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      <title>What's in a name?</title>
      <description>&lt;a href="http://www.bachelortodd.com/uploaded_images/shush-756684.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.toddallen.org/uploaded_images/shush-752814.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loose lips sink ships.  It's quickly becoming clear that having a website with my name on it could be....problematic.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussing the details of my Seinfeldian dating life has always been fun, but Google is going to get me in trouble sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, people, and women in particular, are sneaky weasels.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They investigate things..It's extremely common to "Google" someone before you go on a date.  That used to be fine, because there are thousands of Todd Allens.  Somehow though, out of 9,470,000 results for my name, I have become #9.  Finding me on the internet has become the online equivalent of finding a Starbucks, and when is the last time you saw a Starbucks on a date!  Huh?! Tell me that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm screwed, or rather if my dates start looking me up, I'm not.  This will not stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until I remedy this problem, my stories are going to be less timely.  I'm imposing a post-mortem rule on all dating related posts.  You won't hear the story until the girl is gone for good.  It's the only way I can keep telling them in the traditional/non-PC manner, without being stabbed in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks too.. I had a really funny/good weekend.  All I can say for now is that step #2 from the getting dumped guide is complete, and went *much* better than anticipated given my current lack of hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and remember some oldies/goodies until the time lag works itself out.</description>
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