<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Mmmmpph on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/mmmmpph/</link><description>Recent content in Mmmmpph on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2014 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/mmmmpph/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>My Housekeeper Harriet 2</title><link>/stories/2014/07/12/my-housekeeper-harriet-2/</link><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/07/12/my-housekeeper-harriet-2/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;story continued from &lt;a href="myhousekeeperharriet.html"&gt;part one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is a true story taken from my diary for the year of 1990 and titled:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My Housekeeper Harriet&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Friday, May 24th, 1991 12:43 pm&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dear diary,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have the weekend free and plan on doing some self-bondage in the barn this weekend. I&amp;rsquo;m going to try to figure out an upside-down suspension that is easy to get into but slightly difficult, with elbows bound, to get out of. I have some ideas and want to be at least 10 feet in the air. More on that tomorrow, lunch over. Time to go back to work.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>It's Just a Game</title><link>/stories/2014/06/16/its-just-a-game/</link><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/06/16/its-just-a-game/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;A full house, that&amp;rsquo;s hard to beat. Just three ways it can be beat. I&amp;rsquo;m betting everything,&amp;rdquo; I thought.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I slowly push the chips to the center of the table and slowly withdraw my hand. I don&amp;rsquo;t grin, wink, sneeze, or even breathe for ten to fifteen seconds.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I watch my opponent carefully wondering what he will do. He lays his cards face down on the table and says, &amp;ldquo;Let&amp;rsquo;s make this interesting. Loser buying dinner is already a given but also gets tied up. Wanna bet??&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>My Housekeeper Harriet</title><link>/stories/2012/10/14/my-housekeeper-harriet/</link><pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/10/14/my-housekeeper-harriet/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This is a true story taken from my diary for the year of 1990 and titled:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My Housekeeper Harriet&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;September 28, 1990 Friday 8:30pm&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is the most bizarre entry to date. I had always hoped of something like this happening but never sure if I really wanted it to. Well, it did and I&amp;rsquo;m sure this is a one time deal. I&amp;rsquo;m just glad she took it in her stride and didn&amp;rsquo;t make things worse. I was embarrassed enough, so, maybe that&amp;rsquo;s why she didn&amp;rsquo;t make a fuss.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>