<?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-15709392</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:48:30.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Conversation with Prometheus</title><subtitle type='html'>Some like to ask "What is the Meaning of Life?" implying a need to derive meaning from the questions of their existence as a thoroughgoing whole. Quite frankly I'm not smart enough to answer that question myself. Hell just living is hard enough to get right.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-7677475305392840668</id><published>2009-10-09T15:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T15:44:05.838-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe a Little Premature</title><summary type='text'>As much as I appreciate :                 A:) Barack Obama plays for a team the remotely approaches my team                 B:) The Danish poke in the eye to the NeoconsA Nobel Prize?!?!   really!?!?  for pretty speeches? For hoping someday to do something that might lead to peace?The standards are getting a little light don't you think?Hmmm?  Wonder if my keeping a Red Sox and Yankees fan from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/7677475305392840668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=7677475305392840668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/7677475305392840668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/7677475305392840668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2009/10/maybe-little-premature.html' title='Maybe a Little Premature'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-7876987217081962266</id><published>2009-07-08T07:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T07:32:38.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we that desperate?</title><summary type='text'>I find it really sad that we are so hungry for a sense of connectedness that we will manufacture one by attaching ourselves artificially to a celebrity. I've got an idea - how about you go out and meet your next door neighbor! Have a beer with your coworkers!For those who were close to Micheal Jackson I sympathize,  for the rest of us - premature death is sad but let's not pretend MJ had any more</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/7876987217081962266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=7876987217081962266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/7876987217081962266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/7876987217081962266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-we-that-desperate.html' title='Are we that desperate?'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-4396593341314001231</id><published>2009-07-06T13:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T13:12:47.444-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Russians are Coming, The Russians are coming.</title><summary type='text'>Was just thinking. I hope the new governor's house is close enough to see Russia! Otherwise.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/4396593341314001231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=4396593341314001231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/4396593341314001231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/4396593341314001231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2009/07/russians-are-coming-russians-are-coming.html' title='The Russians are Coming, The Russians are coming.'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-6088539728071392650</id><published>2009-06-29T13:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T13:33:09.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why my Government are Awesome!</title><summary type='text'>I have recently finished Michael Pollan's In Defense of Food and among other things he tells a story which warms my heart. Apparently in the early 70s the folks who brought us the Food Pyramid and the USRDA had originally reached the conclusion that we should eat very little meat and dairy and lots of fresh vegetables, but the meat and diary industry went apeshit so we now have the "western diet.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/6088539728071392650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=6088539728071392650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/6088539728071392650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/6088539728071392650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-my-government-are-awesome.html' title='Why my Government are Awesome!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-8373815074205493769</id><published>2009-01-20T14:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T14:31:55.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once in a....well Ever...day!</title><summary type='text'>So in my last post I put the damper on the expectation train for myself. Now I want to celebrate the extraordinary thing that has happened. I am prouder today than I have ever been of America. America the idea and America the people.Today we emerge from a long dark and dangerous era into the sunrise of hope renewed. I don't know if we really will ever understand how close we came to fascism. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/8373815074205493769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=8373815074205493769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8373815074205493769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8373815074205493769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2009/01/once-in-awell-everday.html' title='Once in a....well Ever...day!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-385554401429890390</id><published>2009-01-16T15:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:56:23.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Handel's the Obamassiah!</title><summary type='text'>Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Horde!  rrrrrrtttt!Rick Warren - The Warren court was a good thing, no?  What's that?  Not that Warren? Oh THAT Warren?!?! Must be a misprintKen Salazar - The business and extraction friendly senator from CO who supported a English Language as Official language bill? - Secretary of the Interior - Really?Putting the band back together (Clinton retreads a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/385554401429890390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=385554401429890390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/385554401429890390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/385554401429890390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2009/01/handel-obamassiah.html' title='Handel&amp;#39;s the Obamassiah!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-3469153512411144051</id><published>2009-01-14T16:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:16:50.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't GET a lunch, you TAKE a lunch!</title><summary type='text'>As much as I would like to claim some sort of Pirate motto in the title, it's really more of a comment on the mindsets inherent on either side of the sentence. I have some smart, competent and determined friends who continually tell me they didn't "get to" do something or how they wish they "got to" do the things they see others do.THIS JUST IN......Life does not require a permission slip.One </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/3469153512411144051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=3469153512411144051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/3469153512411144051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/3469153512411144051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-don-get-lunch-you-take-lunch.html' title='You don&amp;#39;t GET a lunch, you TAKE a lunch!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-881242843086896455</id><published>2008-12-01T23:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:24:27.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Soul Searching</title><summary type='text'>When God starts using emoticons to let us know how she feels about state of things it may be time for us to reevaluate ourselves.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/881242843086896455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=881242843086896455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/881242843086896455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/881242843086896455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-soul-searching.html' title='A Little Soul Searching'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-5518614837618832355</id><published>2008-11-04T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:01:04.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>VOTE!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/5518614837618832355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=5518614837618832355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/5518614837618832355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/5518614837618832355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2008/11/vote.html' title=''/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-313615339405644670</id><published>2008-10-10T08:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:53:00.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Made My Decision</title><summary type='text'>I have been profoundly saddened and disturbed by some of the visceral, venial and vapid reasons I have heard for not voting for one candidate or another. Witness;"Barack Obama just scares me."  or"John Mccain just hasn't looked presidential"I mean come on people. Voting is a sacred civic duty that should be carried out with thoughtfulness and sober deliberation. You have to think about your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/313615339405644670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=313615339405644670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/313615339405644670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/313615339405644670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-made-my-decision.html' title='I&amp;#39;ve Made My Decision'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-3128307506198873648</id><published>2008-09-03T15:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T16:07:06.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Once Again Announcing My Candidacy</title><summary type='text'>My Fellow Friends,(I couldn't decide between My Fellow Americans and the new fad, "My Friends") After much soul searching and prayer I have come to the conclusion that I am called to enter the presidential race. I have carefully vetted my resume and have decided that several previous experiences mark me for the highest office in the land.Let me review the most salient:I was Vice President of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/3128307506198873648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=3128307506198873648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/3128307506198873648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/3128307506198873648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-once-again-announcing-my-candidacy.html' title='I&apos;m Once Again Announcing My Candidacy'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-1650615124041406982</id><published>2008-08-01T10:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T16:09:39.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Presence of Greatness</title><summary type='text'>I have been very lucky in my life to be able to share in moments with true greatness. Most recently Andie and I went to Red Rocks to see Mark Knopfler in concert.  In our culture superlatives are tossed around like they are stocked in a condiment bar or perhaps given out with the same casual disregard as Taco Bell sauce (I mean really, do you imagine I need 27 packets of fire sauce for my one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/1650615124041406982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=1650615124041406982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/1650615124041406982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/1650615124041406982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-presence-of-greatness.html' title='In the Presence of Greatness'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-7611952556849762897</id><published>2008-06-09T16:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T16:34:40.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are We Really That Stupid?</title><summary type='text'>I have just been reading the comments on CNN about Barak Obama beginning the search for his Vice Presidential running mate, and I have to say the people who chimed in sounded (and spelled) like petulant Four year olds. "Hillary is  an  abrasive..."  "I'm voting for McCain...."Stupidity on a Wagnerian scale!First let me say that for reasons I haven't completely worked out I wanted Hillary Clinton </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/7611952556849762897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=7611952556849762897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/7611952556849762897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/7611952556849762897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2008/06/are-we-really-that-stupid.html' title='Are We Really That Stupid?'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-2090715264005145436</id><published>2008-05-02T08:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T08:39:42.301-06:00</updated><title type='text'>@#$%^#$@#$@!</title><summary type='text'>Worst Game EVER!It was like watching a puppy in a sack being thrown out of a moving car on the highway in slow motion.All I could think was "No Joe, Not like this, you CAN'T go out like this!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/2090715264005145436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=2090715264005145436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/2090715264005145436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/2090715264005145436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='@#$%^#$@#$@!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-6994289619368046872</id><published>2008-05-01T09:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:12.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it the end?</title><summary type='text'>Today is a bittersweet day. The snow is flying, I have playoff tickets to see the Avs and Dead Things. All would seem to be well, but tonight may be the last game for the Captain, ever. The Great Joe Sakic faces elimination by the hated enemy. I will be there to see him score a playoff point or two and pass Stevie Y on the all time playoff points list (Yet another list where he inhabits the top </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/6994289619368046872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=6994289619368046872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/6994289619368046872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/6994289619368046872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-it-end.html' title='Is it the end?'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiwWJV9vLy4/SBnoJv2VX5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/xcMxdt0Cfs0/s72-c/Joe-Sakic-Photograph-C12487665.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-8755539748001018441</id><published>2008-02-27T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T11:02:37.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foppa and Footer Redux!</title><summary type='text'> Today is an extraordinarily auspicious day here in Conversation land. As of last night Adam Foote was once again in the burgundy, blue and white of my beloved Colorado Avalanche. Add to that the notice that two days ago Peter the Great signed for the rest of the season and I'm simply beside myself with hockey bliss.  The return of Stastny, Ryan Smyth and the otherworldly Joe Sackic means that a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/8755539748001018441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=8755539748001018441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8755539748001018441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8755539748001018441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2008/02/foppa-and-footer-redux.html' title='Foppa and Footer Redux!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-6432370348499087249</id><published>2008-02-06T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T21:37:02.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma or Baseball... Football... what's the difference.</title><summary type='text'>With apologies to George Carlin and his classic Football/Baseball routine.So those of you that follow the Conversation know that I rode my beloved Rockies right off a cliff in the World Series and suffered the disappointment with circumspection. I had to go to a Christmas party at the home of a Red Sox fan gleefully wearing a Red Sox T-shirt. Nothing like pouring lemon juice on the paper cut.Well</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/6432370348499087249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=6432370348499087249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/6432370348499087249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/6432370348499087249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2008/02/karma-or-baseball-football-whats.html' title='Karma or Baseball... Football... what&apos;s the difference.'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-4171412526973246468</id><published>2007-12-04T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T11:07:12.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Yuletide Confession</title><summary type='text'>Hi, my name is Jon and I'm a Christmas Carol junkie. I don't really know when it started but come Thanksgiving day every year my mp3 Christmas playlist becomes active. The kneejerk reflex to skip any carol that comes up in random magically disappears. I can't help myself. For one month a year I channel Irving Berlin and Bing Crosby. But they say the first step on  the road to recovery is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/4171412526973246468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=4171412526973246468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/4171412526973246468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/4171412526973246468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/12/yuletide-confession.html' title='A Yuletide Confession'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-1774779346565866783</id><published>2007-11-29T08:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T08:28:37.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trudeau - Weight Loss Cure</title><summary type='text'>I just received and read this book last night. Every once in a while I get the infomercial impulse especially around weight loss plans (also tried 6 week body makeover  which I can tell you works as promised,  left me unable to think clearly and required a drastic change in eating pattern for the rest of your life.) So I bought the book along with his two natural cure books.Let me cut to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/1774779346565866783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=1774779346565866783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/1774779346565866783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/1774779346565866783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/11/trudeau-weight-loss-cure.html' title='Trudeau - Weight Loss Cure'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-3721936851095690908</id><published>2007-11-28T11:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T11:07:27.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Would Do if I Were the Tutor</title><summary type='text'>I was watching the credits of a film yesterday when the name of the on-set tutor caught my eye. I began thinking what would I do with that job. I decided my first lesson for young Hollywood would be an old one. I would send them back to Plato and simple idea. A thing is made up of only that which cannot be separated from that thing and have that thing retain its identity. This seems to be useful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/3721936851095690908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=3721936851095690908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/3721936851095690908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/3721936851095690908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-i-would-do-if-i-were-tutor.html' title='What I Would Do if I Were the Tutor'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-5334852775533866162</id><published>2007-10-29T08:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T08:39:43.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A  Dream Deferred</title><summary type='text'>Well Bugger! The Rocks got taken out behind the woodshed in the World Series. Bad pitching in games 1 and 3, inability to get the timely hit throughout the series. The better team won. The talent gap was not as great as the results would suggest, but the Red Sox were clearly a step ahead of the Rocks. If ownership keeps their promise to the fans and finds a way to keep these guys together we'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/5334852775533866162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=5334852775533866162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/5334852775533866162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/5334852775533866162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/10/dream-deferred.html' title='A  Dream Deferred'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-2690836800148691408</id><published>2007-10-22T22:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:53:13.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocktober!!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>I have been so wrapped up in the tide out here in Denver that I haven't thought to write about the surreal tidal wave that has been the Rockies since mid September. I sweated out the end of the season watching the scoreboards, rooting for Milwaukee.  We bought LDS and LCS tickets while the Rockies were 2 games out of the wildcard and behind 4 teams. Shouted through the amazing tie-breaker. For </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/2690836800148691408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=2690836800148691408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/2690836800148691408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/2690836800148691408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/10/rocktober.html' title='Rocktober!!!!!!!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-4009941260835537855</id><published>2007-09-12T14:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T14:49:46.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Run For Your Lives!</title><summary type='text'>I have come to you today a man on a mission. No scratch that, a Crusade to end a dastardly plot to rob us of our bodily fluids not equaled in its cunning or maliciousness since the Soviets fluoridated our water. Yes ladies and gentlemen this scourge to all things pure and sacred looks harmless enough but the damage it does silently every day is beyond repair. Yes, I'm talking about the Oxford </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/4009941260835537855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=4009941260835537855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/4009941260835537855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/4009941260835537855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/09/run-for-your-lives.html' title='Run For Your Lives!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-2066621921496384319</id><published>2007-08-24T17:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T17:11:54.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Off the Life List</title><summary type='text'>Today I got the chance to work for Habitat for Humanity. Something I have always wanted to do. And while roofing in the Colorado August sun might not have been my first choice, and it was hot, thirsty, tedious work, it was a great day. I literally got to help put a roof over someone's head.Habitat does a thorough check of the folks they build houses for to establish need. The supervisor on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/2066621921496384319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=2066621921496384319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/2066621921496384319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/2066621921496384319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-more-off-life-list.html' title='One More Off the Life List'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-920005833761220533</id><published>2007-08-11T09:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:14.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The List</title><summary type='text'>Inspired by my good friend Landru, I have compiled The List. Unlike Ross I did not laminate it and reserve the right to alter The List without prior notice. So presented in no particular order.Paz VegaIf you've only seen Spanglish, get out your universal translators and invest in Lucia y el Sexo or L'otro Lado de la Cama. You'll see what Spanglish only suggests. This Spanish beauty has finally </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/920005833761220533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=920005833761220533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/920005833761220533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/920005833761220533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/08/list.html' title='The List'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiwWJV9vLy4/Rr3fRgN_ymI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Qhar6YBUjw/s72-c/pazvega8vi7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-8467393830894976833</id><published>2007-07-12T12:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T12:37:05.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scooter Libby Scooting</title><summary type='text'>So the federal judge that sentenced Libby appended a lengthy comment to the sentencing order stating that stated his sentence for Libby was on the light side of the mandatory guidelines. With that news I offer an abbreviated (and annotated) transcript of the exchange.Judge: Libby you're going down (lightly - I'll say 2+ years is on the light side for treason since the constitution carries the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/8467393830894976833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=8467393830894976833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8467393830894976833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8467393830894976833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/07/scooter-libby-scooting.html' title='Scooter Libby Scooting'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-8920084340534510762</id><published>2007-07-04T09:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T09:11:10.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Salute to America</title><summary type='text'>I have to admit, for all my criticism of the government and culture of this country, I am a huge fan of America. I mean the America in the heads and in the writings of the men who founded this country. A place where the circumstances of your birth are not regarded when the law is applied. A place where everyone is guaranteed the same basic set of inalienable rights. A place where the government </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/8920084340534510762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=8920084340534510762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8920084340534510762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8920084340534510762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/07/salute-to-america.html' title='A Salute to America'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-5951089632905326345</id><published>2007-06-12T08:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T09:21:56.327-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ictheology or The Study of Little Metal Fish Outlines on the Back of Cars</title><summary type='text'>Ladies and Gentleman, there is a quiet battle going on in the streets and byways of our fair nation. It is a fight to control the ass ends of our cars and minds. No I'm not talking about bumper stickers - that is so last century. I'm talking about the battle royale of the universe Ictheos vs Darwin. Both sides are armed with a fundamental, dare I say Biblical proportion of ignorance and are proud</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/5951089632905326345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=5951089632905326345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/5951089632905326345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/5951089632905326345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/06/ictheology-or-study-of-little-metal.html' title='Ictheology or The Study of Little Metal Fish Outlines on the Back of Cars'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-5354496714294647425</id><published>2007-05-04T13:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T14:38:46.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies and Gentlemen the Precident of the United States!</title><summary type='text'>I have today decided to officially announce my candidacy for Leaduh of the Free World.  (Que Neil Young)I have formed, for this purpose, a party whose name reflects my single greatest advantage over my rivals in other major parties. The INADA party meaning I am Not a Dumb Ass.Those of you who care to join me can derisively speak of the other candidates by saying "Yada, Yada, Yada." (I'm sure you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/5354496714294647425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=5354496714294647425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/5354496714294647425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/5354496714294647425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/05/ladies-and-gentlemen-precident-of.html' title='Ladies and Gentlemen the Precident of the United States!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-7975040446545403992</id><published>2007-05-03T15:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T15:14:53.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice for Sara</title><summary type='text'>Life is much longer measured in heartbeats;a loving touch stretching between systole and dyastolelanding in silenceonly the echo of pulse.A million opportunities to lengthen experience.The quiet momentum of 45 murmursin the carefully combed zen garden,shorter than the 95 at love's approachwhen motion falters at full breath,waiting to exhale.It is the only time that matters.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/7975040446545403992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=7975040446545403992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/7975040446545403992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/7975040446545403992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/05/advice-for-sara.html' title='Advice for Sara'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-1367816736559041995</id><published>2007-04-23T13:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T13:37:32.462-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just When You Thought it Couldn't Get Any Worse</title><summary type='text'>In the news today we're hearing more about the neo-cons latest page from the Nazi playbook. Apparently we've begun creating a Sunni ghetto in Bagdad. "For their protection." I'm guessing Dr. Goebbels had a similar response when asked about the Warsaw ghetto. Apparently neo-con is not "con" enough for these guys. They'd prefer Nazi-cons.In related news, george Bush warned congress not to attach </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/1367816736559041995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=1367816736559041995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/1367816736559041995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/1367816736559041995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-when-you-thought-it-couldnt-get.html' title='Just When You Thought it Couldn&apos;t Get Any Worse'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-8217415042282403822</id><published>2007-04-17T06:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T06:51:08.594-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Theoretically Speaking</title><summary type='text'>Andie the other night asked me the best theoretical question. In an Presidential election where these are the only choices: David Palmer or Jedediah Bartlett?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/8217415042282403822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=8217415042282403822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8217415042282403822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8217415042282403822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/04/theoretically-speaking.html' title='Theoretically Speaking'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-3562971556576147923</id><published>2007-03-27T15:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T16:24:06.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Lee Iacocca</title><summary type='text'>I am taking a tip from US automakers and asking my gentle readers for a substantial financial incentive to keep writing this Blog. Whatever you can spare will be fine, but keep in mind it must be enough to keep me in the style to which I have become accustomed, or I'll have to shut the ol' "Conversation" down. I know it will require some sacrifice on your part but these are tough economic times </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/3562971556576147923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=3562971556576147923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/3562971556576147923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/3562971556576147923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/03/thanks-lee-iacocca.html' title='Thanks Lee Iacocca'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-3637415952927682386</id><published>2007-03-21T09:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T09:52:58.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's do it again</title><summary type='text'>So let's all get in the way back machine together.   Back...back...back... to 2005 when the press was hammering those nutjob conspiracy hippie lefties that claimed that a war with Iran and or Syria was next. Damn dirty Hippies, they're crazy right...If Riiiiiight. The Presidentfuhrer has been trying to build a palatable case for war with Iran for the lastyear and a half or so. "They're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/3637415952927682386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=3637415952927682386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/3637415952927682386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/3637415952927682386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/03/lets-do-it-again.html' title='Let&apos;s do it again'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-6094389912058246147</id><published>2007-03-20T12:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T12:36:07.708-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin' All Mediaeval on Their Asses (Actually Prehistoric)</title><summary type='text'>I've come across a section of Maimonides that reinforces a theme in much of Western thought from Prehistory. The world is created for the purposes of man's perfection and as such all things are subject to man's dominion. We can make whatever use we see fit of anything else under the moon and we are by this fulfilling our role as the raison d'etre of everything else.It's not a wonder we as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/6094389912058246147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=6094389912058246147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/6094389912058246147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/6094389912058246147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/03/gettin-all-mediaeval-on-their-asses.html' title='Gettin&apos; All Mediaeval on Their Asses (Actually Prehistoric)'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-1985445131460884250</id><published>2007-03-16T09:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T09:26:56.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates, Sidelights and Things You Can Do with a Rented Mule.</title><summary type='text'>First off I'd like to give a shout out to my friend Pirate (even though she's a Vancouver Canucks fan) because her post, today,  is fall of my exercise ball at work funny.In other news, some things that signal the end of days have been happening recently.  I haven't really followed college basketball  for bit but I noticed the Tounament comittee decided to hold the Championships without my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/1985445131460884250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=1985445131460884250' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/1985445131460884250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/1985445131460884250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/03/updates-sidelights-and-things-you-can.html' title='Updates, Sidelights and Things You Can Do with a Rented Mule.'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-6756447603674081148</id><published>2007-03-06T15:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T15:52:54.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth and Consequences</title><summary type='text'>I've been wading though Guide for the Perplexed and have been thinking about the Nature of truth and the conflict between revealed and Logical truth that Maimon and I'm sure Aquinas and others had to try to resolve for themselves.  Maimon does the squirmy dance, since he's a big fan of Aristotle, that goes like this. Anything in the Bible that is contrary to logically established fact must be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/6756447603674081148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=6756447603674081148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/6756447603674081148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/6756447603674081148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/03/truth-and-consequences.html' title='Truth and Consequences'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-926162581650910089</id><published>2007-02-15T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T14:31:02.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>America: Spreading Democracy Around the...Hey Wait, That's not Who I Told You to Vote For!</title><summary type='text'>Apparently President Bush and the Neocon Family Band believe in America's mission to spread democracy to the Middle East as long as the people vote for an approved candidate. News out of the Palestinian Authority reveals that the Hamas government is resigning in favor of a coalition to ease international (read U.S.) embargos.  Let's get this straight, the Palestinian people duly elect a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/926162581650910089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=926162581650910089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/926162581650910089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/926162581650910089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/02/america-spreading-democracy-around.html' title='America: Spreading Democracy Around the...Hey Wait, That&apos;s not Who I Told You to Vote For!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-8382640962728595098</id><published>2007-02-14T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T12:01:22.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Non-Binding Resolution or How to Not Actually Govern While Looking Like You're Really Trying.</title><summary type='text'>Dateline Feb 14 F.U.N. Corp News - I have today after 5 days of debate passed a Non-Binding Resolution that I am insanely attractive, suave, sophisticated, intelligent and oh yeah... you all want me.OK folks. Let's have a look-see at what our esteemed House of Representatives is doing today. They are about to waste another day of debate on their oh so courageous Non-Binding resolution that the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/8382640962728595098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=8382640962728595098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8382640962728595098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8382640962728595098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/02/non-binding-resolution-or-how-to-not.html' title='The Non-Binding Resolution or How to Not Actually Govern While Looking Like You&apos;re Really Trying.'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-2689542435245227248</id><published>2007-02-14T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T11:22:47.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels Like Home to Me</title><summary type='text'>Last night really drove home the fact that I'm home for good. I was sitting in the Pepsi Center watching the Avalanche shut out the Ducks. Watching Super Joe's dynamic first stride in action. I haven't been to a live sporting event in over a year, a fairly regular occurrance before then. I fealt like home.So an expansion of material previously hinted.I was recruited for the new job south of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/2689542435245227248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=2689542435245227248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/2689542435245227248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/2689542435245227248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/02/feels-like-home-to-me.html' title='Feels Like Home to Me'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-1628653262864171316</id><published>2007-02-12T16:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T16:26:13.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicks Rule!</title><summary type='text'>My girls the Dixie Chicks have proved once again that you can stand up for your First Amendment Rights, tell the establishment to piss off and still succeed. Smiling through 5 count’em 5 Grammys for their “Screw you country music we’ll do something else” album, Natalie, Emily and Martie and the Grammy voters sent a hearty Fuck You! to the conservative corporate country Music establishment. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/1628653262864171316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=1628653262864171316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/1628653262864171316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/1628653262864171316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/02/chicks-rule.html' title='Chicks Rule!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-3710159671947303148</id><published>2007-02-07T11:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T11:21:18.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Give Me a Home...</title><summary type='text'>I am once again in the embrace of the high semi-desert. I ave successfully navigated my way from the Semi-rainforest. There has been some adjusting and it will continue for a few weeks, but all in all it’s good to be home. I have taken a job with an instructional design arm of a mega-consulting firm and in the first few days cannot help but feel as though they have takenlesson creation and turned</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/3710159671947303148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=3710159671947303148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/3710159671947303148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/3710159671947303148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-give-me-home.html' title='Oh Give Me a Home...'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-8564458331336556134</id><published>2007-01-29T23:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T23:58:40.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Augustine was Way Ahead of His Time...or Was He?</title><summary type='text'>Next on my name dropping tour is the oh so sexy St Augustine. In the midst of his ramble about what a terrible and sinful cat he was he stops to think about time. What is time exactly he wonders? He argues that it doesn't really exist except as a construct in our mind. You see the past no longer exists except in the impressions it has left in our memory. The future is only potentially and at best</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/8564458331336556134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=8564458331336556134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8564458331336556134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8564458331336556134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/01/st-augustine-was-way-ahead-of-his.html' title='St. Augustine was Way Ahead of His Time...or Was He?'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-2848131774092241907</id><published>2007-01-24T15:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T15:34:37.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Simple Words</title><summary type='text'>To all my friends out there I have a brief message.I'm going home!powered by performancing firefox</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/2848131774092241907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=2848131774092241907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/2848131774092241907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/2848131774092241907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/01/three-simple-words.html' title='Three Simple Words'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-2931814973873886666</id><published>2007-01-16T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T20:24:01.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope and Value</title><summary type='text'>I was reading a bit of St Augustine today and he was noting that those things which are lost and recovered are valued more highly than the good things which always are and that the road which is most difficult ends with the sweetest reward. I was thinking how that applied to my current situation. There is at the moment pretty significant hope that I can return to my home in Colorado for good in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/2931814973873886666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=2931814973873886666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/2931814973873886666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/2931814973873886666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/01/hope-and-value.html' title='Hope and Value'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-8898679059133337023</id><published>2007-01-05T12:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:15.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Reasons Why Joe Sakic Makes the World a Better Place.</title><summary type='text'>1. His wrist shot is among the most beautiful, deadly and feared weapons in the history of the game. Like the man, it is impossibly quick, subtle, and powerful.2. You've likely never heard of Joe Sakic. Which in today's Media Sports Crazy world is quite an accomplishment for one of the Greatest Players ever to lace up skates. This is not pure homerism either. He has quietly climbed into the top </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/8898679059133337023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=8898679059133337023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8898679059133337023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8898679059133337023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2007/01/five-reasons-why-joe-sakic-makes-world.html' title='Five Reasons Why Joe Sakic Makes the World a Better Place.'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiwWJV9vLy4/RZ6qvIX2b9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Bm9m4RrBYEE/s72-c/Joe+Wrister.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-1496362287644874659</id><published>2006-12-23T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T05:57:57.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to do in Portland When You're Probably not Dead but it's 3 AM so it's hard to be sure.</title><summary type='text'>1. Try to curl as much of your total volume as possible into the two seat dorm love couch you've cornered.2. Watch the rug Zamboni make it's rounds and wonder when the peewee hockey players are going to make their appearance.3. Listen to the musical stylings of the guy snoring around the corner...wait is that Billy Jean?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/1496362287644874659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=1496362287644874659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/1496362287644874659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/1496362287644874659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/12/things-to-do-in-portland-when-youre.html' title='Things to do in Portland When You&apos;re Probably not Dead but it&apos;s 3 AM so it&apos;s hard to be sure.'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-8019364515460004548</id><published>2006-12-22T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T22:48:18.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Planes, Trains and Automobiles: or Lessons Learned While Stranded at Portland Airport</title><summary type='text'>So I was supposed to fly last night out of Portland to Denver, which of course thanks to a snarly Christmas Blizzard that has buried my poor puppies and my Jeep in 2 - 3 feet of snow, was canceled. I drove up from Corvallis anyway because trying to call Frontier Airlines was useless. When I got to the counter they said "Yup your flight is canceled, all our flights are full at this point, but we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/8019364515460004548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=8019364515460004548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8019364515460004548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8019364515460004548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/12/planes-trains-and-automobiles-or.html' title='Planes, Trains and Automobiles: or Lessons Learned While Stranded at Portland Airport'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-9011590364236918977</id><published>2006-12-07T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T10:50:17.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in a Corporate World or The Big Lie</title><summary type='text'>The labor force has been sold a bill of goods and so far we appear to accept it. We are being told that to reap the rewards of record revenue streams we must go above and beyond. In practice though the benefits of those profits are being increasingly realized by the corporations themselves.I will take as an example the company for which I currently toil, a division of Fiserv. The premises I posit</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/9011590364236918977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=9011590364236918977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/9011590364236918977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/9011590364236918977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/12/living-in-corporate-world-or-big-lie.html' title='Living in a Corporate World or The Big Lie'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-4643277139839108235</id><published>2006-11-27T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T14:45:24.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time is Here.</title><summary type='text'>I walked out my door to a beautiful surprise. A thin layer of snow fighting against elements to hang around. The pleasure increased as the snow began to fall again, fat and feathery in a way that can only happen 60 miles off the ocean. At home snow is not really an event, but here in the Wilamette  valley it is uncommon. I recall a thin layer of snow only once last year. Some years no snow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/4643277139839108235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=4643277139839108235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/4643277139839108235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/4643277139839108235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/11/christmas-time-is-here.html' title='Christmas Time is Here.'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-5500286299060471691</id><published>2006-11-21T10:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T11:05:58.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Night and the Moon is Full pt2</title><summary type='text'> She opened her mouth to speak, closed it quickly and turned her head just slightly to the right. Her eyes narrowed slightly and fixed on mine like she was counting. Had she said too much? She took a sharp breath, looked reflexively to both sides without moving her head, then back at me."It's my brother." She paused eyes filling with tears. She reached a delicate gloved hand inside the curve of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/5500286299060471691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=5500286299060471691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/5500286299060471691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/5500286299060471691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/11/saturday-night-and-moon-is-full-pt2.html' title='Saturday Night and the Moon is Full pt2'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-4926879269626980263</id><published>2006-11-15T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T10:00:52.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Democrats Start with a Bang!</title><summary type='text'>Nancy Pelosi has committed to carrying on the traditions of the House of Representatives to insure a smooth transition. In this vain she has chosen the  slogan "Nepotism, Corruption and Self Interest it's not for just Republicans anymore."There is an old truism - power corrupts - but this is a new twist. This may be the first time it has happened in a week; ironically before the power itself has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/4926879269626980263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=4926879269626980263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/4926879269626980263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/4926879269626980263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/11/democrats-start-with-bang.html' title='Democrats Start with a Bang!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-590174224086048394</id><published>2006-11-13T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T15:26:13.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>White House Responds to Election!</title><summary type='text'>Dateline Washington. F.U.N - The Bush Administration, after considerable thought and several days of testing through the talkosphere, has issued an official response to the election results. Tony snowjob spoke to the White House press corps. "The President would like to welcome the latest converts to the Christian Neocon agenda. 'The American People have spoken loud and clear. They are tired of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/590174224086048394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=590174224086048394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/590174224086048394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/590174224086048394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/11/whitehouse-responds-to-election.html' title='White House Responds to Election!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-478428199734055984</id><published>2006-11-08T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:04:34.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejoice, for I Bring you Glad Tidings of Great Joy</title><summary type='text'>Today I am so proud of the people of the United States of America. They have done something that not many peoples have been able to accomplish. They have reacted to a fascist power grab, peacefully and legally but with overwhelming force. I feel as though I have woken from a terrible dream to find a new day. I have always wondered how almost everyone I knew despised what was happening to our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/478428199734055984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=478428199734055984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/478428199734055984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/478428199734055984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/11/rejoice-for-i-bring-you-glad-tidings-of.html' title='Rejoice, for I Bring you Glad Tidings of Great Joy'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-7422642716964181734</id><published>2006-11-02T12:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T13:11:34.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News from the Kerry Camp</title><summary type='text'>In comments made to the press, Kerry suggested that kids do well in school or they will end up in a war zone. This was initially quoted from a stay in school "scared straight" campaign, but in their present iteration have remarkably caused a furor. The campaign has said the remarks have been taken out of context; because there is a context in which "do well in school or you'll end up in Iraq" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/7422642716964181734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=7422642716964181734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/7422642716964181734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/7422642716964181734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/11/news-from-kerry-camp_02.html' title='News from the Kerry Camp'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-1453394461176808515</id><published>2006-11-01T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T17:23:42.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There Goes the Sun Doo 'n doo doo</title><summary type='text'>I have, of late, enjoyed a schedule that had me off most mornings and several weekdays. It allowed me to walk around the town to do my errands. There were some lovely iridescent trees set against the backdrop of evergreen. (I would probably rave a little more about the trees but I grew up in West central New England in the NW hills of Connecticut where northern and southern forests meet and on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/1453394461176808515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=1453394461176808515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/1453394461176808515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/1453394461176808515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/11/there-goes-sun-doo-n-doo-doo.html' title='There Goes the Sun Doo &apos;n doo doo'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-9062582093147309683</id><published>2006-10-28T01:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T01:37:13.315-06:00</updated><title type='text'>These Thoughts are Not Yet Rated</title><summary type='text'>I just got back from watching a thought provoking film. I will stipulate that provoking me to thought takes about as much impetus as it take to get a grizzly to eat ripe huckleberries, but that is beside the point. The film is called This Film is Not Yet Rated. It is a fun documentrary about the MPAA rating system. Never heard of the film? Doesn't surprise me, neither had I until tonight. You see</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/9062582093147309683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=9062582093147309683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/9062582093147309683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/9062582093147309683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/10/these-thoughts-are-not-yet-rated.html' title='These Thoughts are Not Yet Rated'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-5907714803363522848</id><published>2006-10-22T12:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T19:34:16.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Night and The Moon is Full</title><summary type='text'>The smoke climbing from the cigarette resting forgotten in the ashtray danced around the blades of the slow ceiling fan like a punch drunk prize fighter ducking the knockout blow. It was another sultry summer Saturday night, and I was soaking through my third shirt. Pity, cause I had let Sally go for the night so I wasn't going to get another. This kinda night always brought a foul mood, and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/5907714803363522848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=5907714803363522848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/5907714803363522848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/5907714803363522848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/10/saturday-night-and-moon-is-full.html' title='Saturday Night and The Moon is Full'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-8456351995904160541</id><published>2006-10-18T18:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T19:01:34.677-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fascism is on the March</title><summary type='text'>Friends, I cannot tonight put the current political events into a satirical framework. Yesterday's events are simply to grave and important. The fascist Neocons of George Bush and Dick Chaney have taken another step along the road that began with the passing of the Patriot Act. The president signed a law yesterday whereby he can declare, with the review of a tribunal he chooses, anyone an illegal</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/8456351995904160541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=8456351995904160541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8456351995904160541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8456351995904160541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/10/fascism-is-on-march.html' title='Fascism is on the March'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-498245624979681321</id><published>2006-10-14T17:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T17:26:21.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Annual Heckuvajob Awards</title><summary type='text'>As the political year dwindles to a close and the leaves fall, our thoughts naturally turn to reflect on what has transpired. We here at the Prome are no different.  So, in that spirit, we would like to take some time to honor the achievements of the past several years with the First Annual Heckuvajob Awards.Now we were always told never to jump into something without a little bit of a warm-up; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/498245624979681321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=498245624979681321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/498245624979681321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/498245624979681321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-annual-heckuvajob-awards.html' title='The First Annual Heckuvajob Awards'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-3319277376988898570</id><published>2006-10-11T10:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T10:51:36.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My gift from Kana</title><summary type='text'>Time!....The Time has Come Today...Time!....For young hearts to go there way...I went for a walk after my last post and this song from my youth and various commercials kept running through my head.When you think about it Time is our one truly unrenewable resource. If you consider the average life expectancy, we have 718200 hours. That's a lot of hours, but every one we let go we don't get back.I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/3319277376988898570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=3319277376988898570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/3319277376988898570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/3319277376988898570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-gift-from-kana.html' title='My gift from Kana'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-8284776138988580684</id><published>2006-10-09T10:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T10:53:07.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom Can Come from the Most Unlikely of Places</title><summary type='text'>I have spent some of the last several days experiencing a phenomenon known as Kana: Little Sister. It is unfortunately classified as a Japanese Hentai (Adult i.e. Porn) game. This is wrong on two counts. One I've seen other Hentai - those are frivolous games where sex is the point. Kana does have some graphic sex but it's is minimal and hardly the point. And it's not a game. It comes closest to a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/8284776138988580684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=8284776138988580684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8284776138988580684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/8284776138988580684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/10/wisdom-can-come-from-most-unlikely-of.html' title='Wisdom Can Come from the Most Unlikely of Places'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-116017443702148740</id><published>2006-10-06T16:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T16:40:37.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Different Approach</title><summary type='text'>Today my employer presented one of the coolest job related days with which I have been involved. I work for a high tech firm which has employees from the far corners of the globe. They today honored those who come from the Indian subcontinent by hosting a Dansherra festival celebration. All of the activities were presented by the employees from the region. There was dancing, an art/drawing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/116017443702148740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=116017443702148740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/116017443702148740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/116017443702148740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/10/different-approach.html' title='A Different Approach'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115998892392793204</id><published>2006-10-04T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T13:10:08.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Feature</title><summary type='text'>I have a cool set of metrics from the people at www.Performancing.com that allows me to publish directly out of Foxfire and keeps track of who's been around. It appears that my little posts have inspired somewhat of a international sensation. (If you call one random visit from a country a sensation.)  In honor of this fact I am adding a greeting to the sideboard in every appropriate language to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115998892392793204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115998892392793204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115998892392793204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115998892392793204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-feature.html' title='A New Feature'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115997746500475142</id><published>2006-10-04T09:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T10:01:24.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Official Apology Statement</title><summary type='text'>Some terrible things have come to light and, thanks to the heroic example of Mark Foley, I would like to address them now.In recent months I have been behaving in ways for which I am not proud. I would like to apologize to those random people whose cars I have keyed. Also to the old ladies I have hit over the head with my man purse. To the deer I have spotlighted - and I don't even own a gun it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115997746500475142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115997746500475142' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115997746500475142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115997746500475142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/10/official-apology-statement.html' title='Official Apology Statement'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115986248257642592</id><published>2006-10-03T02:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T02:28:57.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes it gets to me.</title><summary type='text'>Often I can look at the world around me and find something amusing, but tonight I have to admit that I am mainly profoundly saddened by the state of the human condition. Republican Foley and his pedophilia. Amish schoolgirls being executed. Bush and his Nazi cohorts taking another blatant whack at civil liberties. Violence in Iraq escalating. Genocide running unchecked in Darfur. Afganistan </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115986248257642592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115986248257642592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115986248257642592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115986248257642592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes-it-gets-to-me.html' title='Sometimes it gets to me.'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115939827737485378</id><published>2006-09-27T17:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T17:11:22.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Sound Stranger when they are in German</title><summary type='text'>I'm not sure which I find more troubling,  Hans Neuenfels' choice to write an epilogue to Mozart's Idomeneo or Kirsten Harms' decision to cancel the performance in response to pressure from Interior Minister Erhart Koerting. They both rank very highly on the WTF? scale.   First Neuenfels: The production of a classic work is in itself a very creative endeavor requiring interpretation and vision . </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115939827737485378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115939827737485378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115939827737485378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115939827737485378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/09/things-sound-stranger-when-they-are-in.html' title='Things Sound Stranger when they are in German'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115916592398732506</id><published>2006-09-24T23:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T00:32:04.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sunday Stroll</title><summary type='text'>I was doing some hiking today when I started thinking about objectivity, which led me to quality of life and then to the question of quality itself. - I should get out more, you say. - I was out hiking what more do you want?So here comes the question right out of "The Dialogues of the Funky Buddha." Is there an objective way to assess quality of life?First question is what do we mean by quality. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115916592398732506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115916592398732506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115916592398732506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115916592398732506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/09/sunday-stroll.html' title='A Sunday Stroll'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115894406744342764</id><published>2006-09-22T10:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T11:02:13.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons in Public Relations</title><summary type='text'>It has come to my attention that some who read this blog may have found the content offensive. The good news is I am seeking help; I have enrolled in the Pope Benedict &amp; Neocon School for Practical Public Apology. So as my first bit of homework here goes.Hmmm...hmm  I apologize IF, in the process of reading  the blogspace that YOU CHOSE to read, you encountered material that, because your sense </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115894406744342764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115894406744342764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115894406744342764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115894406744342764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/09/lessons-in-public-relations.html' title='Lessons in Public Relations'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115885804831421763</id><published>2006-09-21T10:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T11:00:48.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Programming Note</title><summary type='text'>Dateline Washington  F.U.N. -    Due to unforseen circumstance beyond their control the Bush administration announced today that the Rapture has been rescheduled for next Tuesday. Sources close to the administration stated "They had no idea that Armageddon would be so difficult to bring about." Another source speaking on conditions of anonymity suggested that there were some scheduling conflicts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115885804831421763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115885804831421763' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115885804831421763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115885804831421763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/09/programming-note.html' title='A Programming Note'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115837123304111353</id><published>2006-09-15T19:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T19:52:53.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcus Aurelius and Dubya...Separated at Birth?</title><summary type='text'>    Marcus Aurelius has often been trotted out as an example of Plato's philosopher king come to life. He actually periodically forgot the whole "emperor of the known world" thing because he became so absorbed  in his studies. Now I have to tell you that when I read Marcus I am often amazed by how much he sounds like George W Bush. For example Aurelius writes:           "Concentrate every minute </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115837123304111353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115837123304111353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115837123304111353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115837123304111353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/09/marcus-aurelius-and-dubyaseparated-at.html' title='Marcus Aurelius and Dubya...Separated at Birth?'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115826642471009904</id><published>2006-09-14T14:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T17:13:26.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Keith Olbermann Has Been Added to My List of Heroes</title><summary type='text'>I may be the last person to have listened to Keith Olbermann's scalding attack on Bush and his cronies, but in case I'm not here's the address.http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=5255769142359714815It's a marvelous peice of oratory. Reasoned, clear, biting, brilliant.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115826642471009904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115826642471009904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115826642471009904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115826642471009904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/09/keith-olbermann-has-been-added-to-my.html' title='Keith Olbermann Has Been Added to My List of Heroes'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115807668793368107</id><published>2006-09-12T09:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T15:14:10.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Symphony with Whale Song</title><summary type='text'>iIf we sing,it is a song so slowthat only whales could know it.Harmony, inevitable and serene -like crickets in August fading dreamily to atmosphere.In the encircling calm of your eyes,I press close to you, hopingyou,without words,will touch me.iiThe pool- too cold;I cannot plunge into you.The cold rippleswill wake me to alarm.So I toeingly test you.The surface holds no cluesbut to kiss,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115807668793368107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115807668793368107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115807668793368107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115807668793368107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/09/symphony-with-whale-song.html' title='Symphony with Whale Song'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115799271278583109</id><published>2006-09-11T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T14:28:31.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Mason Crosby, All the Time</title><summary type='text'>Well My beloved Buffaloes went down again to Mid Major intrastate state. They like to call us a "rival" but everyone knows our rivals are in order1. N for Nowledge2. Oklahoma3. Texas4. Kansas State (Although, now that they suck again, less so)And there is a HUGE fall off between 1 and 2. N for Nowledge is it.But you will get no CU apologies here. This was the worst prepared and coached CU team I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115799271278583109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115799271278583109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115799271278583109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115799271278583109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/09/all-mason-crosby-all-time.html' title='All Mason Crosby, All the Time'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115782742478834481</id><published>2006-09-09T12:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T12:43:44.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Lady of the Coffee Shop</title><summary type='text'>I am sitting here at a local Pacific Northwest Institution - the locally owned coffee shop enjoying their wares, a patio connection to the web and the prospect of the world going by that continually presents itself. Their are a couple of gentlemen holding court at the entrance greeting all the regulars and sharing truths accumulated over many years of endurance.The most pleasant thing happened a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115782742478834481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115782742478834481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115782742478834481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115782742478834481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/09/our-lady-of-coffee-shop.html' title='Our Lady of the Coffee Shop'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115757703291662967</id><published>2006-09-06T15:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T15:10:32.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Epictetus Has Me on the Ropes but I'm Coming Out Swinging.</title><summary type='text'>After spending some time with Epictetus' Discourses, I must admit I have some problems.  Arrian restates over and over that the goal is to bring ones desires in line with what is actually happening. If one desires only that which in fact happens, one is in line with "the will of god" and therefore in line with nature  and will be happy and at peace. The logic of this is simple and reasonable; who</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115757703291662967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115757703291662967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115757703291662967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115757703291662967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/09/epictetus-has-me-on-ropes-but-im.html' title='Epictetus Has Me on the Ropes but I&apos;m Coming Out Swinging.'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115731106359203019</id><published>2006-09-03T13:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T13:18:17.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And Now for Something Completely Different.</title><summary type='text'>I find it a little ironic that Epictetus (through Arrian Xenophon) spends so much time taking shots at Epicurus. One would argue that another persons philosophy falls squarely outside the circle of ones own choice. Epictetus would tells his students to examine the impression and dismiss it as false with equanimity and without passion as false. And not worry about it any longer. Instead he rails </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115731106359203019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115731106359203019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115731106359203019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115731106359203019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-now-for-something-completely.html' title='And Now for Something Completely Different.'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115731046400277678</id><published>2006-09-03T13:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T13:12:32.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the Shame of it All!!!</title><summary type='text'>So my beloved Buffaloes yesterday made giant incandescent flaming asses of themselves by losing to a team that is perhaps two levels above high school. The Dan Hawkins Era has begun not with ebullience, but rather effluence.  I thought it was bad not to be able to get the team ready to play rivals like Colorado State and Nebraska. Apparently it can get worse. Where have you gone Gary Barnett? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115731046400277678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115731046400277678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115731046400277678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115731046400277678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-shame-of-it-all.html' title='Oh the Shame of it All!!!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115706495387783135</id><published>2006-08-31T16:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T11:03:54.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ids Naught a Dumor!</title><summary type='text'>I have to give props to the Environator even if he can't pronounce the name of the state he governs "Kaulifordyuh". The measure announced today may have a minimum of impact on the U.S. production of carbon dioxide. Especially if, as some have stated, it only effects large corporations. (I will freely admit that everything I know about the actual legislation comes from the news which means at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115706495387783135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115706495387783135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115706495387783135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115706495387783135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/ids-naught-dumor.html' title='Ids Naught a Dumor!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115688617628668202</id><published>2006-08-29T15:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T15:19:23.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Rummy ... and So Am I</title><summary type='text'>Today Donald Rumsfeld's conflicted other personality held a press conference. In an unusually frank moment Rumsfeld admitted America faces a threat of "a new fascism."  Generally Rumsfeld is not considered forthcoming about the state of the administration, but admitting now that they are in fact fascists is a big step on the road to recovery. "Hi I'm Don and I'm a recovering fascist. It's been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115688617628668202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115688617628668202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115688617628668202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115688617628668202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-rummy-and-so-am-i.html' title='I&apos;m Rummy ... and So Am I'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115678702288433453</id><published>2006-08-28T11:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T11:43:42.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Epictetus: or Don't Sweat the Small Stuff</title><summary type='text'>Or I should say "Don'tus Sweatus the Smallus Stuffii."  I have heard, in many places, a similar message to Epictetus' message of Stoicism. It is pleasant to consider that there is an eternal and divine center in us that is the only area for which we should show concern. Much of Christian doctrine was, I suspect, adapted to take advantage of the stream in Roman consciousness that rendered Stoicism</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115678702288433453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115678702288433453' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115678702288433453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115678702288433453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/epictetus-or-dont-sweat-small-stuff.html' title='Epictetus: or Don&apos;t Sweat the Small Stuff'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115654176931907240</id><published>2006-08-25T15:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T15:49:47.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel Wacholder Update</title><summary type='text'>Well, it took an extra week, but last weekend Rachel and Jen beat Elaine Youngs on the way to the finals. They lost in the finals to the Juggernaut but I'll settle for small victories. This weekend Boulder; sadly I timed my visit home badly so I'll miss it but there will be plenty of Buffaloes  there to usher her to her title defense. Go Rachel, Go Buffs.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115654176931907240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115654176931907240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115654176931907240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115654176931907240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/rachel-wacholder-update.html' title='Rachel Wacholder Update'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115645589301227996</id><published>2006-08-24T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T15:44:53.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pluto Latest Victim of Corporate Downsizing</title><summary type='text'>Today Astronomers announced that Pluto, rather than gaining company as announced last week is instead being removed from the list of Planets. Residents of Pluto were quoted as saying "Hey!?!?!" Ceres released a statement "As the most recently deplanetized body I would like to welcome Pluto into the ex-planetary alliance. Happens to the best of us."4 out of 5 dentists survevedy agree that Pluto </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115645589301227996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115645589301227996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115645589301227996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115645589301227996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/pluto-latest-victim-of-corporate.html' title='Pluto Latest Victim of Corporate Downsizing'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115644270056957079</id><published>2006-08-24T12:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T12:07:35.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why My Shoes Are Untied</title><summary type='text'>I have to admit , I have (with apologies to Queenryche) a rage for order. I like mowing the lawn for the evenness it creates. Sounds a little like OCD no? But I can assure you that I am not, as my truly OCD friends can testify. I often walk around with my shoes untied which drives them absolutely batty; they'll actually tie them for me which always kicks off a little bit of Dylan "When she bent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115644270056957079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115644270056957079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115644270056957079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115644270056957079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-my-shoes-are-untied.html' title='Why My Shoes Are Untied'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115628187419756720</id><published>2006-08-22T15:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T15:25:44.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Spin Zone: or How to Tell the Truth Without Even Trying.</title><summary type='text'>This just in! Today the Presidentfuhrer responded to several questions from the miniature poodles in the press core on the status of troop withdrawals from Iraq. He responded that the troops will not be removed until the "mission is completed".Now for all of you whackos that look at this picture from May 2 2003 and note the flag colored sign behind his dimwittedness; first of all shame on you for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115628187419756720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115628187419756720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115628187419756720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115628187419756720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-spin-zone-or-how-to-tell-truth.html' title='No Spin Zone: or How to Tell the Truth Without Even Trying.'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115592011706744935</id><published>2006-08-18T10:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T10:55:17.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Exclusive!!!! Blogger to Marry District Court Justice</title><summary type='text'>I would like now in front of you all to declare my willingness and eligibility and intention to marry Her Honor Anna Diggs Taylor. Yesterday she shot to the top of my super hot candidates list. I realize that since we've never met and I have only seen her name and wouldn't recognize her unless she was both wearing her robes of office and a name tag  that we have some challenges ahead of us, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115592011706744935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115592011706744935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115592011706744935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115592011706744935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/exclusive-blogger-to-marry-district.html' title='Exclusive!!!! Blogger to Marry District Court Justice'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115591865291404329</id><published>2006-08-18T10:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T10:32:57.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><summary type='text'>Home. It's a small word, but like many small words it is layered with nuance. In it are tied concepts of family, attachment, refuge, security. It can be a place of joy or of pain. It can be not a place at all. For years home has been a routine, largely ignored in the comings and goings of day to day living. It is amazing how moving from that center reveals it anew for what it is. I had suspected </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115591865291404329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115591865291404329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115591865291404329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115591865291404329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115585462056052204</id><published>2006-08-17T16:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T16:43:40.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am firmly in control...Really.</title><summary type='text'>    I am a simple man. All I require is the illusion of control over my affairs. I know it's an illusion, a lamp illuminating a tiny circle of clarity while the monsters hover in the inpenetrable darkness just beyond, but it is comfortable  like the mellowed fibers of your favorite fleece. It is pleasant to believe that when you level  your lance at the windmill it will do you the service of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115585462056052204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115585462056052204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115585462056052204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115585462056052204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-firmly-in-controlreally.html' title='I am firmly in control...Really.'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115565983634394819</id><published>2006-08-15T10:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T16:03:44.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Confession</title><summary type='text'>I have to classify myself as a Patriot. I admit freely that the "Star Spangled Banner" and the   "Battle Hymn of the Republic" give me goosebumps.  I could watch fireworks on the Fourth of July until the Fourth of December. But contrary to what the Neocons would have you believe Patriotism is not love of government, it is love of country. And sorry Darth Vader et al, that ain't the same thing. In</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115565983634394819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115565983634394819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115565983634394819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115565983634394819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/confession.html' title='A Confession'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115557483978186822</id><published>2006-08-14T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T11:20:11.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Revisionist History</title><summary type='text'>I have come to realize that the Declarification of Independency was wrote by that dirty hippie Thomas Jefferson who Darth Vader tells me has something to do with those crappy Jeffersonian Democrats. I have made some changes which I am calling the Declarification Enhancement Initiative-SincerelyJorge Dubya Hedge                                                 IN  CONGRESS, JULY 4, 1776The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115557483978186822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115557483978186822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115557483978186822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115557483978186822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/revisionist-history.html' title='Revisionist History'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115543970856492955</id><published>2006-08-12T21:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T01:58:11.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Brush Your Teeth ...Or the Terrorists Win!</title><summary type='text'>The news came out recently that the super efficient defenders of all things good and right have recently stopped a plot to blow up planes flying to America. Now I don't want to come across as cynical but I have to admit that sometimes I get the suspicion that our Presidentfuhrer and ToBlo the Marionette might be shading the Truth a little bit. It seems convenient to me that in a news cycle that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115543970856492955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115543970856492955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115543970856492955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115543970856492955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/dont-brush-your-teeth-or-terrorists.html' title='Don&apos;t Brush Your Teeth ...Or the Terrorists Win!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115527135104025749</id><published>2006-08-10T22:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T10:23:49.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Roadside Oddity</title><summary type='text'>    So there's this guy on a unicycles and he's carrying three basketballs. No really this isn't a joke. Well to say he's carrying the basketballs is in fact not accurate. One he clutches to himself, one is lobbed in the air and the third is dribbled in front of him. An excellent busker trick you would think. But this is where it gets really weird. He is cruising down the bike path all by his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115527135104025749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115527135104025749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115527135104025749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115527135104025749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/roadside-oddity.html' title='Roadside Oddity'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115515360194010876</id><published>2006-08-09T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T14:12:27.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Guess Sometimes Success isn't Enough</title><summary type='text'>    Bugger. My favorite AVP team has split this week. No let's restate that a bit, my favorite player has split from a very successful partnership not entirely by her choice I suspect.  For those of you who do not follow  volleyball, Rachel Wacholder and Elaine Youngs have been the only reason to watch women's beach volleyball, outside of its biochemical appeal, for the last three years.  rachel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115515360194010876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115515360194010876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115515360194010876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115515360194010876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-guess-sometimes-success-isnt-enough.html' title='I Guess Sometimes Success isn&apos;t Enough'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115508160452968625</id><published>2006-08-08T17:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T18:04:40.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My crazy Lab</title><summary type='text'>    So my dog Morgan has this adorable habit of jumping our six foot fences and going into our neighbors yard. Perfectly natural. Well one day, I come outside and there's my neighbor waving to me urgently. Seems he had the temerity to sequester my dog in his house and was getting all exercised because she was eating the garbage in his kitchen. So I did the only reasonable thing; I fired up the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115508160452968625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115508160452968625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115508160452968625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115508160452968625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-crazy-lab.html' title='My crazy Lab'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115496606605718092</id><published>2006-08-07T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T11:41:28.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonata for a Bodhi  Tree</title><summary type='text'>A Young man sat under a bodhi tree wondering what was in store. Beside him lay part of a branch which had fallen to the ground. He picked up the stick and was absently waving it in the air while his attention wandered. With a snap he was present and the stick had lost about half it's length and his enlightenment began. He consciously waved the stick around as he had before but no further change. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115496606605718092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115496606605718092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115496606605718092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115496606605718092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/sonata-for-bodhi-tree.html' title='Sonata for a Bodhi  Tree'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-115464266419386778</id><published>2006-08-03T16:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T16:04:24.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Ptolemy can teach us in the modern world or the power of thought.</title><summary type='text'>Over a period of time Ptolemy collected a series of observations recorded at various points around the known world and put them together in the marvellous catalog of thought Almagest. One can imagine him gathering all these facts and figures around him and staring out the open window for a bit before drawing some circles and angles. From this he is able to discern that the Earth is spherical and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/115464266419386778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=115464266419386778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115464266419386778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/115464266419386778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-ptolemy-can-teach-us-in-modern.html' title='What Ptolemy can teach us in the modern world or the power of thought.'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-113431728886641151</id><published>2005-12-11T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T09:10:43.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory and Culture</title><summary type='text'>My father left me with a legacy which speaks to the subject of memory in a way that both complicates and solidifies, for me, the conception of the ways in which memory functions. It is a distinct image of him at the head of the table looking off into a space beyond the room, and the sound of his voice in my head intoning, “There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/113431728886641151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=113431728886641151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/113431728886641151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/113431728886641151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2005/12/memory-and-culture.html' title='Memory and Culture'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-113423497257832208</id><published>2005-12-10T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T10:16:12.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>En Fin</title><summary type='text'>     The readings for this semester have increased and clarified a fundamental internal tension for me. I, like a good Platonist, believe in the thing itself; that the object has material reality and a form which makes it identifiable as that thing. What is said or perceived about the thing does not in any way alter the nature of the thing itself. This is not to say that perception and discourse </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/113423497257832208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=113423497257832208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/113423497257832208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/113423497257832208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2005/12/en-fin.html' title='En Fin'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-113382736082716630</id><published>2005-12-05T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T17:02:40.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think I Can See Kansas from Here!</title><summary type='text'>     We are all standing on the shoulders of giants, or so T.S.Eliot would have us believe. He contends that a poet must always develop a consciousness of the past in order to be able to create anything  that can aspire to the name of art. In a way the poet must be related to the Tradition  in a parallel way that for Bordieu the critic must be related to culture. These arguments beg the same </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/113382736082716630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=113382736082716630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/113382736082716630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/113382736082716630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-think-i-can-see-kansas-from-here.html' title='I Think I Can See Kansas from Here!'/><author><name>J. D. T. Saul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159735288363113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/674/1463/1600/MECUSP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15709392.post-113328342121272721</id><published>2005-11-29T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T09:57:01.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From previous work with Irigaray for what it's worth</title><summary type='text'>According to Freud, female sexuality is formed in a mirror reverse of the male; she loves the father and then identifies with the mother. The female is already castrated and is therefore envious of the male and compensates for this by having a baby. For Luce Irigaray, this formula for sexuality is unacceptable. In "The Sex Which is Not One," she argues that if this Freudian dynamic holds true, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/feeds/113328342121272721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15709392&amp;postID=113328342121272721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/113328342121272721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15709392/posts/default/113328342121272721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xverfneblin.blogspot.com/2005/11/from-previous-work-with-irigaray-for.html' title='From previous work with Irigaray for what it&apos;s worth'/><author><name>J. D. T. 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