2011 17:01:54 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Invitation to my reading on 1/22</title><description>

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you're on the northwest side of Chicago this Saturday at Noon you're&amp;nbsp; welcome to hear me reading some funny stories about working, not working, dogs and my urban childhood.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You've had a taste of my stories about work since that's how this blog got started.&amp;nbsp; I've experimented here with some of the urban childhood stories, including the story of when the astronauts came to town when I was in grammar school.&amp;nbsp; That story made it into the book. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The book is "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/My-Humors-Working-Even-Not/dp/145366288X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1295321255&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;My Humor's Working (Even if I'm Not)&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; (follow the link to Amazon)." The reading will take place at noon on January 22, 2011 at:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mather's &lt;em&gt;more than a cafe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7134 West Higgins&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chicago, IL 60656&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;773.774.4804&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let me know if you can make it.&amp;nbsp; It would be wonderful to get an OS group together.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Noreen &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

</description><link>http://open.salon.com/blog/kris_t_parker/2011/01/17/invitation_to_my_reading_on_122</link><guid>http://open.salon.com/blog/kris_t_parker/2011/01/17/invitation_to_my_reading_on_122</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2011 22:01:50 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Zombies on Harlem Avenue</title><description>

&lt;p&gt;Mrs. G asked me to drive her to K-Mart for a couple of lamps.&amp;nbsp; I agreed to drive her and I got her back home four hours later.&amp;nbsp; Mrs. G is in her 80s and has eight toes so she moves pretty slowly, although the shopping cart helps.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Leave the cane in the car," she tells me when I pull up to the K-Mart entrance.&amp;nbsp; "Hop out of the car and grab the cart from that woman.&amp;nbsp; I'll just lean on that 'til you go park the car."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was 11am on a week day.&amp;nbsp; There weren't many cars in the lot so I thought it would be a short excursion, silly me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mrs. G wanted to get dog food "It's on sale for $9.99. It's regularly $15.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and the lamps.&amp;nbsp; I need two lamps for the living room."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She picked up the lamps "Oh look, these are just $11."&amp;nbsp; I caught the lamp in mid air as she tossed it into the cart.&amp;nbsp; "Here, let me get the second one for you," I offered before he had a chance to break that one with a careless toss into the cart.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She moved the cart at a snail's pace and stopped to look at every shiny object.&amp;nbsp; I grew restless and offered to find out where the pet food was located.&amp;nbsp; I walked nearly every square foot of the store before finding a single employee on the floor, or the pet-food area.&amp;nbsp; He told me which section held the dog food so I walked there thinking Mrs. G might have found it already.&amp;nbsp; She hadn't.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;I went back to the area where I left her.&amp;nbsp; She wasn't there.&amp;nbsp; I started a quick-paced walk like when a mother loses a child in a store.&amp;nbsp; That pace wasn't necessary so I slowed down.&amp;nbsp; I strolled from section to section. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was getting warm in the place, so I took off my winter cap and jammed it into my pocket.&amp;nbsp; I unzipped my jacket as I looked up aisles in search of a gray-haired person dressed in black slowly pushing a shopping cart.&amp;nbsp; There were dozens of them, all with the same zombie pace, slowly going nowhere just happy to get out of the house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then it dawned on me.&amp;nbsp; She just wanted to get out of the house.&amp;nbsp; I stood or strolled around the dog food aisle. Eventually, she showed up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"I have a coupon for a free meal at IHOP if we buy one meal.&amp;nbsp; Then we can go to Butara for a few groceries."&amp;nbsp; I got her back home at 3pm.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I got home she said that her lamp shades don't fit those lamps.&amp;nbsp; "Let's go back next week.&amp;nbsp; I'll get another coupon for our lunch."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I can see this turning into a weekly event.&amp;nbsp; I wonder why the other zombies didn't have any drivers with them?&amp;nbsp; Maybe there's a driver's meet up going on somewhere. &lt;/p&gt;
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</description><link>http://open.salon.com/blog/kris_t_parker/2011/01/16/zombies_on_harlem_avenue</link><guid>http://open.salon.com/blog/kris_t_parker/2011/01/16/zombies_on_harlem_avenue</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Jan 2011 23:01:21 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Create your own reality</title><description>

&lt;p&gt;Two people go through the same experience and come away either amused or despondent.&amp;nbsp; Which one are you?&lt;/p&gt;
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