<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:45:43.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristi Wachter - Who is she?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-8498893988063627921</id><published>2007-09-12T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T23:08:32.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toys</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, I'll let you in on a little secret.  Robots.  Hate 'em.  Always have.  Even as a kid, I hated the cold, heartless things.  Gave me the creeps, actually.  I always thought free-thinking and alive was the way to go.  Still do.  Some things never change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-8498893988063627921?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8498893988063627921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8498893988063627921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/09/toys.html' title='Toys'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-8034055515453897897</id><published>2007-09-07T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T22:27:36.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollin' along</title><content type='html'>As time goes by, things get brought to light, Kristi Wacher.  Call me crazy, but more light is, well, better.  Decisions made in darkness lead to lies.  It's gotta be true, or there ain't no money in it.  Gotta be the truth, Kristi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-8034055515453897897?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8034055515453897897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8034055515453897897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/09/rollin-along.html' title='Rollin&apos; along'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-233657274897191603</id><published>2007-08-31T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T20:16:03.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost Labor Day</title><content type='html'>Is your garbage safe?  Do you know if Kristi Wachter will be paying a homeless person to go through your garbage?   Hmmm.  Wonder what she's really doing and who pays her to pay the dumpster diver?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-233657274897191603?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/233657274897191603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/233657274897191603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-almost-labor-day.html' title='It&apos;s almost Labor Day'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-5810689977631719802</id><published>2007-08-22T23:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T23:48:38.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm happy</title><content type='html'>I'm happy when I tell the truth.  It thrills me when I learn the truth.  Unlike Kristi Wachter, I don't find it in the garbage, bought and paid for by a dumpster-diver.   That's just wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-5810689977631719802?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5810689977631719802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5810689977631719802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-happy.html' title='I&apos;m happy'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-260601578241625574</id><published>2007-08-15T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T23:54:43.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By the way . . .</title><content type='html'>Back to the original question.  Who is Kristi Wachter anyway?  Still pondering this one, folks.  There's some insight to be had here, I'm certain.   A complicated person, maybe.  A truthful person, you decide.  A person with her own hidden agenda, for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-260601578241625574?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/260601578241625574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/260601578241625574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/08/by-way.html' title='By the way . . .'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-1011607648773729843</id><published>2007-08-09T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T10:36:12.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Try it</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, have you been trying your new tactic -- the truth?  Yeah, if it's not, it should be the new tactic!  Not paying the homeless to dig through the trash.  Not twisting the ideas to suit your ends.  The truth is not your version of the truth.  It is what it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-1011607648773729843?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1011607648773729843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1011607648773729843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/08/try-it.html' title='Try it'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-6233370518665310454</id><published>2007-08-02T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T13:39:49.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go girl, go!</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, you can do it.  Think about it . . . don't look in the dumpster for your "answers."  And don't pay anyone else to do it for you.  Lessons of life to be learned.  You can do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-6233370518665310454?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6233370518665310454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6233370518665310454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/08/go-girl-go.html' title='Go girl, go!'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-7461641709679762691</id><published>2007-07-22T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T20:36:24.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston, we have a problem</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, hear me out.  For one, I'm not buying the idea that people are dumb, make the wrong choices and you're the one to save them.  Not me!  In fact, that's offensive.  I'll make my own decisions, thank you very much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-7461641709679762691?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7461641709679762691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7461641709679762691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/07/houston-we-have-problem.html' title='Houston, we have a problem'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-3651597419816133405</id><published>2007-07-16T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:32:23.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think about it</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, who's watching the people who are manipulating people's minds with psychotropic drugs?   Rather, destroying people's minds with  psychotropic drugs.  It's a messy business, especially with all those suicides to have to deal with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-3651597419816133405?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/3651597419816133405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/3651597419816133405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/07/think-about-it.html' title='Think about it'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-5420880909198292583</id><published>2007-07-15T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T19:48:09.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We can't hear you</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, people only want to hear the truth --  anything else is la, la, la la . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-5420880909198292583?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5420880909198292583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5420880909198292583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-cant-hear-you.html' title='We can&apos;t hear you'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-5025378776866095203</id><published>2007-07-14T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T15:29:24.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How's it goin'?</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, how is that working for you?  You know, the idea that the psychiatric industry can be trusted because there's government oversight?  Sleep well at night knowing that all's well?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-5025378776866095203?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5025378776866095203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5025378776866095203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/07/hows-it-goin.html' title='How&apos;s it goin&apos;?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-8618810841483580497</id><published>2007-07-12T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T13:47:35.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your truth should be the same as my truth</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, truth is truth is truth.  A rose by any other name...  Right?  What is the truth?  And why do you get yours from the dumpster (literally)??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-8618810841483580497?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8618810841483580497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8618810841483580497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/07/your-truth-should-be-same-as-my-truth.html' title='Your truth should be the same as my truth'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-3680401422481979631</id><published>2007-06-29T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T22:49:53.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rose-colored glasses or not</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, how's the world you find yourself in?  Let's see,  you've been known to get your information from dumpster-divers, you feel safe knowing that psychiatric lock-ups have "government oversight" so they're okay . . . wait a minute.   That's a helluva world to live in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-3680401422481979631?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/3680401422481979631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/3680401422481979631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/06/rose-colored-glasses-or-not.html' title='Rose-colored glasses or not'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-1642277544414297662</id><published>2007-06-26T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T21:51:23.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh ouch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kristi Wachter, have you noticed how your pet "psychiatry" is getting a black eye in the public's mind lately?  Guess your claim that's it okay because there's "government oversight" is of no consequence.  I've been meaning to ask, where did that idea come from anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-1642277544414297662?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1642277544414297662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1642277544414297662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-ouch.html' title='Oh ouch!'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-5861926583487180516</id><published>2007-06-25T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T23:06:17.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Nuf</title><content type='html'>Insist on the truth, Kristi Wachter.  Yeah, that means you, me and everyone else!  Especially you, actually.   'Cause there's been some untruth out there about this and that.  You know what I mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-5861926583487180516?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5861926583487180516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5861926583487180516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/06/nuf.html' title='&apos;Nuf'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-7084881552433416946</id><published>2007-06-24T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T22:03:11.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not feeling well?</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, your support of psychiatrists and their mind-numbing substances, is taking quite a hit (bad pun intended) in the media, what with school shootings, suicides and everything. What happened to your idea that it was all okay "with government oversight"? Working for whom?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-7084881552433416946?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7084881552433416946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7084881552433416946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/06/sick.html' title='Not feeling well?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-472332421081522464</id><published>2007-06-21T20:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T20:19:35.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Solstice</title><content type='html'>Hello Kristi Wachter, bathe in the light (so to speak) of the longest day of the year.   That's figurative for  let-things-out-in-the-open, now-is-the-time-to-tell-the-truth.  Making my point?  Good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-472332421081522464?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/472332421081522464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/472332421081522464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/06/summer-solstice.html' title='Summer Solstice'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-3280456667490033880</id><published>2007-06-20T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:01:33.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, I'm sure you're looking forward to spring, like the rest of us.  It's a time for renewal and reaffirming belief in what's good in the world.   There's nothing as good as the truth.  Clean, undiluted truth.  How 'bout it, Kristi?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-3280456667490033880?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/3280456667490033880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/3280456667490033880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/06/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-9193068129389001552</id><published>2007-06-07T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T13:12:39.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Summertime</title><content type='html'>And the livin' is easy.  Time to turn over a new leaf, Kristi Wachter.  Come clean.  Tell us what you're up to and who's behind you!  Okay, who's in front of you, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-9193068129389001552?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/9193068129389001552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/9193068129389001552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-summertime.html' title='It&apos;s Summertime'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-8145118731493107312</id><published>2007-05-24T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:52:52.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop it</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, what are you fighting for?  Almost Memorial Day and all, but stop it!  Stop fighting people who only mean well.  Stop fighting yourself, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-8145118731493107312?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8145118731493107312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8145118731493107312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/05/stop-it.html' title='Stop it'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-163126626254748357</id><published>2007-05-21T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:57:53.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you awake in there?!</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, here's an I'm-trying-to send-you-a-message message.  A knock-knock-anybody-home message.  You listenin'?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-163126626254748357?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/163126626254748357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/163126626254748357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/05/are-you-awake-in-there.html' title='Are you awake in there?!'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-4211297994798948053</id><published>2007-05-20T23:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T23:35:41.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just that it's frustrating</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, I know you know what you're doing.  So, stop it.  Put a halt to the lies, the deceit.  And besides, supporting psychiatry is so old school, so unbecoming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-4211297994798948053?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4211297994798948053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4211297994798948053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-just-that-its-frustrating.html' title='It&apos;s just that it&apos;s frustrating'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-172173587428938099</id><published>2007-05-18T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:59:06.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Occupation -- puppet?</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, who are you?  Sincere, caring, genuine?  Or, not what you seem?  Hey, what do you seem to be anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-172173587428938099?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/172173587428938099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/172173587428938099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/05/occupation-puppet.html' title='Occupation -- puppet?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-574952382169096556</id><published>2007-05-17T23:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:59:20.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mockingbird</title><content type='html'>Oh, Kristi Wachter, you mock us. You mock the ones that you mislead. You mock the idea that people can decide for themselves. You sing the praises of freedom, but support those who are afraid of freedom. Oh, I'm philosophical tonight . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-574952382169096556?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/574952382169096556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/574952382169096556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/05/mockingbird.html' title='Mockingbird'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-4703394592384879934</id><published>2007-05-15T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T23:16:19.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on, you can do it</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter. People get in hot water for telling lies, I've heard. Frowned upon. Discouraged. Made ridicule of. I jest, it's just not a good idea or a great indoor sport. Try telling the truth once in a while (to start, that is).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-4703394592384879934?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4703394592384879934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4703394592384879934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/05/come-on-you-can-do-it.html' title='Come on, you can do it'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-1198239795515493840</id><published>2007-05-14T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T23:56:11.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma'am, can you spare a truth?</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, honesty is its own reward.  Get some!  You're the one who looks yourself in the mirror and wonders who you are.  Stop being the puppet and get ahold of those strings that pull on you.  You could even run your own show, but an honest show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-1198239795515493840?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1198239795515493840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1198239795515493840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/05/maam-can-you-spare-truth.html' title='Ma&apos;am, can you spare a truth?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-8496402115033172132</id><published>2007-05-13T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T23:59:39.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you know one?</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ms. Kristi Wachter, "I'm not telling the truth so why listen to me."  Give it up and admit it! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-8496402115033172132?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8496402115033172132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8496402115033172132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/05/would-you-know-one.html' title='Would you know one?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-3400603160421276100</id><published>2007-05-10T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:58:14.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah yeah yeah</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter.  How's the truth going for you?  Yeah, the truth.  I mean real reality.  Tell the truth and quit complaining about others doing what you are doing yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-3400603160421276100?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/3400603160421276100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/3400603160421276100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/05/yeah-yeah-yeah.html' title='Yeah yeah yeah'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-7596510984569900551</id><published>2007-05-07T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T22:47:27.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on!</title><content type='html'>You can do it, Kristi Wachter.  Tell the truth.  Admit it, it'll feel good.  Stop the lies and the facade.  Fake, fake, fake.  It doesn't even sound real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-7596510984569900551?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7596510984569900551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7596510984569900551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/05/come-on.html' title='Come on!'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-4048620658255375148</id><published>2007-05-06T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T22:44:17.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tried it on yet?</title><content type='html'>No, not the cone of silence, Kristi Wachter.  The coat of truth.  Try it on for size.  It could fit.  You can't handle the truth!  Oh, that was a movie . . . I mean, you CAN handle the truth.  You can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-4048620658255375148?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4048620658255375148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4048620658255375148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/05/tried-it-on-yet.html' title='Tried it on yet?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-1626155019978251828</id><published>2007-05-05T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T21:56:12.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You've gotta know how it feels</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, you've been betrayed?  Hated it?  I'll bet.  Don't do it to others, just because you've been hurt.  Just say no, I'm not going to do what's been done to me.  Got it?  Good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-1626155019978251828?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1626155019978251828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1626155019978251828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/05/youve-gotta-know-how-it-feels.html' title='You&apos;ve gotta know how it feels'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-414378765183971478</id><published>2007-05-04T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:19:42.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just foolin' around?</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, who do you think you're foolin'?  Not cool to lie.  Not cool to pretend you know what you're talking about.  It only seems to "make sense" to someone who doesn't know enough to see through it.  Pretty transparent, though, the lies that they are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-414378765183971478?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/414378765183971478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/414378765183971478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-foolin-around.html' title='Just foolin&apos; around?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-6257849034870062585</id><published>2007-05-02T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T23:09:57.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You look maaaaaaavalous</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, did you try on your new coat of truth? The one that could fit so well, if you only would use it? The coat of lies should be discarded as the filthy rag it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-6257849034870062585?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6257849034870062585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6257849034870062585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-look-maaaaaaavalous.html' title='You look maaaaaaavalous'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-4574921154080233871</id><published>2007-05-01T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T20:47:46.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror, mirror</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter should tell the truth.  But, she asks, how would this look on me?  Perfect fit.  It is very becoming to everyone, actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-4574921154080233871?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4574921154080233871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4574921154080233871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/05/mirror-mirror.html' title='Mirror, mirror'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-2136216426291475687</id><published>2007-04-30T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:31:44.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna play?</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, we're going to play "what if?"  OK.  What if you told us what's really going on?  What if you told us who you're working for?  What if you told the truth about what you're doing?  What you'd feel a whole lot better . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-2136216426291475687?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/2136216426291475687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/2136216426291475687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/wanna-play.html' title='Wanna play?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-6271874121322483406</id><published>2007-04-27T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T23:28:04.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You said what?</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter well knows that when someone's squealing loudly, they're probably complaining about something they're doing themselves. Did you see the newspaper where the Dean of Admissions of MIT (who has strongly lobbied against students trying to boost their admission papers) resigned because she "fudged" on her job application. You get my point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-6271874121322483406?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6271874121322483406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6271874121322483406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-said-what.html' title='You said what?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-1807430455166573374</id><published>2007-04-24T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T23:47:11.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>I've  been looking at some quotes on truth, since Kristi Wachter seems to have manufactured some of it.  Here is one attributed to Margaret Meade:  "What people say, what people do, and what they say they do are entirely different things."  Interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-1807430455166573374?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1807430455166573374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1807430455166573374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-2635847469258356718</id><published>2007-04-23T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:57:28.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More crazy talk</title><content type='html'>How 'bout those people, Kristi Wachter?  They think they have their own life.  Go figure.  And their own religion.  Hrmmmpphhh.  You go, girl, and them 'em that they don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-2635847469258356718?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/2635847469258356718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/2635847469258356718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/more-crazy-talk.html' title='More crazy talk'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-1663650475839761957</id><published>2007-04-22T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T21:27:29.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C-r-a-z-y</title><content type='html'>IF -- and I do mean IF -- you believe Kristi Wachter, then you too think people are crazy. Crazy enough to believe what they want to. Crazy enough to think what they want to.  Have their own ideas about religion.  Crazy, I say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-1663650475839761957?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1663650475839761957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1663650475839761957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/c-r-z-y.html' title='C-r-a-z-y'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-663554016484189419</id><published>2007-04-21T22:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T22:21:12.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smelly</title><content type='html'>Oh sweet garbage. Kristi Wachter pays people to rummage through garbage -- actually, she pays homeless people! And actually tells them to lie about it if someone asks. One real classy lady, Kristi Wachter is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-663554016484189419?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/663554016484189419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/663554016484189419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/smelly_21.html' title='Smelly'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-4626195063343328570</id><published>2007-04-20T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T23:17:33.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All that glitters</title><content type='html'>You've heard it said.  All that glitters is not gold.  Well, all that Kristi Wachter says is not truth.  In fact, precious little.  At least when it comes to the bigotry she spouts.  Makes you wonder what's going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-4626195063343328570?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4626195063343328570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4626195063343328570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/all-that-glitters.html' title='All that glitters'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-2380333858162809491</id><published>2007-04-19T23:12:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T23:19:26.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping it Clean</title><content type='html'>Getting info from garbage cans, Kristi Wachter. Really? Really dirty. Find your kicks there? Or get kicked there? I digress . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-2380333858162809491?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/2380333858162809491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/2380333858162809491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/keeping-it-clean_5556.html' title='Keeping it Clean'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-6595569741358376262</id><published>2007-04-15T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T21:01:49.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It could happen</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, when the truth needs to come out, let me know.  No kidding, it's never too late to set things straight.  There ain't no money in lying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-6595569741358376262?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6595569741358376262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6595569741358376262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-could-happen.html' title='It could happen'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-5115586583182340497</id><published>2007-04-14T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T23:09:43.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In your dreams</title><content type='html'>Make up the stuff as you go along?  Kristi Wachter, only in your dreams is it true . . . In reality, it's misleading bigotry and harmful misrepresentation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-5115586583182340497?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5115586583182340497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5115586583182340497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/in-your-dreams.html' title='In your dreams'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-6392147027637637270</id><published>2007-04-13T22:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T23:01:36.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is it?</title><content type='html'>Who is your master, Kristi Wachter? Who do you report to? I don't think you're who you say you are. In fact, what the heck do you say you are, anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-6392147027637637270?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6392147027637637270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6392147027637637270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/who-is-it.html' title='Who is it?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-4617673381580696883</id><published>2007-04-10T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:57:37.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, I read your favorite band had some trouble a long time ago with "devil messages" or some such weird stuff.  Play a song backwards and it's the devil talking.  Crazy talk.  That's what your intolerance is.  Crazy talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-4617673381580696883?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4617673381580696883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4617673381580696883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/weird.html' title='Weird'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-3554931574436974473</id><published>2007-04-07T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T23:15:28.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A penny for your thoughts</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, I think it's all right to be spiritual.  In fact, it's kinda cool.  What I don't think is all right is for someone to pretend to help people (in other words, be a hypocrite) and act like a bigot.  Not cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-3554931574436974473?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/3554931574436974473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/3554931574436974473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/penny-for-your-thoughts.html' title='A penny for your thoughts'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-2687777913814248363</id><published>2007-04-04T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T23:20:11.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not good, Ms. Wachter</title><content type='html'>Religion bashing is simply not a good indoor sport, Kristi Wachter.  And it's bad form, too.  Shame on you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-2687777913814248363?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/2687777913814248363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/2687777913814248363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/not-good-ms-wachter.html' title='Not good, Ms. Wachter'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-7963806762618548651</id><published>2007-04-03T23:52:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T23:56:16.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like to know</title><content type='html'>When did you start attacking people's religion, Kristi Wachter?  And what makes it all right?  Suggestion:  get a life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-7963806762618548651?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7963806762618548651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7963806762618548651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/id-like-to-know.html' title='I&apos;d like to know'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-1120572661481866288</id><published>2007-04-01T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T21:56:17.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's downright spiritual</title><content type='html'>It's interesting that Kristi Wachter would be a religious bigot. Here are some lyrics from her favorite band Styx:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there’s love&lt;br /&gt;There is grace&lt;br /&gt;And there’s hope left in this place&lt;br /&gt;And the smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;Gives me faith in the human&lt;br /&gt;Faith in the human race&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I got faith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-1120572661481866288?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1120572661481866288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1120572661481866288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/04/thats-downright-spiritual.html' title='That&apos;s downright spiritual'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-5039882847993353919</id><published>2007-03-31T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T23:00:51.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leading a double life?</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, I'm thinking this may be the case.  Saying one thing, doing another, that kind of thing.  Who's pulling the strings?  Who's behind the curtain?  Kristi, remember "Double Life" by Styx?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-5039882847993353919?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5039882847993353919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5039882847993353919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/leading-double-life.html' title='Leading a double life?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-7382564195220936675</id><published>2007-03-30T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T22:54:48.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words to live by</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, I'll find some more Styx words to communicate with.  I'm on the look-out for "lying, stealing, cheating" that kind of thing.  Got any suggestions?  Let me know what you find.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-7382564195220936675?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7382564195220936675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7382564195220936675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/words-to-live-by.html' title='Words to live by'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-8895048744518677442</id><published>2007-03-27T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T23:20:47.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your favorite band</title><content type='html'>Styx lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A criminal mind is all I&lt;br /&gt;All I've ever known&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to reform me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm made of stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My criminal mind is all I&lt;br /&gt;All I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;Ask one who's known me&lt;br /&gt;If I'm really so bad . . .&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-8895048744518677442?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8895048744518677442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8895048744518677442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/your-favorite-band.html' title='Your favorite band'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-4038185452209312648</id><published>2007-03-22T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:55:14.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a chaparone?</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, need one?  Keep you on the straight and narrow.  Keep you (ur, your hired hands) out of the trash?  This can be arranged . . . just offering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-4038185452209312648?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4038185452209312648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4038185452209312648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/need-chaparone.html' title='Need a chaparone?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-1890374350110717265</id><published>2007-03-19T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:25:46.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few handy tips</title><content type='html'>New to the area, Kristi Wachter?  Just visiting this planet?  Well, we like the truth here and we don't like getting our information from garbage cans.  We're just crazy that way, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-1890374350110717265?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1890374350110717265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1890374350110717265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/few-handy-tips.html' title='A few handy tips'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-7812235330124247703</id><published>2007-03-16T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T23:49:38.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's craze-y</title><content type='html'>Psychiatric lockup -- it's okay because it has government oversight, Kristi Wachter?!  Yep, that's positively certifiable, my dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-7812235330124247703?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7812235330124247703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7812235330124247703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/thats-craze-y.html' title='That&apos;s craze-y'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-9139004973287737353</id><published>2007-03-15T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T23:56:19.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cryin' Kristi Wachter</title><content type='html'>For cryin' out loud.  You who know what you're doing and it's no good.  No good for you, no good for anybody.  Sure, you could keep it up, but why would you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-9139004973287737353?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/9139004973287737353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/9139004973287737353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/cryin-kristi-wachter.html' title='Cryin&apos; Kristi Wachter'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-6492992701324058013</id><published>2007-03-15T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T23:52:20.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just checking</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, how's it going in the I'm-going-to-tell-the-truth-today department?  How's it going for you?  Try, try again.  Repeat after me . . . I'm going to tell the truth today . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-6492992701324058013?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6492992701324058013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6492992701324058013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-checking.html' title='Just checking'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-5181587289409086154</id><published>2007-03-12T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:12:09.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't sell yourself</title><content type='html'>That's the motto of the day for Kristi Wachter and those around her.  Don't sell out for lies, don't sell out for hatred, don't give in to bigotry.   Ain't much money in selling one's soul to the devil, you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-5181587289409086154?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5181587289409086154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5181587289409086154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/dont-sell-yourself.html' title='Don&apos;t sell yourself'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-7763411498852093445</id><published>2007-03-11T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T20:03:08.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk is cheap</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, there is no charge to huff and puff on the internet.  Never mind it's all huff and not much puff.  Form and substance?  Nope.  Truth and facts?  Nada.  Supportable claims?  Well, you get the idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-7763411498852093445?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7763411498852093445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7763411498852093445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/talk-is-cheap.html' title='Talk is cheap'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-8619854641037791431</id><published>2007-03-10T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T23:01:40.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What you say?</title><content type='html'>Did someone say, indoor sport?  Kristi Wachter plays loose with the truth.  To continue the metaphor, there are lots of holes in her racket, if you know what I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-8619854641037791431?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8619854641037791431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8619854641037791431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-you-say.html' title='What you say?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-2760469373957799907</id><published>2007-03-10T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T22:54:55.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're it</title><content type='html'>Yep, you're my girl, Kristi Wachter.  Garbage loving, manipulating, teller of lies -- you're the best!  At what you do, you're tops.  It's not a great indoor sport, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-2760469373957799907?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/2760469373957799907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/2760469373957799907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/youre-it.html' title='You&apos;re it'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-6148638756175205510</id><published>2007-03-09T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T23:47:23.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell and gone</title><content type='html'>Anybody know where this expression came from?  I'll have to look it up.  Kristi Wacther.  Hell, probably not.  Gone, definitely.   Really, really gone.  Gone to get garbage, that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-6148638756175205510?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6148638756175205510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6148638756175205510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/hell-and-gone.html' title='Hell and gone'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-5644382742798822190</id><published>2007-03-08T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T22:28:08.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On someone else</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, why wish your pain off on someone else?  Think about it.  I don't know who did, but they didn't cause it.  You're in pain and you're still fighting back.  Problem:  you're hurting the wrong people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-5644382742798822190?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5644382742798822190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5644382742798822190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/on-someone-else.html' title='On someone else'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-8928964518661167047</id><published>2007-03-08T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T00:42:56.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No excuse</title><content type='html'>A sad and lonely young Kristi Wachter is no excuse for an adult promoting hate, intolerance and bigotry.  The thing to do would be to rise above those youthful torments and not bow to them now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-8928964518661167047?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8928964518661167047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8928964518661167047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-excuse.html' title='No excuse'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-19420704572497970</id><published>2007-03-07T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T00:24:58.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not real</title><content type='html'>It was predictable, Kristi Wachter.  A sad, lonely teenager, creating her own reality of a rock band world, turns into an adult who creates her own anti-religious, hate group reality.  Common denominator = unreality.  At least, that's the way I see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-19420704572497970?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/19420704572497970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/19420704572497970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-not-real.html' title='It&apos;s not real'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-8143771361979764281</id><published>2007-03-04T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T18:34:18.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Styx groupie</title><content type='html'>Ur . . . fan. Kristi Wachter spent a lonely childhood as a Styx fan. Now, it's a lonely adulthood as a garbage fan. Sad -- predictable but sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-8143771361979764281?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8143771361979764281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8143771361979764281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/styx-groupie.html' title='Styx groupie'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-8714876340705627</id><published>2007-03-03T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T21:17:06.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help wanted</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, how's 'bout this:  "Dumpster diving.  No experience necessary.  Will train.  Must be adventurous and willing to take risks (okay, maybe not this one).  Good pay.  Flexible evening hours."  What do you think?   Craig's List perhaps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-8714876340705627?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8714876340705627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8714876340705627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/help-wanted.html' title='Help wanted'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-1850821457847644206</id><published>2007-03-01T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T23:16:21.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe it's a guy thing</title><content type='html'>I know I'm milking it for all it's worth, but Kristi Wachter and this garbage thing is just too good.  Imagine paying a nice old homeless guy to dig through garbage, warn he might get beat up so, if he gets caught, lie about what he's doing -- and call this your information.  Good work if you can get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-1850821457847644206?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1850821457847644206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1850821457847644206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/03/maybe-its-guy-thing.html' title='Maybe it&apos;s a guy thing'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-3931750812072883015</id><published>2007-02-27T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T23:53:47.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who do you love?</title><content type='html'>Who do, who do you love?  The garbage man?  Kristi Wachter?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-3931750812072883015?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/3931750812072883015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/3931750812072883015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/who-do-you-love.html' title='Who do you love?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-234817757936630053</id><published>2007-02-26T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T23:33:26.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The good stuff</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter's receipe:  1 part garbage + 3 parts fiction (he said/she said/they might have thought/who knows the truth) = "information."  Yummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-234817757936630053?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/234817757936630053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/234817757936630053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-stuff.html' title='The good stuff'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-199868914089230055</id><published>2007-02-25T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T22:11:03.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a good look</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, whatcha doin' to yourself?  Hell, whatcha doin' to everybody else?  I'm just not seeing the fun in this indoor sport that you're playing.  In it, nobody wins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-199868914089230055?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/199868914089230055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/199868914089230055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/take-good-look.html' title='Take a good look'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-4265056313552591821</id><published>2007-02-22T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T00:09:33.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a straw house</title><content type='html'>Yours is, Kristi Wachter, so to speak.  Looks like a house, smells like a house.  Just don't look inside -- it's hollow!  All fluff, no substance are your accusations.   Your house is just made of words.  And words, as we all know, are cheap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-4265056313552591821?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4265056313552591821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4265056313552591821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-straw-house.html' title='It&apos;s a straw house'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-3495296126376476948</id><published>2007-02-21T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T00:00:32.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya ya</title><content type='html'>Hey, Miss by-the-company-you-keep Kristi Wachter.  What do you have to say for yourself?  Do you have any close  friends, or &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; friends?  And you appear to be so polite, too.  Operative word:  appear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-3495296126376476948?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/3495296126376476948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/3495296126376476948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/ya-ya.html' title='Ya ya'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-6472471064433549752</id><published>2007-02-19T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T23:44:11.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are my choices?</title><content type='html'>Who cares! Kristi Wacher doesn't want you to have any. If she had her way, we'd all be in psychiatric treatment and get electric shock, if we needed it of course. (But don't worry, there would be government oversight, so we'd be safe.) And we'd be homeless but -- again, don't worry -- she'd pay us to rummage through garbage to get her "information" and she'd give us candy! But I digress; I was talking about choices.  Well, in Kristi's world, there wouldn't be any.  Not for you, anyway.  No choice of religion, for example (but we'd be so whacked, we wouldn't notice). There'd be other problems, too, but again, the meds would be kicking in and . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-6472471064433549752?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6472471064433549752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6472471064433549752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-are-my-choices.html' title='What are my choices?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-4415647055617303264</id><published>2007-02-19T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T01:08:48.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard times</title><content type='html'>I'm having a hard time recognizing how Kristi Wachter can call herself "a critic" and keep a straight face.  You're kidding me, right?!  So, Kristi, your info comes from garbage, your sources are the sour grapes of the earth, and you make the rest up as you go along.  This upsets me, so I'm going to have to go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-4415647055617303264?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4415647055617303264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4415647055617303264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/hard-times.html' title='Hard times'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-9119260516332549069</id><published>2007-02-17T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T22:33:40.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't help but wonder</title><content type='html'>Because Kristi Wachter is pro-electric shock -- and I mean all the horror and ruining of lives that frying brains entails -- it's enough to make you wonder what involvement she's had with that "profession."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-9119260516332549069?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/9119260516332549069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/9119260516332549069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/cant-help-but-wonder.html' title='Can&apos;t help but wonder'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-5937593000184929173</id><published>2007-02-17T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T22:25:56.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not necessarily in this order</title><content type='html'>Truth, honesty, beauty, love.  Kristi Wachter, when someone flies in the teeth of these, when someone is so far south that everything gets twisted, it hurts people.  Innocent people.  People you'll never know.  People you'll never meet.  It's actually an unbearable burden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-5937593000184929173?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5937593000184929173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5937593000184929173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/not-necessarily-in-this-order.html' title='Not necessarily in this order'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-728315444326753304</id><published>2007-02-16T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:02:58.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One man's garbage . . .</title><content type='html'>. . . is another man's, well, garbage.   My purpose is to stop the hate, Kristi Wachter.  Yes, that means you.  Oh, Master of the Garbage, getting your information from the trash.  Oh, Teller of Tales, repeating the lies.  At the end of the day, it's just garbage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-728315444326753304?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/728315444326753304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/728315444326753304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/one-mans-garbage.html' title='One man&apos;s garbage . . .'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-2660536702681822965</id><published>2007-02-16T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:48:49.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well?</title><content type='html'>Did you have a happy V-Day yesterday, Kristi Wachter?  Good.  Hire anyone lately to go dig through someone's trash?  Good.  Tell anyone lately to lie about it?  Good.  See, there's hope!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-2660536702681822965?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/2660536702681822965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/2660536702681822965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/well.html' title='Well?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-5103216607095718602</id><published>2007-02-15T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T00:45:38.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interested?</title><content type='html'>My little blog here is creating interest.  People know what's right and what isn't.  They can't be lied to forever.  Kristi Wachter, time to do the right thing and stop harming innocent people.  Pretending to help = hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-5103216607095718602?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5103216607095718602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/5103216607095718602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/interested.html' title='Interested?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-7667422420930939903</id><published>2007-02-13T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T23:59:24.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a heart</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is Valentine's Day so, Kristi Wachter, please take something to heart.  Caring about someone or something means not destroying them.  Simple.  Your actions incite hatred, bigotry and distrust.  Stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-7667422420930939903?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7667422420930939903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/7667422420930939903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/have-heart.html' title='Have a heart'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-2332277909128088279</id><published>2007-02-11T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T23:29:20.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay?  Okay.</title><content type='html'>Again, it's real simple. Stop pretending, Kristi Wachter. You are not helping anyone. Instead, you're hurting people -- good people. And let me know how it's working for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-2332277909128088279?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/2332277909128088279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/2332277909128088279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/okay-okay.html' title='Okay?  Okay.'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-6843498889489321513</id><published>2007-02-09T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T23:05:53.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough already!</title><content type='html'>After wading through the lies, Kristi Wachter, I pinpointed what really bothers me the most.  You're actually not helping anyone!  Chances are that realization will be overwhelming.  The fact of not helping a living soul.   That's heavy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-6843498889489321513?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6843498889489321513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6843498889489321513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/enough-already.html' title='Enough already!'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-4742583473568310233</id><published>2007-02-09T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T23:28:09.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's the deal</title><content type='html'>What I find most distressing is the fact that Kristi Wachter is hurting good people. This "critic" is destructive to those with good-intentions. Selfishness and deceit has a high cost. It is at the complete expense of others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-4742583473568310233?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4742583473568310233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4742583473568310233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/heres-deal.html' title='Here&apos;s the deal'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-6970658545118258159</id><published>2007-02-08T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T01:44:34.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me your tired, your poor</title><content type='html'>In my searches here and there -- mainly there -- I found other instances of Kristi Wachter saying how she helps homeless people.  This time, she says she gives them candy &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; suckers, and also gives candy to parents of small children.  Real social consciousness there.  Making the world a better place to live, one cavity at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-6970658545118258159?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6970658545118258159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6970658545118258159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/give-me-your-tired-your-poor.html' title='Give me your tired, your poor'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-1332422597760471122</id><published>2007-02-06T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T01:44:34.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No lie</title><content type='html'>"I promise not to tell a lie today." Well, I must confess, I haven't exactly got Kristi Wachter to agree to this yet. But I'm working on it. So, do&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; get back to me Kristi and tell me how it's working, or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-1332422597760471122?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1332422597760471122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/1332422597760471122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/no-lie.html' title='No lie'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-8907452752685288600</id><published>2007-02-04T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:45:04.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me know how it's going for you</title><content type='html'>I couldn't believe it the first time, so why am I so stunned when I ran across it again? Kristi Wachter thinks "most people have had psychiatric or psychological treatment." MOST people? What a long, strange trip her life must be. That's it, I won't be hanging out with her friends today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-8907452752685288600?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8907452752685288600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/8907452752685288600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/let-me-know-how-its-going-for-you.html' title='Let me know how it&apos;s going for you'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-6420386669119155076</id><published>2007-02-03T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T23:59:54.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those old songs</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, remember this one?  Liar, liar, pants on fire; your nose is longer than a telephone wire.  Yeah, it's juvenile, but I found myself humming this one and thought you'd know what I mean.  You know what I mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-6420386669119155076?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6420386669119155076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/6420386669119155076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/those-old-songs.html' title='Those old songs'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-4600941479046820572</id><published>2007-02-02T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T23:42:35.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free speech, HA!</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter, I don't consider lying to be free speech.  While it is "free" -- that is, no charge -- it isn't honest, it isn't right.  And another thing, since we're having this little heart-to-heart.  Just because you say something happened, doesn't make it true.  Even if you say it, and then someone else repeats it, and maybe even lots of others.  Nope, it's not true unless it really happened.  Go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-4600941479046820572?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4600941479046820572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/4600941479046820572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/free-speech-ha.html' title='Free speech, HA!'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-117040312156277917</id><published>2007-02-01T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T00:00:26.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anybody awake in there?</title><content type='html'>Back in November, I think, I mentioned some things Kristi Wachter wrote about psychiatry and psychology. She said she thinks electric shock "can help people."  Those are her words -- not mine. Note to self: Stay away from anything Kristi thinks is a good idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-117040312156277917?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/117040312156277917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/117040312156277917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/anybody-awake-in-there.html' title='Anybody awake in there?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-117031868117153248</id><published>2007-02-01T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T00:31:21.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's recap, shall we?</title><content type='html'>Reading this blog should start to paint a picture of Kristi Wachter.  And it's a dark picture, indeed.  I get the feeling there's a deep-seated fear that she will be exposed for the person she really is.  That her true intentions will be found out about.  Yes, Kristi, that is the plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-117031868117153248?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/117031868117153248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/117031868117153248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/02/lets-recap-shall-we.html' title='Let&apos;s recap, shall we?'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-117022966021184826</id><published>2007-01-30T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T23:47:40.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty is not for Kristi</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter has been admittedly dishonest herself and also has suggested others lie if they were asked about their actions.  I don't think it's merely coincidental that she accuses others of lying.  It often happens that if someone screams loudly against something, you'll find it's the thing they keep doing themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-117022966021184826?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/117022966021184826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/117022966021184826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/01/honesty-is-not-for-kristi.html' title='Honesty is not for Kristi'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-117014369669776057</id><published>2007-01-29T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T23:54:56.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Faith" in the government</title><content type='html'>Kristi Wachter wrote that it's okay for psychiatry to lock up someone because there's "appropriate government oversight."  Right!  Would you trust the government to oversee your psychiatric lock-up?  Who is this woman working for anyway?  Are you thinking what I'm thinking?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-117014369669776057?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/117014369669776057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/117014369669776057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/01/faith-in-government.html' title='&quot;Faith&quot; in the government'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-117005350072656311</id><published>2007-01-28T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T22:51:40.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpful Kristi</title><content type='html'>Isn't that absurd?  Kristi Wachter gives the homeless candy.  What would she do if someone was hungry?  If someone was hurt?  Do you get the idea that her elevator doesn't go all the way to the top floor?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-117005350072656311?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/117005350072656311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/117005350072656311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/01/helpful-kristi.html' title='Helpful Kristi'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-116988304284619734</id><published>2007-01-26T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T23:30:42.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's smart</title><content type='html'>I just read what Kristi Wachter said when she was asked if she was concerned about homeless people.  She said, "Absolutely.  I give 'em candy."  I kid you not!  I wonder what she'd give someone who was hungry.  Maybe candy fixes everything for her.  Okay, chocolate maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-116988304284619734?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/116988304284619734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/116988304284619734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/01/thats-smart.html' title='That&apos;s smart'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-116979848090698159</id><published>2007-01-26T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T00:01:20.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, yeah, yeah</title><content type='html'>Ever heard of someone trying too hard to be convincing.  That's Kristi Wachter for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-116979848090698159?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/116979848090698159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/116979848090698159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/01/yeah-yeah-yeah.html' title='Yeah, yeah, yeah'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-116971212170699530</id><published>2007-01-24T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T00:02:01.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the facts ma'am</title><content type='html'>Just because someone said something and then others repeated it -- no matter how many times -- does not a fact make.  If you get my drift.  Nevertheless, these are Kristi Wachter's "facts."  If they weren't so ridiculous and preposterous, I'd laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-116971212170699530?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/116971212170699530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/116971212170699530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-facts-maam.html' title='Just the facts ma&apos;am'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-116971184001946790</id><published>2007-01-24T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:57:20.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why, I ask</title><content type='html'>Back to my original idea for this blog.  That is, I wondered what would motivate Kristi Wachter to waste her time and energy on something she &lt;em&gt;admittedly &lt;/em&gt;knows almost nothing about.  The operative word there is ADMITTEDLY.  There is no hiding the fact that she has next to nothing in the way of experience or knowledge of what she harps about.  But she's not going to let that stop her, no sir-eee.  Minor details.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-116971184001946790?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/116971184001946790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/116971184001946790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-i-ask.html' title='Why, I ask'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36305747.post-116963198876216260</id><published>2007-01-24T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T01:47:25.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agenda</title><content type='html'>When someone already has an agenda (like Kristi Wachter), they seek out and hook up with people who support it. We all know people like that. Watch out for back-stabbers who smile to your face. It's not pretty and it's not right, but not everyone is honest about their intentions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36305747-116963198876216260?l=whoiswachter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/116963198876216260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36305747/posts/default/116963198876216260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswachter.blogspot.com/2007/01/agenda.html' title='Agenda'/><author><name>Who is Wachter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575062911538758133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
