<?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-21879316</id><updated>2011-11-26T22:22:23.565-05:00</updated><category term='ethics'/><category term='childhood'/><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='mosaics'/><category term='plans'/><category term='sad'/><category term='fantasy football'/><category term='funny'/><category term='shadenfreude'/><category term='mullet'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='video game'/><category term='Delmas'/><category term='awesomeness'/><category term='art'/><category term='Keith'/><category term='middle east'/><category term='Rusty'/><category term='Commagere Blvd.'/><category term='war'/><category term='i don&apos;t know about this'/><category term='mopes'/><category term='home'/><category term='just wondering'/><category term='truth'/><category term='psychology'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='mystery'/><category term='Bible'/><category term='iraq'/><category term='family'/><category term='springsteen'/><category term='Adrian'/><category term='WTF'/><category term='pets'/><category term='cautionary tale'/><category term='History'/><category term='pop culture'/><category term='TMI'/><category term='abandoned'/><category term='therapy metaphors'/><category term='grandma'/><category term='embarrassing'/><category term='heck yes'/><category term='Mountain Glossary'/><category term='grandpa'/><category term='me and Nan'/><category term='cars'/><category term='rant'/><category term='therapy'/><category term='racism'/><category term='fired'/><category term='Nancy Kramer'/><category term='waynie'/><category term='Nan'/><category term='nathan'/><category term='not here to lie'/><category term='GCMHC'/><category term='travian'/><category term='Religion/Politics'/><category term='property'/><category term='canoe'/><category term='rants'/><category term='college'/><category term='language'/><category term='grief'/><category term='game'/><category term='river'/><category term='fu'/><category term='evil bastards'/><category term='Karen'/><category term='yeswecan'/><category term='dare I hope?'/><category term='ufo'/><category term='movie'/><category term='disaster'/><category term='Mahoney'/><category term='people'/><category term='monkey'/><category term='mom and dad'/><category term='Roxanne'/><category term='Gizmo'/><category term='The Man'/><category term='mus'/><category term='Civil War'/><category term='funny because it&apos;s true'/><category term='why i&apos;m crazy'/><category term='lucibelle'/><category term='Process'/><category term='radiohead'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='race'/><category term='brush with greatness'/><category term='another cool concept blog'/><category term='Life is Grand'/><category term='tobicat'/><category term='sign of encroaching old age'/><category term='stained glass'/><category term='tales from the bipolar'/><category term='learning curve'/><category term='ingenuity'/><category term='one aspect of the Field Theory'/><category term='Whitney'/><category term='animals'/><category term='poem'/><category term='road trip'/><category term='irony'/><category term='Mountain Life'/><category term='list'/><category term='saints'/><category term='Sally'/><category term='Rachel'/><category term='resigned'/><category term='Madden'/><category term='Dad'/><category term='reality check'/><category term='treasure'/><category term='new orleans'/><category term='Miriam'/><category term='note to self'/><category term='Catholic'/><category term='Personal Glossary'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='Roxy'/><category term='family glossary'/><category term='green'/><category term='thought experiments'/><category term='ouch'/><category term='51%'/><category term='wars'/><category term='ano'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='Boys&apos; Club'/><category term='Ken'/><category term='football'/><category term='cool blog'/><category term='derek'/><category term='hero'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='dale'/><category term='science'/><category term='meme'/><category term='placebo'/><category term='me'/><category term='David'/><category term='assholes'/><category term='Cool site'/><category term='dumbasses'/><category term='photography'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='James'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='music'/><category term='Omi'/><category term='Lambda Chi'/><category term='bill marquez'/><category term='katrina'/><category term='confessions'/><category term='hints'/><category term='widgets'/><category term='pranks'/><category term='coolest thing ever'/><category term='pop'/><category term='cliches'/><category term='cool'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='Abigail'/><category term='jobs'/><category term='george bush'/><category term='words'/><category term='thought experiment'/><category term='drugs are bad'/><category term='taking it back'/><category term='weird'/><category term='for nerds'/><category term='Joe Among the Sunnis'/><category term='supervisory metaphors'/><category term='therapy glossary'/><category term='oh'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Ralph Ott</title><subtitle type='html'>Other stuff and a very seldom mosaic.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3222</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-8114567853603057567</id><published>2011-11-09T06:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T06:59:39.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mosaics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Process'/><title type='text'>Process: 10. Negro y Azul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xflMJTLIWMc/Trpl8V5G6QI/AAAAAAAAF98/318jQk53enI/s1600/IMG_0107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xflMJTLIWMc/Trpl8V5G6QI/AAAAAAAAF98/318jQk53enI/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think this piece is going to end up being pretty rewarding, although there is plenty of time to mess it up. I feel vindicated, so far, in my decision to enlarge the image so I can get the detail. I like the personality of the image--there is a dignified sadness coming out of the glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every mosaic contains music, particularly those that take a long time. I can look at certain mosaics and the music I listened to while working on it will play in my head. For instance, I can trace the mosaic border around our upstairs dining room to the time that Grandpa passed away in 2006, and the music I hear in my mind is Steve Kimock.&amp;nbsp;Rachel's elephant contains the sound of the insider podcast to &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amctv.com/shows/breaking-bad"&gt;Breaking Bad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, which of course is not music, but the show is my current obsession and I am thrilled that there is so much extra media to help me dig into the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working my way up the left side of the mosaic, intending to finish all but the ear, which is still a lot of territory. I've been putting more time in lately. Ten minutes here and there makes for slow progress, but as I see it come together I'm more motivated to stay put. Plus, I'm done with &lt;i&gt;Breaking Bad&lt;/i&gt;, so I've got the time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way &lt;i&gt;Negro y Azul &lt;/i&gt;is the title of an episode from Season 3 of Breaking Bad, and means "Black and Blue" in Spanish, which speaks to where I'm working on the mosaic. But also, the title refers to a song and video performed at the beginning of the show in the style of &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=113664067"&gt;Narcocorridos&lt;/a&gt;, ballads of the competing Mexican drug cartels. Heisenberg, or Walter White, has gained the notice of the Mexican drug cartel, who have plans for him that he won't like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-8114567853603057567?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/8114567853603057567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=8114567853603057567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/8114567853603057567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/8114567853603057567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/11/negro-y-azul.html' title='Process: 10. Negro y Azul'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xflMJTLIWMc/Trpl8V5G6QI/AAAAAAAAF98/318jQk53enI/s72-c/IMG_0107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-3954587704740561856</id><published>2011-11-06T05:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T05:47:00.813-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'>Oh No They Didn't! - thirteen movie poster trends that are here to stay and what they say about their movies:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ohnotheydidnt.livejournal.com/64047251.html"&gt;Oh No They Didn't! - thirteen movie poster trends that are here to stay and what they say about their movies&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #7c578c; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;1. Tiny People On the Beach, Giant Heads in the Clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #7c578c; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #7c578c; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.imgur.com/V6zRV.jpg" style="background-color: #7c578c; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i.imgur.com/Ky44K.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #7c578c; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: #7c578c; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: #7c578c; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;These movies are always sappy dramas. Do not allow you to be mislead by the trailer or calibre of the people involved into thinking otherwise. The protagonist/his little brother/father and/or love interest is very likely to end up dead. You probably should keep your tissues handy because you'll cry tears of sorrow, tears of joy, tears because you just wasted 13 dollars on this movie. This sort of poster is inevitably used for anything that involves Nicholas Sparks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #7c578c; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Read more at ONTD:&lt;a href="http://ohnotheydidnt.livejournal.com/64047251.html#ixzz1cuQwDHoH" style="color: #003399; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;http://ohnotheydidnt.livejournal.com/64047251.html#ixzz1cuQwDHoH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-3954587704740561856?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/3954587704740561856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=3954587704740561856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3954587704740561856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3954587704740561856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-no-they-didnt-thirteen-movie-poster.html' title='Oh No They Didn&apos;t! - thirteen movie poster trends that are here to stay and what they say about their movies:'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-6711991674020314629</id><published>2011-11-06T05:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T02:45:14.968-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'>The Zen of Robert California - The Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/2011/11/03/the_zen_of_robert_california/"&gt;The Zen of Robert California - The Office - Salon.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught up with The Office on Netflix this summer, and I think it's one of the greatest shows I ever saw. But there has been little doubt that Steve Carrell was the heart of the show and I have been worried that it jumped the shark when he left. But this article gives me some hope that maybe things will be okay and the new team will find its way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="art" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Droid Sans', Arial, Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: -1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.8em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Office" class="attachment-lg_horizontal wp-post-image" height="307" src="http://media.salon.com/2011/11/spader31-460x307.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; max-width: 470px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" title="The Office" width="460" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="artMeta" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-style: double; border-bottom-width: 3px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 1.1em; line-height: 1.2em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 2.5em; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 1.4em; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;THE OFFICE -- "The List" Episode 802 -- Pictured: (l-r) Rainn Wilson as Dwight Schrute, James Spader as Robert California -- Photo by: Chris Haston/NBC &amp;nbsp;(Credit: Chris Haston)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="topics" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: left; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Droid Sans', Arial, Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1.2em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-transform: uppercase; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;strong class="label" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Droid Serif', 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 4px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;TOPICS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/topic/the_office/" rel="tag" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #111111; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;THE OFFICE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entryContent clearfix" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Georgia, 'Droid Serif', 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The post-Michael Scott version of “The Office” isn’t what I expected, but it’s growing on me. First I had to get over the fact that James Spader’s character — Robert California, CEO of Dunder-Mifflin’s parent company — isn’t quite the scary, malevolent person I hoped he’d be, based on California’s debut in last season’s finale and Spader’s track record of playing unhinged oddballs. California is a mind-effer, to be sure, but he’s more benevolent than expected...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-6711991674020314629?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/6711991674020314629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=6711991674020314629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6711991674020314629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6711991674020314629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/11/zen-of-robert-california-office-salon.html' title='The Zen of Robert California - The Office'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-160792663235584058</id><published>2011-11-06T05:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T02:41:37.742-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'>21 Forgotten TV subplots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.avclub.com/articles/and-no-one-will-ever-mention-it-again-under-penalt,61250/"&gt;“And no one will ever mention it again, under penalty of torture”: 21 forgotten TV subplots  | TV | Inventory | The A.V. Club&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of my favorites include Walt being special on&lt;i&gt; Lost&lt;/i&gt;, but then disappearing from the show, I guess to coincide with the actor's puberty. Another was Nicky, from the second season of &lt;i&gt;Twin Peaks&lt;/i&gt;, Dick Tremayne's orphaned young protege, who might have been a killer, but oh well... And then there was Mark Brendanawicz just disappearing as Leslie Knope's love interest on &lt;i&gt;Parks and Recreation...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-160792663235584058?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/160792663235584058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=160792663235584058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/160792663235584058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/160792663235584058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/11/21-forgotten-tv-subplots.html' title='21 Forgotten TV subplots'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-1728761832241297032</id><published>2011-11-04T06:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T06:14:23.028-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not here to lie'/><title type='text'>Hyperbole and a Half: Adventures in Depression:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2011/10/adventures-in-depression.html"&gt;Hyperbole and a Half: Adventures in Depression&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Webcomic artist chronicles her bout with depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Some people have a legitimate reason to feel depressed, but not me. I just woke up one day feeling sad and helpless for absolutely no reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5KYndYQvhcA/TqjwLC8ZsNI/AAAAAAAAGZM/O6b-guyxRHU/s1600/sad16alt.png" imageanchor="1" style="color: #666666; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5KYndYQvhcA/TqjwLC8ZsNI/AAAAAAAAGZM/O6b-guyxRHU/s320/sad16alt.png" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;It's disappointing to feel sad for no reason. Sadness can be almost pleasantly indulgent when you have a way to justify it - you can listen to sad music and imagine yourself as the protagonist in a dramatic movie. You can gaze out the window while you're crying and think "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;This is so sad. I can't even believe how sad this whole situation is. I bet even a reenactment of my sadness could bring an entire theater audience to tears."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-1728761832241297032?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/1728761832241297032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=1728761832241297032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1728761832241297032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1728761832241297032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/11/hyperbole-and-half-adventures-in.html' title='Hyperbole and a Half: Adventures in Depression:'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5KYndYQvhcA/TqjwLC8ZsNI/AAAAAAAAGZM/O6b-guyxRHU/s72-c/sad16alt.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-2926413016340542704</id><published>2011-11-04T06:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T06:11:27.537-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality check'/><title type='text'>Your Own Worst Enemy: Getting Over Impostor Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.xojane.com/issues/impostor"&gt;Your Own Worst Enemy: Getting Over Impostor Syndrome | xoJane&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You ever feel like nothing you do is good enough and someday someone will expose you for the giant fraud you secretly are? No? Oh. Never mind, then.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-2926413016340542704?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/2926413016340542704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=2926413016340542704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/2926413016340542704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/2926413016340542704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/11/your-own-worst-enemy-getting-over.html' title='Your Own Worst Enemy: Getting Over Impostor Syndrome'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-6445777351463732101</id><published>2011-11-04T06:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T06:10:04.542-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another cool concept blog'/><title type='text'>Every Episode of Full House Reviewed in Chronological Order</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fullhousereviewed.wordpress.com/"&gt;Every Episode of Full House Reviewed in Chronological Order&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="title" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #9bc3d5; background-image: url(http://s0.wp.com/wp-content/themes/pub/ocean-mist/images/bg_h2.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 50% 100%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; color: #4b5d67; float: left; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; width: 543px;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: url(http://s0.wp.com/wp-content/themes/pub/ocean-mist/images/icon_entry.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 24px 50%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; font-size: 16px; font: normal normal normal 1.4em/normal Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 12px; padding-left: 42px; padding-right: 100px; padding-top: 9px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fullhousereviewed.wordpress.com/2011/11/04/season-4-episode-16-stephanie-gets-framed/" rel="bookmark" style="color: #7f1d1d; font-size: 16px; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Season 4, Episode 16, “Stephanie Gets&amp;nbsp;Framed”&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-1819 post type-post status-publish format-standard hentry category-season-4" style="background-color: #9bc3d5; color: #4b5d67; float: left; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 18px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 18px; text-align: left; width: 525px;"&gt;&lt;div class="entry" style="float: none; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 23px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Pre-Credits Gag:&amp;nbsp; Michelle brushes her teeth and then Danny holds her over the sink when she spits.&amp;nbsp; That’s really all that happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fullhousereviewed.files.wordpress.com/2011/11/screen-shot-2011-11-01-at-4-37-49-am.png" style="color: #7f1d1d; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-1826" height="392" src="http://fullhousereviewed.files.wordpress.com/2011/11/screen-shot-2011-11-01-at-4-37-49-am.png?w=500&amp;amp;h=392" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 29, 29); border-left-color: rgb(127, 29, 29); border-right-color: rgb(127, 29, 29); border-top-color: rgb(127, 29, 29); line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="Screen shot 2011-11-01 at 4.37.49 AM" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;DJ gives Michelle her old piggy bank and teaches her how to weasel money out of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fullhousereviewed.files.wordpress.com/2011/11/screen-shot-2011-11-01-at-4-40-10-am.png" style="background-color: #e2ebf8; color: #7f1d1d; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-1827" height="383" src="http://fullhousereviewed.files.wordpress.com/2011/11/screen-shot-2011-11-01-at-4-40-10-am.png?w=500&amp;amp;h=383" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 29, 29); border-left-color: rgb(127, 29, 29); border-right-color: rgb(127, 29, 29); border-top-color: rgb(127, 29, 29); line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="Screen shot 2011-11-01 at 4.40.10 AM" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Stephanie comes home with a note from school that says that she needs an eye examination.&amp;nbsp; She worries that she’ll look like a geek with glasses but Danny explains that with the way her face has been shaping out over the last few years, glasses are the least of her worries.&amp;nbsp; Well, maybe he didn’t exactly say that, but you can tell he was thinking it.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, he tells her she’s gotta get glasses and tough shit if she don’t like it, then Michelle comes in and bums money off of everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Rebecca Donaldson tells Jesse that it’s time for him to pick his best man for their wedding.&amp;nbsp; Danny and Joey are called into the kitchen and told that one of them is going to be selected, then there’s some conflict over who it should be.&amp;nbsp; Didn’t Jesse have any friends before he started hanging out with these guys all the time 4 years ago?&amp;nbsp; It’s like his whole life before the full house has been erased, like he’s been assimilated or something.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, Jesse ends up picking Joey and Danny gets all butt hurt about it.&amp;nbsp; You can’t really blame him, considering that he’s been housing and feeding Jesse for years now.&amp;nbsp; You’d think he’d get a shout-out, like, one time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-6445777351463732101?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/6445777351463732101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=6445777351463732101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6445777351463732101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6445777351463732101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/11/every-episode-of-full-house-reviewed-in.html' title='Every Episode of Full House Reviewed in Chronological Order'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-1843805987302678034</id><published>2011-11-02T06:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T06:01:59.687-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny because it&apos;s true'/><title type='text'>7 B.S. Sports Stories for when the media has nothing to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/blog/7-b.s.-sports-stories-when-media-has-nothing-to-say/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+CrackedRSS+%28Cracked%3A+All+Posts%29"&gt;7 B.S. Sports Stories for When The Media Has Nothing to Say | Cracked.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself compulsively watching the ever-expanding coverage of the NFL, which gets more annoying all the time as the producers of sports content grasp for ways to add extenders to the product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #530709;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #530709;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...#6. Asking Random, Unqualified People For Their Opinions&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #530709;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://i-beta.crackedcdn.com/phpimages/article/8/6/4/98864_v1.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="610" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;By about Wednesday in the NFL news cycle, you're pretty much out of relevant people commenting on what happened during the games on Sunday and Monday, and if you're in the offseason of any sports, nobody relevant has got a damn thing to say, or anything to say it about.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's why you just start asking whoever the hell you can get your hands on about whatever you can think of. One reporter &lt;a href="http://blog.sfgate.com/49ers/2011/10/26/how-andrew-lucks-draft-stock-could-fall/" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #145e9d; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="c"&gt;asked pro football player Ricky Jean Francois&lt;/a&gt; to predict the future career of superstar college quarterback Andrew Luck. Jean Francois isn't a scout, or even a quarterback. He's a 300-pound guy whose job it is to be a human wall. Predictably, he said Luck would do fine until he ended up playing Jean Francois' old school (LSU), and then he would lose because LSU is the best....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-1843805987302678034?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/1843805987302678034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=1843805987302678034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1843805987302678034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1843805987302678034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/11/7-bs-sports-stories-for-when-media-has.html' title='7 B.S. Sports Stories for when the media has nothing to say'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-2284353140990302276</id><published>2011-11-02T05:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T05:56:16.178-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Herman Cain: Bad Lip Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uE5xZKszXMQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-2284353140990302276?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/2284353140990302276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=2284353140990302276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/2284353140990302276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/2284353140990302276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/11/herman-cain-bad-lip-reading.html' title='Herman Cain: Bad Lip Reading'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/uE5xZKszXMQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-4834280155083171249</id><published>2011-10-31T18:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T18:00:00.715-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>The Momentus Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://momentusproject.com/"&gt;The Momentus Project&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E9-t6YFf0BQ/Tq7kXHUdGqI/AAAAAAAAF9E/RzZC7lZakuk/s1600/MomentUS_Katrina_R2-fixed_875.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E9-t6YFf0BQ/Tq7kXHUdGqI/AAAAAAAAF9E/RzZC7lZakuk/s400/MomentUS_Katrina_R2-fixed_875.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A collaborative art project of visualizations of important moments in American history. This is an artist's rendering of Hurricane Katrina, which is interesting but perpetuates the misconception that Katrina was a Louisiana thing, when the Mississippi Gulf Coast, as well as the Alabama Gulf Coast, were also devastated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-4834280155083171249?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/4834280155083171249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=4834280155083171249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4834280155083171249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4834280155083171249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/momentus-project.html' title='The Momentus Project'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E9-t6YFf0BQ/Tq7kXHUdGqI/AAAAAAAAF9E/RzZC7lZakuk/s72-c/MomentUS_Katrina_R2-fixed_875.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-9186720294493657009</id><published>2011-10-31T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T18:00:01.511-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Politics--what can you say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tpmmuckraker.talkingpointsmemo.com/2011/10/the_origins_of_rick_perrys_birther_call_to_release.php"&gt;The Origins Of Rick Perry’s Call To Release Obama’s Grades | TPMMuckraker&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: droid-serif, Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s become fashionable among some birthers to shift from calling for President Obama’s birth certificate to instead call for his school records.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin: 15px 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As TPM’s Evan McMorris-Santoro put it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2012.talkingpointsmemo.com/2011/10/rick-perry-goes-full-birther-lets-see-his-grades-video.php" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; color: #990000; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;, making digs about Obama’s grades “is a key component of a less-than-subtle birther conspiracy that Obama got into Harvard for reasons, you know, other than his intelligence.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin: 15px 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But where did this latest conspiracy theory come from? Tough to say for sure, but it seems likely that like most not-crazy ideas, this one came from a chain e-mail.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin: 15px 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back in June 2009, World Net Daily, the birther-est of birther sites, claimed that many of Obama’s school records — from Kindergarten in Hawaii through his time at Occidental College, and then on to Columbia undergraduate and Harvard Law School — are missing. The argument was summed up by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wnd.com/?pageId=100613" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; color: #990000; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WND columnist Jack Cashill&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; who said, “If Obama’s LSAT scores merited admission (to Harvard), we would know about them. We don’t. The Obama camp guards those scores, like his SAT scores, more tightly that Iran does its nuclear secrets.”...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin: 15px 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-9186720294493657009?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/9186720294493657009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=9186720294493657009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/9186720294493657009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/9186720294493657009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/politics-what-can-you-say.html' title='Politics--what can you say?'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-6584868744307167531</id><published>2011-10-28T05:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T05:51:53.537-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mosaics'/><title type='text'>Powerful Paper Portrait of Babushka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mymodernmet.com/profiles/blogs/my-precious-babushka"&gt;Powerful Paper Portrait of Babushka - My Modern Metropolis&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://api.ning.com/files/VMsAj-2J1yhX5ZVQ7pPFlxoIClDK18ZXA-kjpQbALp5Op*rnnxjOL0gCDBfqVvPJVkWkLtDf7OAko9H5LY0x01hqA4oIiNqs/Babushka.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://api.ning.com/files/VMsAj-2J1yhX5ZVQ7pPFlxoIClDK18ZXA-kjpQbALp5Op*rnnxjOL0gCDBfqVvPJVkWkLtDf7OAko9H5LY0x01hqA4oIiNqs/Babushka.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is another take on the mosaic form, by somebody light years more talented. Really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-6584868744307167531?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/6584868744307167531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=6584868744307167531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6584868744307167531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6584868744307167531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/powerful-paper-portrait-of-babushka.html' title='Powerful Paper Portrait of Babushka'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-500900226395397419</id><published>2011-10-28T05:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T05:50:02.465-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Rick Perry: The Best Little Whore In Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.rollingstone.com/politics/news/rick-perry-the-best-little-whore-in-texas-20111026"&gt;Rick Perry: The Best Little Whore In Texas | Politics News | Rolling Stone&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Taibbi is not afraid to go there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;By the time Perry shows up, I'm jazzed and ready for history. You always want to remember the first time you see the possible next president in person. But as every young person knows, the first time is not always a pleasant experience. Perry lumbers onstage looking exceedingly well-groomed, but also ashen and exhausted, like a funeral director with a hangover.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-500900226395397419?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/500900226395397419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=500900226395397419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/500900226395397419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/500900226395397419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/rick-perry-best-little-whore-in-texas.html' title='Rick Perry: The Best Little Whore In Texas'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-329709750713797041</id><published>2011-10-28T05:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T05:48:51.366-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning curve'/><title type='text'>Acting like you own the place...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lifehacker.com/5853250/how-to-sound-like-you-know-what-youre-talking-about-even-when-you-dont"&gt;How to Sound Like You Know What You're Talking About (Even When You Don't)&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This goes into the territory of my cousin Harold Gene's old mantra to "act like you own the place," or in 12-step jargon, to "fake it till you make it." For instance:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Liberation Serif', serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 21px; font-style: inherit; line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 21px; line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 13px; 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padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; text-indent: -100em; vertical-align: baseline; width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Full size&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Liberation Serif', serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img height="355" src="http://cache.gawkerassets.com/assets/images/17/2011/10/medium_captainhammer.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: left; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 40px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Liberation Serif', serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One of the most important things you can do is appear confident. If you act like you know what you're talking about, it's a lot more likely you'll be perceived as knowing what you're talking about. This means avoiding "blank words" such as "like", "um", etc. It's okay to pause and think when you have to, and if you accidentally say one of these blank words, don't freak out, but overall it's a good idea to try to strike them from your vocabulary. Talk slowly, calmly, and think about what you're going to say &lt;span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; you speak, and you'll already have a huge head start.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-329709750713797041?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/329709750713797041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=329709750713797041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/329709750713797041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/329709750713797041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/acting-like-you-own-place.html' title='Acting like you own the place...'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-8240662129049222233</id><published>2011-10-26T05:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T06:04:42.173-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mosaics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Process'/><title type='text'>Process: 9. Easy but not fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OY4Qx8-R_c/TqfXsEZvudI/AAAAAAAAF8A/rsOJsq9E_KA/s1600/IMG_0104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OY4Qx8-R_c/TqfXsEZvudI/AAAAAAAAF8A/rsOJsq9E_KA/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The area to the bottom left is the leg, which is in shadow, and it contains well-defined detail of the wrinkled skin. It's not hard at all, but progress is slow. It takes longer to make a small piece than a large one, and it can feel like I'm covering ground when&amp;nbsp;I haven't gotten very far at all. I do like making tiny pieces, though. There is something meditative about it, if I spend enough time to let go of my impatience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-8240662129049222233?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/8240662129049222233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=8240662129049222233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/8240662129049222233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/8240662129049222233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/process-9-easy-but-not-fast.html' title='Process: 9. Easy but not fast'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OY4Qx8-R_c/TqfXsEZvudI/AAAAAAAAF8A/rsOJsq9E_KA/s72-c/IMG_0104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-2147519653183179505</id><published>2011-10-26T05:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T06:39:38.627-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not here to lie'/><title type='text'>Chimney sweep and resweep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Exeb6xzw4G8/TqfVpXwglrI/AAAAAAAAF74/Vf29Oeilpi8/s1600/IMG_0099-tiltshift.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Exeb6xzw4G8/TqfVpXwglrI/AAAAAAAAF74/Vf29Oeilpi8/s320/IMG_0099-tiltshift.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've lived here for 10 years and I had never cleaned the chimney. I vaguely felt some guilt and worry about it, but it was about like putting off a prostate exam. However, last year the downstairs wood stove put out so much smoke that it became unusable. The time had come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I removed the pipe behind the stove. It was embarrassingly clogged up with creosote, as was the horizontal ceramic pipe leading back to the chimney. I cleaned up all that mess with Sally's chimney brush, flinging bits of creosote all over the den. Then it was time to climb onto the roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread getting on the roof, because I'm afraid I'll fall off. I don't fear death so much as I have gotten to the age where, when I hurt myself, the injury is permanent. So I very shakily get up on the roof with Sally's chimney brush gathered in my arms, unable to shake the worry that one false move will start me sliding. The grit of the shingles holds steady until I get to the steeper part by the chimney, where I slide back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shout down for Nan to throw me up a rope that I can tie to the chimney, and eventually we get a rope around it. The rope does help, because now I can lean back and get a better angle against the shingles, so my shoes don't slide. However, I cling to the chimney with one arm, holding on for dear life, while I &amp;nbsp;shove the chimney brush down into the hole. There is a small round pipe going to the downstairs, which we use a lot, and a larger square pipe going to the upstairs, which we use much less often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chimney brush gets stuck in the round pipe and I can't dislodge it. I send Nan in to see if she can see it from inside downstairs, and she comes back to say that even with four four-foot sections of pole, it still hasn't reached all the way down. But meanwhile I push and pull until I get it moving and it starts to come back up. I then lean over to scrub the larger square chimney, which really doesn't look bad from the roof, and the brush just rattles around and I'm not accomplishing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin to feel more secure that I may survive the chimney cleaning. The big chimney can wait another year, or ten. I untie the rope and work my way off the roof. The last hurdle is how to situate myself to get back on the ladder. Somehow, I keep my balance and my footing, and I make it back to the ground.&amp;nbsp;I really don't like doing things where, with one false move, I could maim myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only became cold enough to light a fire a week later, so it was time. I gathered some kindling, and we still had a stack of very dry firewood on the back porch. I lit the kindling, which showed an ominous disinterest in lighting. I added more kindling and finally got a fire going, but the smoke started backing up, coming from six different places in the newly cleaned and&amp;nbsp;re-installed&amp;nbsp;pipe. After pacing, cursing, trying to adjust the fit of the vent pipe, it became clear that the chimney was still clogged. I would have to get back on the roof. Whatever I hadn't reached with the brush was still clogging the chimney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I purchased three more sections of fiberglass rod for the brush, climbed back on the roof. Nan tied off a rope for me so I'd have better purchase for the steeper part of the roof. The chimney was still embarrassingly clogged up. The longer brush got to areas of impasse that were totally blocked. I had to pull the brush out and remove it, then break through the creosote with rod itself. Then I reattached the brush and fought it all the way down the length of the chimney, holding on for dear life. But I finally got all the way--Nan could see the brush from inside. I could also hear the creosote falling with every movement of the brush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-BZue1ioSM/TrpmVF_O60I/AAAAAAAAF-E/gfGdu9zJMuE/s1600/IMG_0105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-BZue1ioSM/TrpmVF_O60I/AAAAAAAAF-E/gfGdu9zJMuE/s320/IMG_0105.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I'd done all I could, I came back inside, and Nate helped me scoop out the loose creosote from the flue behind the stove. We hauled out a whole bucket. It had warmed up considerably, but we still got a frost that evening. Cold enough for a fire. Oh, what a joy it was to light a fire in that clean stove and see it pick up such a good draft. It burned so well that Sunday morning there were barely enough embers left to rekindle it. Just enough, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning I had some pretty cool bruises on my arms and legs, and the good kind of soreness from doing physical labor that I hadn't done in a while. I'm less scared of the roof after my second trip up there. It all worked out. There was no need for all that cursing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-2147519653183179505?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/2147519653183179505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=2147519653183179505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/2147519653183179505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/2147519653183179505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/chimney-sweep-and-resweep.html' title='Chimney sweep and resweep'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Exeb6xzw4G8/TqfVpXwglrI/AAAAAAAAF74/Vf29Oeilpi8/s72-c/IMG_0099-tiltshift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-2868052757248866106</id><published>2011-10-26T05:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T05:17:56.503-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs are bad'/><title type='text'>Dry Drunk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://addictionrecoverybasics.com/dry-drunk-an-in-depth-explanation-of-the-dry-drunk-in-recovery/"&gt;Dry Drunk | An In Depth Explanation Of The Dry Drunk In Recovery | Addiction Recovery Basics&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Dry drunk is a slang expression which describes a person who no longer drinks or drugs but is still behaving in a dysfunctional way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;What is a dry drunk, and the ‘dry drunk syndrome’ as it is sometimes called? It can best be described as someone who fits one of two conditions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; line-height: 22px;"&gt;1. The first is someone who has given up drinking and drugging and not made any internal or emotional changes, they stay the same but the substance is gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; line-height: 22px;"&gt;2. Or in the second case, someone who once was abstinent and on a progressive path of recovery, but has slowly returned to chaotic and unrealistic thinking, which may be leading back toward relapse....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-2868052757248866106?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/2868052757248866106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=2868052757248866106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/2868052757248866106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/2868052757248866106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/dry-drunk.html' title='Dry Drunk'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-7834975694318775062</id><published>2011-10-26T05:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T05:15:58.557-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool'/><title type='text'>LISTEN UP, MAGGOTS! I’M MAKING MY GRANDDAUGHTER A SWEATER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://filmdrunk.uproxx.com/2011/10/r-lee-ermey-is-knitting"&gt;LISTEN UP, MAGGOTS! I’M MAKING MY GRANDDAUGHTER A SWEATER!&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.fd.uproxx.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/ermey-knits.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://cdn.fd.uproxx.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/ermey-knits.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lee Ermey, former Marine drill instructor and actor famous for portraying Marine drill instructors, crochets. But he does it all badass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-7834975694318775062?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/7834975694318775062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=7834975694318775062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/7834975694318775062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/7834975694318775062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/listen-up-maggots-im-making-my.html' title='LISTEN UP, MAGGOTS! I’M MAKING MY GRANDDAUGHTER A SWEATER!'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-8184960763836228031</id><published>2011-10-26T05:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T05:11:02.311-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality check'/><title type='text'>Hurry up, get more done, and die</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/g/a/2011/10/19/notes101911.DTL&amp;amp;ao=all"&gt;Hurry up, get more done, and die | Full Page&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;"In any 48-hour period in 2010," says &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/innovations/post/innovators-data-will-set-you-free/2011/10/06/gIQAhidPSL_blog.html" target="blank"&gt;a stunning bit&lt;/a&gt; I just read in the Atlantic by way of entrepreneur Yuri Milner, "more data was created than had been created by all of humanity in the past 30,000 years. By the year 2020, that same amount of data will be created in a single hour." Go ahead, swallow. Hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;It is no longer possible to sit quietly on the park bench without checking your Facebook feed, &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2011/10/18/tech/mobile/siri-answers-iphone-4s/" target="blank"&gt;chatting with Siri&lt;/a&gt; and waving to the CCTV cameras. It is no longer possible to be astonished at the wonder of your footfalls along the forest path and not feel the urge to check email, find the nearest Starbucks, Hipstamatic the hell out of that beautiful fallen tree. 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It’s possible to drive for hours in this mountain hollow without encountering a cellphone signal, and some newcomers think they owe their lives to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pocahontas County, population 8,719, is the epicenter of the National Radio Quiet Zone, a 13,000-square-mile rectangular area covering parts of West Virginia and Virginia. The zone, larger than the state of Maryland, was established in 1958 to minimize manmade signals that cloud the observations of radiotelescopes at the National Radio Astronomy Observatory...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-1315407088749075067?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/1315407088749075067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=1315407088749075067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1315407088749075067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1315407088749075067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/nixed-signals-wwwthedailycom.html' title='NIXED SIGNALS - WWW.THEDAILY.COM:'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-3946633603004931307</id><published>2011-10-19T05:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T05:21:49.336-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>The Billboard Wayback Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ivorysofa.blogspot.com/2011/10/billboard-wayback-machine.html"&gt;The Ivory Sofa: The Billboard Wayback Machine&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter a date range to see the Billboard top 40 for any given time period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://public.tableausoftware.com/javascripts/api/viz_v1.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tableauPlaceholder" style="height: 669px; 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color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Blog Lifecycle:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;1) Euphoric moment of inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;2) Pseudo-maniacal and self-indulgent perusing of domains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;3) Careful consideration of theme and design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;4) The inaugural post - "Hello world!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;5) The 2-4 post honeymoon phase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;6) Waning and changing interests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;7) Feelings of desperation and apathy from low engagement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;8) Inevitable abandonment :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've kept this one going for five years, but my ability to produce original content has waned. I'm like Don McLean trying to write a follow-up to &lt;i&gt;American Pie&lt;/i&gt;, although I've never been a Don McLean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-604760761849366047?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/604760761849366047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=604760761849366047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/604760761849366047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/604760761849366047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-are-95-of-blogs-abandoned-postary.html' title='Why are 95% of blogs abandoned?'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-3330182989835882988</id><published>2011-10-18T06:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T06:12:54.804-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality check'/><title type='text'>The Seductive Allure of Neuroscience Explanations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC2778755/"&gt;The Seductive Allure of Neuroscience Explanations&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f8f8f8; color: #212121; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Explanations of psychological phenomena seem to generate more public interest when they contain neuroscientific information. Even irrelevant neuroscience information in an explanation of a psychological phenomenon may interfere with people’s abilities to critically consider the underlying logic of this explanation...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;This reminds me of times when I was doing part of the training for certification for substance abuse counselors, and I explained cravings in terms of the reward centers of the brain. How well do I understand how the reward centers of the brain work? Not very well, but it did make my explanation more convincing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-3330182989835882988?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/3330182989835882988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=3330182989835882988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3330182989835882988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3330182989835882988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/seductive-allure-of-neuroscience.html' title='The Seductive Allure of Neuroscience Explanations'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-965297336930835853</id><published>2011-10-18T06:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T06:41:46.397-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'>The Zodiac of Horror</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.austincoppock.com/2011/10/halloween-horoscopes-astrology-horror/"&gt;Wheel of Misfortune: The Zodiac of Horror | Austin Coppock&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-family: Quattrocento, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #999999; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em Quattrocento, arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 12px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Leo:&amp;nbsp; The Infernal Child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #999999; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em Quattrocento, arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 12px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://austincoppock.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/Omen.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: red; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="size-full wp-image-1348 aligncenter" height="500" src="http://austincoppock.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/Omen.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: grey; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(128, 128, 128); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(128, 128, 128); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(128, 128, 128); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-style: initial; border-top-color: rgb(128, 128, 128); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; display: block; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center; vertical-align: baseline;" title="Omen" width="365" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em Quattrocento, arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 12px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Leo’s goal is to be oneself as authentically and effectively if possible.&amp;nbsp; But what if that self is evil?&amp;nbsp; One of the Leonine images most often used to represent this true self is the Divine Child.&amp;nbsp; This archetype is well-worn, and projected onto children to this day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em Quattrocento, arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 12px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;From Leo we see two related types of horror story, the well worn tale of Demonic Possession and the joyous tale of the Evil Child.&amp;nbsp; The tale of Demonic Possession is the standard Leonine story of self-expression, with a twist- the self being expressed is not the one that usually inhabits the body.&amp;nbsp; Here we have the emergence and truthful expression of a demonic and alien Self at the cost of the natural Self.&amp;nbsp; As the natural self becomes weaker and recedes, the alien Self’s identity becomes increasingly evident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em Quattrocento, arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 12px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;The other permutation of the Leo story&amp;nbsp; is when the True Self IS demonic.&amp;nbsp; Here we have the beloved tale of the Antichrist.&amp;nbsp; Most famously portrayed in the “Omen” series, a family slowly comes to understand that its child is, in fact, the one and only Anti-Christ.&amp;nbsp; This is a direct inversion of the archetype of the “Divine Child”- the “Infernal Child.”&amp;nbsp; Although most often seen through the lens of the Christian End Times mythos, this story is not dependent on its monotheistic lineage.&amp;nbsp; Rural European tales of “The Changeling” abound.&amp;nbsp; In this version of the Infernal Child, the real child is replaced at birth with an evil look alike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em Quattrocento, arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 12px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;It is interesting to note that the victim of possession is usually portrayed as a child, although a freight train of cases document the possession of adults.&amp;nbsp; This attests to the tendency to represent the “real self” as a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-965297336930835853?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/965297336930835853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=965297336930835853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/965297336930835853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/965297336930835853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/wheel-of-misfortune-zodiac-of-horror.html' title='The Zodiac of Horror'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-149192043574585664</id><published>2011-10-16T06:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T06:13:27.003-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not here to lie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality check'/><title type='text'>5 Parental Dick Moves You Hate (Until You're a Parent)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/blog/5-parental-dick-moves-you-hate-until-youre-parent_p2/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+CrackedRSS+%28Cracked%3A+All+Posts%29"&gt;5 Parental Dick Moves You Hate (Until You're a Parent) | Cracked.com&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouch. Every one of these are true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-149192043574585664?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/149192043574585664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=149192043574585664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/149192043574585664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/149192043574585664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/5-parental-dick-moves-you-hate-until.html' title='5 Parental Dick Moves You Hate (Until You&apos;re a Parent)'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-4356790655194763881</id><published>2011-10-13T05:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T04:48:05.052-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality check'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cautionary tale'/><title type='text'>Why did Steve Jobs choose not to effectively treat his cancer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.quora.com/Steve-Jobs/Why-did-Steve-Jobs-choose-not-to-effectively-treat-his-cancer"&gt;Steve Jobs: Why did Steve Jobs choose not to effectively treat his cancer? - Quora&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't realize that Steve Jobs put off medical treatment of his cancer for 9 months while he sought alternative cures. A Harvard medical school oncologist addresses the issue of the consequences in a situation like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, default; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;...Let me cut to the chase: Mr. Jobs allegedly chose to undergo all sorts of alternative treatment options before opting for conventional medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, default; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;This was, of course, a freedom he had all the rights to take, but given the circumstances it seems sound to assume that Mr. Jobs' choice for alternative medicine could have led to an unnecessarily early death...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-4356790655194763881?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/4356790655194763881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=4356790655194763881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4356790655194763881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4356790655194763881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/steve-jobs-why-did-steve-jobs-choose.html' title='Why did Steve Jobs choose not to effectively treat his cancer?'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-3278146423040913526</id><published>2011-10-13T04:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T06:13:56.785-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><title type='text'>The President Is Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/politics/archive/2011/10/the-president-is-black/246520/"&gt;The President Is Black - Ta-Nehisi Coates - Politics - The Atlantic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The interesting thing about &lt;a href="http://www.mediaite.com/online/herman-cain-obamas-never-been-a-part-of-the-black-experience-in-america/" style="color: #00598c; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Herman Cain's claim&lt;/a&gt; that Obama has "never been part of the black experience in America," is that wasn't actually initially his claim, but the claim of radio-host Neal Boortz. I think it's worth considering some of Boortz other commentary on the black experience, &lt;a href="http://mediamatters.org/mmtv/200802010015" style="color: #00598c; text-decoration: none;"&gt;specifically in reference to Katrina&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"That wasn't the cries of the downtrodden; that's the cries of the useless, the worthless. New Orleans was a welfare city, a city of parasites, a city of people who could not and had no desire to fend for themselves. You have a hurricane descending on them and they sit on their fat asses and wait for somebody else to come rescue them. "It's somebody else's job to get me out of here. It's somebody else's job to save my life. Not mine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Send me a bus, send me a limo, send me a boat, send me a helicopter, send me a taxi, send me something. But you certainly don't expect me to actually work to get myself out of this situation, do you? Haven't you been watching me for generations? I've never done anything to improve my own lot in life. I've never done anything to rescue myself. Why do you expect me to do that now, just because a levee broke?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know if Herman Cain agrees with this species of insight, or not, but forgive me if I don't take my cues on race from someone who considers New Orleans "a welfare city, a city of parasites." ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-3278146423040913526?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/3278146423040913526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=3278146423040913526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3278146423040913526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3278146423040913526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/president-is-black-ta-nehisi-coates.html' title='The President Is Black'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-925507162647278392</id><published>2011-10-12T06:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T04:57:34.876-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gizmo'/><title type='text'>Gizzy's Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WdfRrogG3UI/TpVpaZ95dJI/AAAAAAAAF7o/0SxLJ_0U4VY/s1600/1011110828a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WdfRrogG3UI/TpVpaZ95dJI/AAAAAAAAF7o/0SxLJ_0U4VY/s320/1011110828a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had originally planned to have Gizzy fixed by the fine people at the Alice B. Toklas spay/neuter clinic, but I &lt;a href="http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/failure-of-nerve.html"&gt;couldn't face the thought&lt;/a&gt; of putting him on that van packed with scared animals for the long ride to Bristol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I opted to have it done at the local vet where I could take my buddy in and pick him up. Nan and I could tell that he acted a bit clingy and nervous yesterday, like he knew something was up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's always up for a car ride and was more restless than usual, climbing up to sit on my shoulders, but not satisfied, hopping down to find another perch. We pulled up and he was about to get riled when he saw another dog. But when I put his leash on, he started to tremble. He knew this vet clinic to be a scary place. (His badass routine is all bluff and when push comes to shove, he's a chickenshit. But he's still my little buddy.) Gizzy went with the lady without a fuss, trembling the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked him up at 4pm. I sent a blanket back to wrap him in, and when they brought him out, he struggled to get out of it, eager to see me. He seemed like nothing had happened. He was a bit frantic when we got in the car, but settled quickly and it was evident that he was tired. He also kept trying to tend to his wound--I wasn't sure if it itched or hurt or just what. He didn't seem to be in any distress at all. Just mainly tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the deed is done. He's okay. I'm not. I guess this is all an example of that time period in our life when the kids are grown, but we don't yet have grandkids, and so we have just lost our minds over this little critter. I would take him to work if they would let me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-925507162647278392?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/925507162647278392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=925507162647278392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/925507162647278392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/925507162647278392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/gizzys-big-day.html' title='Gizzy&apos;s Big Day'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WdfRrogG3UI/TpVpaZ95dJI/AAAAAAAAF7o/0SxLJ_0U4VY/s72-c/1011110828a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-3854879581280436671</id><published>2011-10-11T06:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T06:14:12.570-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Scared Bros At A Haunted House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.buzzfeed.com/awesomer/scared-bros-at-a-haunted-house"&gt;Scared Bros At A Haunted House&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome Flickr photo essay whose title says it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JqzhASzdQvA/TpQerSFfoCI/AAAAAAAAF7g/Zk9WFJsfuJM/s1600/enhanced-buzz-31987-1317916455-57.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JqzhASzdQvA/TpQerSFfoCI/AAAAAAAAF7g/Zk9WFJsfuJM/s1600/enhanced-buzz-31987-1317916455-57.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-3854879581280436671?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/3854879581280436671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=3854879581280436671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3854879581280436671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3854879581280436671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/scared-bros-at-haunted-house-awesome.html' title='Scared Bros At A Haunted House'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JqzhASzdQvA/TpQerSFfoCI/AAAAAAAAF7g/Zk9WFJsfuJM/s72-c/enhanced-buzz-31987-1317916455-57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-3799208997790497629</id><published>2011-10-11T06:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T04:42:38.318-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Funnel Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://just-4-yougifts.com/zcart/images/funnel-cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://just-4-yougifts.com/zcart/images/funnel-cake.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday we were at a fall festival atthe Wilderness Road State Park. I was fourth in line  for a funnelcake for Baby. A large and slow-moving woman in a purple Lions Clubt-shirt and green apron stood guard over an outdoor burner thatsupported two iron skillets, each of which contained a funnel cakesizzling in hot oil. The lady finally reached in with her tongs andpulled out a golden funnel cake, shook loose some oil and set it on apaper plate extended by a skinny older man in blue jeans and cowboyhat. The man applied a heavy dusting of powdered sugar and presenteda lady with her funnel cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;We were then third in line. The lady atthe skillets slowly and methodically skimmed the loose bits of frieddough floating around in her left-hand skillet, then decided therewas not enough oil, so she poured another couple inches of oil andlet it heat up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;She slowly reached her tongs down intothe boiling oil of the right hand skillet and pulled out the funnelcake, turned it over and studied it for a minute. She must havedecided it was too dark, because she set the funnel cake into a largealuminum pan beside the skillet and mashed it down. A reject.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The lady now stood over two emptyskillets. She meticulously picked floating bits of fried dough out ofthe hot grease. She stepped over to the side table, picked up thebowl of batter, measured out a funnel, and started pouring the batterinto the right hand skillet, with one hand, while with the other sheset a round frame into the hot oil to corral the batter, whichsizzled up furiously. But the oil must have been too hot, becausethis latest funnel cake browned up way too fast. The lady pulled itout of the grease, folded it into the aluminum pan on the side.Another reject. I looked around trying to make eye contact with othercustomers, but everybody was patient today.  I looked down at Babyand he looked back at me. He looked concerned that I might deprivehim of a funnel cake. “Would you rather have some nachos?” Babyshook his head, “No, I want a funnel cake. Where’s Aunt Nan?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The lady fiddled with the knobs on theburner. Evidently her oil was too hot. She stepped back and fumbledher tongs onto the ground. She bent down and picked up her tongs,then stepped around, first looking for a place to set her oily tongs,finding it, then proceeding to look for replacement tongs which hadto be there somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;She made one more try at pouring batterinto the left hand skillet. This one looked more promising. Nanwalked up to relieve me from my place in line. She had finished herhamburger and fries. I was planning to get a catfish dinner over atthe Mason’s lodge tent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;A while later, when I finally got mycatfish dinner from the Freemasons, Baby was covered in powderedsugar, halfway through his funnel cake. He foundered, handed it offto Rachel, who had a piece, but about half of it ended up gettingthrown away. My catfish dinner wasn't bad, but I had to eat it standing up because all the picnic tables were taken. Everyone else was finished eating. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-3799208997790497629?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/3799208997790497629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=3799208997790497629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3799208997790497629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3799208997790497629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/funnel-cake.html' title='Funnel Cake'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-6328058152178574119</id><published>2011-10-09T15:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T19:19:09.607-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mosaics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Process'/><title type='text'>Process: 8. Elephants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-47U6GNiud98/TpH4QXpJouI/AAAAAAAAF7c/JdI7Tb-FRaM/s1600/IMG_0098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-47U6GNiud98/TpH4QXpJouI/AAAAAAAAF7c/JdI7Tb-FRaM/s320/IMG_0098.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got the forehead done. It's okay--it has the detail and complexity I wanted when I decided to make it a large piece. Whenever I spend a lot of time on a mosaic, I have plenty of time to contemplate the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elephants have a certain sad, wise expression. I'm glad I was able to find an image that communicates their dignity and vulnerability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to get more fun because I've got some border areas to work on, which will go more quickly. I'm going to save the ear for last, because by then my shades will be set and I'll be able to balance the image without a lot of second guessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-6328058152178574119?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/6328058152178574119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=6328058152178574119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6328058152178574119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6328058152178574119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/process-8-elephants.html' title='Process: 8. Elephants'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-47U6GNiud98/TpH4QXpJouI/AAAAAAAAF7c/JdI7Tb-FRaM/s72-c/IMG_0098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-6730208768097060832</id><published>2011-10-06T05:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T06:42:07.504-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'>The Room Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/547307"&gt;The Room Tribute&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-07HewmJCDWM/To2AVhJDfuI/AAAAAAAAF7Q/wloAaKGJrbk/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-07HewmJCDWM/To2AVhJDfuI/AAAAAAAAF7Q/wloAaKGJrbk/s320/Untitled.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game pays tribute to &lt;i&gt;The Room&lt;/i&gt;, the greatest movie ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-6730208768097060832?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/6730208768097060832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=6730208768097060832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6730208768097060832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6730208768097060832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/room-tribute-tribute-game-to-room.html' title='The Room Tribute'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-07HewmJCDWM/To2AVhJDfuI/AAAAAAAAF7Q/wloAaKGJrbk/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-426838543772367066</id><published>2011-10-06T05:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T06:42:26.978-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychology'/><title type='text'>The Benjamin Franklin Effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://youarenotsosmart.com/2011/10/05/the-benjamin-franklin-effect/"&gt;The Benjamin Franklin Effect « You Are Not So Smart&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A nifty explanation of how cognitive dissonance works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Misconception&lt;/strong&gt;: You do nice things for the people you like and bad things to the people you hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Truth&lt;/strong&gt;: You grow to like people for whom you do nice things and hate people you harm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-426838543772367066?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/426838543772367066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=426838543772367066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/426838543772367066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/426838543772367066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/benjamin-franklin-effect-you-are-not-so.html' title='The Benjamin Franklin Effect'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-6924826105351841067</id><published>2011-10-06T05:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T06:42:57.833-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radiohead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Radiohead and the occupation of Wall Street</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.grantland.com/story/_/id/7062883/waiting-radiohead"&gt;Hua Hsu on Radiohead and the occupation of Wall Street - Grantland&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...There was something faintly sad about this Radiohead gig that wasn't. The protesters weren't ready for their close-up. Someone posing as the band's manager had pranked them, and if you couldn't trust their ability to figure this one out before it was too late, then how could you take any of the rest of their manifestos and demands seriously? Those on the sideline had turned their attention to this cause and the promise of a free concert, but the incentive never materialized. The media finally sought out the organizers, but it was so they could comment on this embarrassing hoax. That day, the protesters had finally issued their declaration of grievances, which ranged from the tyranny of student debt to the protection of animal rights to the status of corporations as "people." At the bottom of this list, a tiny note: "These grievances are not all-inclusive."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-6924826105351841067?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/6924826105351841067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=6924826105351841067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6924826105351841067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6924826105351841067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/hua-hsu-on-radiohead-and-occupation-of.html' title='Radiohead and the occupation of Wall Street'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-4893207616304776172</id><published>2011-10-06T05:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T06:43:13.974-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>Inside the Russian Short Wave Radio Enigma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/magazine/2011/09/ff_uvb76/"&gt;Inside the Russian Short Wave Radio Enigma | Magazine&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/magazine/wp-content/images/19-10/ff_uvb76_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://www.wired.com/magazine/wp-content/images/19-10/ff_uvb76_f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;From a lonely rusted tower&lt;/strong&gt; in a forest north of Moscow, a mysterious shortwave radio station transmitted day and night. For at least the decade leading up to 1992, it broadcast almost nothing but beeps; after that, it switched to buzzes, generally between 21 and 34 per minute, each lasting roughly a second—a nasally foghorn blaring through a crackly ether. The signal was said to emanate from the grounds of a &lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;voyenni gorodok&lt;/span&gt; (mini military city) near the village of Povarovo, and very rarely, perhaps once every few weeks, the monotony was broken by a male voice reciting brief sequences of numbers and words, often strings of Russian names: “&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Anna, Nikolai, Ivan, Tatyana, Roman.”&lt;/span&gt; But the balance of the airtime was filled by a steady, almost maddening, series of inexplicable tones....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-4893207616304776172?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/4893207616304776172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=4893207616304776172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4893207616304776172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4893207616304776172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/inside-russian-short-wave-radio-enigma.html' title='Inside the Russian Short Wave Radio Enigma'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-1737263396584516756</id><published>2011-10-02T15:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T05:07:47.552-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Charlotte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RDo0R4ArxB4/Toi3ImQKucI/AAAAAAAAF7M/rNPs0w5XljE/s1600/0930111159a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RDo0R4ArxB4/Toi3ImQKucI/AAAAAAAAF7M/rNPs0w5XljE/s320/0930111159a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This beautiful &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orb-weaver_spider"&gt;orb weaver spider&lt;/a&gt; built a web outside my office, and I only know because Wendy the office manager asked me to come out and kill it. She wants it dead because it might drop down on her and bite her, or it might somehow drop babies on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got her to back off by naming the spider Charlotte. One time an orb weaver like this one built a web outside our kitchen window. It worked its way around, stitching the sections together like an old fisherman mending a net, or like an old woman knitting an afghan. The spider worked with patience and a deliberate economy of movement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-1737263396584516756?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/1737263396584516756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=1737263396584516756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1737263396584516756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1737263396584516756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/10/charlotte.html' title='Charlotte'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RDo0R4ArxB4/Toi3ImQKucI/AAAAAAAAF7M/rNPs0w5XljE/s72-c/0930111159a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-8018794950120327742</id><published>2011-10-02T07:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T07:27:38.988-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.theatlanticwire.com/entertainment/2011/09/92-top-ten-billboard-songs-are-about-sex/43182/"&gt;92% of Top Ten Billboard Songs Are About Sex - Entertainment - The Atlantic Wire&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting analysis of reproductive themes in popular music. Fascinating to see how pop and R&amp;amp;B, for instance, feature a theme like sex appeal most often, while country's most popular theme is commitment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.theatlanticwire.com/img/upload/2011/09/30/Screen%20Shot%202011-09-30%20at%201.51.56%20PM_thumb.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://cdn.theatlanticwire.com/img/upload/2011/09/30/Screen%20Shot%202011-09-30%20at%201.51.56%20PM_thumb.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-8018794950120327742?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' 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src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-4805730505840489723</id><published>2011-09-29T05:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T05:31:44.464-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality check'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s615.photobucket.com/albums/tt234/whoopeddog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=imagesplease-stand-by.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i615.photobucket.com/albums/tt234/whoopeddog/imagesplease-stand-by.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-4805730505840489723?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/4805730505840489723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=4805730505840489723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4805730505840489723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4805730505840489723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-6521640928495907058</id><published>2011-09-29T04:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T04:51:46.238-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality check'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://prospect.org/cs/articles?article=better_than_bernie"&gt;Better than Bernie&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="prettify" style="color: #666666; font-size: 1.2666666666666666em; line-height: 1.1578947368421053em; margin-bottom: 1.1578947368421053em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-top: 11px; width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Rick Perry might think Social Security is a “Ponzi scheme,” but if it is, it’s one that has kept generations of senior citizens out of poverty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prospect.org/galleries/default-image/Elderly%20poverty%20(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://prospect.org/galleries/default-image/Elderly%20poverty%20(1).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-6363914392373353572</id><published>2011-09-29T04:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T04:46:40.511-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychology'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lrb.co.uk/v33/n18/jenny-diski/diary"&gt;Jenny Diski · Diary: Which one of you is Jesus? · LRB 22 September 2011&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An essay recounting the classic study in which three psychiatric patients who all believed they were Jesus Christ were placed together, just to see what would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-7898920953588221210</id><published>2011-09-29T04:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T04:39:22.576-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Commagere Blvd.'/><title type='text'>Omi and Dunbar Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uGKRPdK1nZc/ToQuD6EaQUI/AAAAAAAAF7I/0P4V8mTT-OI/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uGKRPdK1nZc/ToQuD6EaQUI/AAAAAAAAF7I/0P4V8mTT-OI/s400/Untitled.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today Omi is discharged from the hospital and will go to a rehab center, Dunbar Village. It is at the site of the old Hancock General Hospital, across Dunbar from the street we grew up on, Commagere Blvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this Google street view, we are standing on Dunbar Ave, looking south. To the left is Dunbar Village, the renovated Hancock General Hospital. To the right is the remnant of an old column on Commagere Blvd. Back when I was 9 years old or so, Uncle Archie was on his way to visit us from North Carolina. He had called from Mobile, told us he'd be there in about two hours, so I went and sat on this column for two hours, looking up Dunbar at every car coming down the road, expecting the next car to be Uncle Archie. I finally gave up, and he pulled into the driveway about four hours after his call. To the left in the photo is one of the old pecan trees, I think. Just up Dunbar and to the right is the old North Bay Elementary School. I remember riding my bike home past the school one day and two dogs were eating from the dumpsters beside the school. This is memorable because one dog was holding up the lid of the dumpster while the other dog climbed in and searched for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember riding with my Dad on his paper route in the pre-dawn, and waiting in the truck behind the hospital when he'd go in to deliver a big stack of newspapers. He'd bring me out a Sprite, which was a wonderful treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a week there when I burned my face on vanilla pudding boiling on the stove. (It was a Sunday morning after church. I was stirring the pudding on the stove in a double boiler. The top pot suddenly popped up and hit me in the face, coating it with hot pudding. Mom took a wash cloth and got the pudding off, but my face was blistering and my eyes swelled shut. I thought I was blind. A few days later I realized that actually my eyes were closed. In those days if you had good insurance, the hospital was never in a hurry to send you home. I stayed there for a week with a burn that today would have been handled in an ER visit. When I went home, the skin on my face was brown and peeling. The kids in the neighborhood knew of my ordeal and a group of them wanted to see me, so I stood in front of the glass door and showed my face and waved weakly. I still have some scars on the left side of my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That whole area of Bay St. Louis used to be pecan orchards before it was subdivided, and so the grounds out by the road contained some mature and very productive pecan trees. People used to collect the pecans. We never bothered with those because we had three trees of our own, one of which was a modern paper shell pecan tree that produced nuts that James took to the county fair one time and won first prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the hospital was a gravel road that ended at a wooded, marshy area. I used to explore that area all the way down to where the small estuary emptied into the Bay, across from the Yacht Club. I was always on the lookout for treasure but never found any. I did find beer cans and even in my childhood it&amp;nbsp;occurred&amp;nbsp;to me that drunks have covered every square foot of this land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is where Mom will be staying. It is ironic that this rehab center is at the end of our old street. Hopefully she will only be there for a short while, but who can say how long? I worry about Mom going home. I'm sure that once she gets her bearings, she will be able to make that decision and she'll choose to go back to Waveland Avenue. But I worry about falls, I worry about her getting confused about her medication. I worry about Karen not being there when she has a heart rhythm problem or some other catastrophe. This is the time when trouble turns up a notch to the next level of concern. Karen is there for her, but can she handle Mom twenty four hours a day? I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-7898920953588221210?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/7898920953588221210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=7898920953588221210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/7898920953588221210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/7898920953588221210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/omi-and-dunbar-village.html' title='Omi and Dunbar Village'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uGKRPdK1nZc/ToQuD6EaQUI/AAAAAAAAF7I/0P4V8mTT-OI/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-4893423397914142388</id><published>2011-09-29T04:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T04:42:57.445-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://boingboing.net/2011/09/26/doritos-inventor-cashes-in-his-chips-at-age-97.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+boingboing%2FiBag+%28Boing+Boing%29"&gt;Doritos inventor cashes in his chips at age 97 – Boing Boing&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JGDNIL3ZxcQ/ToQnwxjVcsI/AAAAAAAAF7E/qBFOUOmMEV8/s1600/Screen-Shot-2011-09-26-at-5.01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JGDNIL3ZxcQ/ToQnwxjVcsI/AAAAAAAAF7E/qBFOUOmMEV8/s320/Screen-Shot-2011-09-26-at-5.01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I remember being around when Doritos made it to Jackson, MS, around 1981 or so. They were a staple part of the diet at the Mahoney household on Keener St.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-4893423397914142388?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/4893423397914142388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=4893423397914142388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4893423397914142388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4893423397914142388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/doritos-inventor-cashes-in-his-chips-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JGDNIL3ZxcQ/ToQnwxjVcsI/AAAAAAAAF7E/qBFOUOmMEV8/s72-c/Screen-Shot-2011-09-26-at-5.01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-62787385587070195</id><published>2011-09-29T04:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T04:04:47.988-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is Grand'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gizmodo.com/5843995/some-guy-threw-4800-messages-in-a-bottle-into-the-atlantic-ocean-and-got-3100-responses-from-all-over-the-world/gallery/1"&gt;Some Guy Threw 4,800 Messages in a Bottle Into the Atlantic Ocean and Got 3,100 Responses from All Over the World&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmMkFr0zN64/ToQmhVQDGPI/AAAAAAAAF7A/ngNr4tv7d1E/s1600/messageinabottlee.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmMkFr0zN64/ToQmhVQDGPI/AAAAAAAAF7A/ngNr4tv7d1E/s320/messageinabottlee.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-62787385587070195?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/62787385587070195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=62787385587070195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/62787385587070195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/62787385587070195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/some-guy-threw-4800-messages-in-bottle.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmMkFr0zN64/ToQmhVQDGPI/AAAAAAAAF7A/ngNr4tv7d1E/s72-c/messageinabottlee.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-5454882262730568437</id><published>2011-09-28T06:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T06:10:24.535-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning curve'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.panarchy.org/russell/decalogue.1951.html"&gt;Bertrand Russell, A Liberal Decalogue (1951)&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2d2e2e; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif; font-size: 18px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="4" cellspacing="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div align="right" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Find more pleasure in intelligent dissent that in passive agreement, for, if you value intelligence as you should, the former implies a deeper agreement than the latter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-5454882262730568437?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/5454882262730568437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=5454882262730568437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5454882262730568437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5454882262730568437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/bertrand-russell-liberal-decalogue-1951.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-6690023032963867264</id><published>2011-09-28T06:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T06:04:45.357-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/humor/2011/10/03/111003sh_shouts_kaling?currentPage=all"&gt;Mindy Kaling: “Flick Chicks” : The New Yorker&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mindy Kaling, writer, producer, and actress (Kelly Kapoor on &lt;i&gt;The Office)&lt;/i&gt;, breaks down the types of women in romantic comedies. Excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It makes sense, then, that in the romantic-comedy world there are many specimens of women who—like Vulcans or Mothra—do not exist in real life. Here are some examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Klutz&lt;/i&gt;When a beautiful actress is cast in a movie, executives rack their brains to find some kind of flaw in the character she plays that will still allow her to be palatable. She can’t be overweight or not perfect-looking, because who would pay to see that? A female who is not one hundred per cent perfect-looking in every way? You might as well film a dead squid decaying on a beach somewhere for two hours.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-6690023032963867264?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/6690023032963867264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=6690023032963867264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6690023032963867264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6690023032963867264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/mindy-kaling-flick-chicks-new-yorker.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-1470332965217012517</id><published>2011-09-28T05:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T05:59:45.554-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://robkellyillustration.blogspot.com/2011/09/wtf-with-marc-maron_27.html"&gt;Rob Kelly Illustration: WTF with Marc Maron&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://namtab.com/robkelly/wtf.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://namtab.com/robkelly/wtf.gif" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Graphic artist makes an awesome fan poster for my hero Maron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-1470332965217012517?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/1470332965217012517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=1470332965217012517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1470332965217012517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1470332965217012517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/rob-kelly-illustration-wtf-with-marc.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-4920486738730597731</id><published>2011-09-28T05:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T05:58:18.145-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/newsweek/2011/09/25/roger-ailes-repositions-fox-news.html"&gt;Roger Ailes Repositions Fox News - The Daily Beast&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;...He calls it a “course correction,” quietly adopted at Fox over the last year. Glenn Beck’s inflammatory rhetoric—his ranting about Obama being a racist—“became a bit of a branding issue for us” before the hot-button host left in July, Ailes says. So too did Sarah Palin’s being widely promoted as the GOP’s potential savior—in large measure through her lucrative platform at Fox. Privately, Fox executives say the entire network took a hard right turn after Obama’s election, but, as the Tea Party’s popularity fades, is edging back toward the mainstream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-4920486738730597731?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/4920486738730597731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=4920486738730597731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4920486738730597731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4920486738730597731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/roger-ailes-repositions-fox-news-daily.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-4273952162641057771</id><published>2011-09-28T05:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T05:58:02.339-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning curve'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/blog/6-habits-highly-annoying-public-speakers/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+CrackedRSS+%28Cracked%3A+All+Posts%29"&gt;6 Habits of Highly Annoying Public Speakers | Cracked.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An essay that pertains to my interests. &lt;a href="http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2008/06/trainings-and-why-i-hate-them.html"&gt;I have long had issues with bad trainings.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...4. Forced Audience Participation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.crackedcdn.com/phpimages/article/5/9/0/92590.jpg?v=1" /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #530709; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: inherit; line-height: 1.625em; margin-top: 20px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;All that said, I want you to memorize the acronym for Forced Audience Participation (FAP) because it's very apt. FAP is basically a speaker getting his rocks off by having the audience do things that he can fool himself into believing are a sign of how interested they are in his fascinating speech.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: inherit; line-height: 1.625em; margin-top: 20px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;For example, there's a kind of bad habit going around where the audience has a printed outline of the speech, and at certain points, the speaker asks them to stop and circle a key word. Sometimes this makes sense, I guess, if you're introducing a new term like&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/180_degree_rule" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #145e9d; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="c"&gt;the 180 degree rule&lt;/a&gt;, or if the word is central to all the points you're making. ("Quentin Tarantino goes in a lot of exciting directions in his films but it all comes back to his foot fetish. I want you to circle 'foot fetish.' We're going to come back to that a lot.")...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-4273952162641057771?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/4273952162641057771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=4273952162641057771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4273952162641057771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4273952162641057771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/6-habits-of-highly-annoying-public.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-3358341586763461354</id><published>2011-09-28T05:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T05:16:50.088-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning curve'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://aschmann.net/AmEng/#LargeMap"&gt;American English Dialects&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aschmann.net/AmEng/index_files/AmericanEnglishDialects.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://aschmann.net/AmEng/index_files/AmericanEnglishDialects.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Very detailed map of North American dialects of English. This is about as close to my experience as anything I've come across, not that I'm very well-traveled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-3358341586763461354?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/3358341586763461354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=3358341586763461354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3358341586763461354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3358341586763461354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/american-english-dialects-very-detailed.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-1990358187079479656</id><published>2011-09-26T05:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T04:43:14.619-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omi'/><title type='text'>Omi update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jFAktXOH99I/ToBKOhjz7CI/AAAAAAAAF68/g1gOgGdUYAk/s1600/omiapartment1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jFAktXOH99I/ToBKOhjz7CI/AAAAAAAAF68/g1gOgGdUYAk/s1600/omiapartment1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mom made it through the weekend. She is off the vent, is awake, trying to speak. Karen said she is speaking slowly, having trouble getting the words out. She keeps asking, "What happened?" She is able to smile and grip her hand. I think both Keith and Karen were expecting the worst, but she rallied. Not sure how much damage was done, if any. Time will tell. But she's awake. It wasn't her time just yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-1990358187079479656?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/1990358187079479656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=1990358187079479656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1990358187079479656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1990358187079479656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/omi-update.html' title='Omi update'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jFAktXOH99I/ToBKOhjz7CI/AAAAAAAAF68/g1gOgGdUYAk/s72-c/omiapartment1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-5460122076549649668</id><published>2011-09-24T07:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T18:12:11.217-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omi'/><title type='text'>Omi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K4MzXxAphjg/Tn291k9Tu2I/AAAAAAAAF6U/w0_Ulwtc_3Q/s1600/DCP_5018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K4MzXxAphjg/Tn291k9Tu2I/AAAAAAAAF6U/w0_Ulwtc_3Q/s1600/DCP_5018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mom's back in the hospital. Every time she goes back it gets more serious, this time the most serious yet. Her blood is out of whack, she's on a vent. Her potassium is high. Her kidneys aren't working right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom called me the other day to tell me she had been in the hospital a few days prior, said she had heart problems. She was in good spirits and was happy with the care she got at Hancock Hospital. She usually goes to Gulfport, a larger, busier, more impersonal place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, she said, "Who would have thought I would live this long?" She talked about how fire signs like&amp;nbsp;Sagittarius&amp;nbsp;are supposed to burn themselves out sooner, but she's outlived dad by 16 years now. If this is her time, she is ready. Last time she had stents, she had a vision of Daddy waiting for her, but it wasn't her time. More recently she had a vision while at church of being in a large crowd of people, at the front of which was Jesus, and he looked at her and communicated telepathically that she was his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm debating whether to go down to Mississippi or not. She's unconscious, but her pupils are responsive. She may rally once they get her blood back in shape. If she does wake up, that's the time to go down. If she doesn't, it's too soon just yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-5460122076549649668?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/5460122076549649668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=5460122076549649668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5460122076549649668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5460122076549649668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/omi.html' title='Omi'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K4MzXxAphjg/Tn291k9Tu2I/AAAAAAAAF6U/w0_Ulwtc_3Q/s72-c/DCP_5018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-1163512095763779909</id><published>2011-09-24T07:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T07:19:08.526-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saints'/><title type='text'>Who Dat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1aj6beG6mDg/Tn28aTuKSVI/AAAAAAAAF6Q/mj6lOAPnNvM/s1600/0923110817a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1aj6beG6mDg/Tn28aTuKSVI/AAAAAAAAF6Q/mj6lOAPnNvM/s320/0923110817a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This might be overkill. I can't decide. It's up for now. If Houston beats them, I might take it down. If they look good tomorrow, this will be hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-1163512095763779909?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/1163512095763779909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=1163512095763779909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1163512095763779909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1163512095763779909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/who-dat.html' title='Who Dat'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1aj6beG6mDg/Tn28aTuKSVI/AAAAAAAAF6Q/mj6lOAPnNvM/s72-c/0923110817a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-7034143986912339183</id><published>2011-09-24T07:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T07:17:05.058-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>There's GOP and then there's GOP...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lvO0IFrZ-xY/Tn0javWf4iI/AAAAAAAAF6M/K12ial79gpU/s1600/0921111254a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lvO0IFrZ-xY/Tn0javWf4iI/AAAAAAAAF6M/K12ial79gpU/s320/0921111254a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I spotted these two red state representatives at Wal-Mart. The nice Beamer on your left, well, I can understand that you support the party that represents your interests. If I could afford a full-sized BMW sedan, I'd probably not want my taxes raised either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let's look at his compadre--what is that, about an '85 Olds? That's good old American steel out of Flint, MI. He's sporting two Ron Paul bumper stickers. (Why more than one? Just asking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how the Ron Paul supporter came to the place where he believes that Paul represents his interests.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-7034143986912339183?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/7034143986912339183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=7034143986912339183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/7034143986912339183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/7034143986912339183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/theres-gop-and-then-theres-gop.html' title='There&apos;s GOP and then there&apos;s GOP...'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lvO0IFrZ-xY/Tn0javWf4iI/AAAAAAAAF6M/K12ial79gpU/s72-c/0921111254a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-7753179223375381434</id><published>2011-09-23T06:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T06:39:09.576-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saints'/><title type='text'>Throwback...I don't know about this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/317360_237822009598705_121195131261394_622546_655675312_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/317360_237822009598705_121195131261394_622546_655675312_n.jpg" width="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Saints will wear throwback uniforms Sunday when they host the undefeated Houston Texans. For me, this is like hearing that a recovering alcoholic is going down to the VFW to shoot some pool. Suddenly, I'm worried. Were there ever any good old days for the Saints pre-Jim Mora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was in graduate school, a friend named Ed was from New Orleans, and he had a seething hatred for coach Bum Phillips, whose laconic cowpoke routine was about as worn out as Kenny Stabler's knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1985 the buzzards were circling. Ed was planning to attend a Saints game for the sole purpose to get close enough to Bum Phillips to spit on him. I was appalled, and seriously fretted over whether I had any &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tarasoff_v._Regents_of_the_University_of_California"&gt;Tarasoff&lt;/a&gt; responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time I saw Ed, I asked whether he got his chance to spit on Bum Phillips, who continued to hold onto his job by a thread. Ed said he got himself into position over the tunnel entrance as the team came off the field, but before he could spit on the coach, some lady &lt;i&gt;poured a beer on the coach's head. &lt;/i&gt;(Phillips always wore a cowboy hat, as well as a leather vest and a mouth full of chewing tobacco. But he didn't wear his hat in the Superdome, because his momma told him not to wear a hat inside. That sort of folksy discipline was once quaint and endearing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.extremeskins.com/archive/index.php/t-201280.html"&gt;Bum Phillips certainly remembered&lt;/a&gt; how things ended with the Saints:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Bum walked away from coaching with four games left in the '85 season, when a female fan poured beer on his head -- not once but twice -- following games at the Superdome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;"And one of the games we won!" Bum said. "I got mad -- real mad. The second time she did it, I decided, 'This will be the last time I ever walk into this stadium.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The sad thing here is that Bum Phillips is by far not the worst coach the Saints ever had. I would rank him as the fourth best coach, behind Payton, Mora, and Haslett. Aside from these top three, the Saints historically were for coaches what the coast casinos are for entertainment. Hank Stram, Dick Nolan, Mike Ditka, even Tom Fears had all done good things in other places, and came to New Orleans to play golf, get comped in every restaurant, and have endless opportunities to swap tales about their glory days. This is what throwback means to me. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These throwback uniforms don't take me back to any happy times, and I sure hope that they don't contain any bad vibes. Maybe Brees and Vilma and company can exorcise the old demons and shake loose the state dependent trauma still attached to those old uniforms. I hope. Now I'm worried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-7753179223375381434?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/7753179223375381434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=7753179223375381434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/7753179223375381434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/7753179223375381434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/throwbacki-dont-know-about-this.html' title='Throwback...I don&apos;t know about this...'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-5695713484868726083</id><published>2011-09-22T06:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T06:44:14.845-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='george bush'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://theamericanscholar.org/dubya-and-me/"&gt;The American Scholar: Dubya and Me - Walt Harrington&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A journalist recounts a long acquaintanceship with George W. Bush:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #0c0c0c; font-family: adobe-text-pro, Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...Midland, 1986: George W. and I met in the 13th-floor office of his oil exploration business. He looked fit, had run 10 miles the day before—his 40th birthday. An open-collared light-blue shirt, sweat rings, shadow of a beard, nice tan, handsome, macho. He tenaciously lipped an unlit cigarette, and I could feel his incendiary impatience. Even then, he broke his sentences, got them jumbled, his thoughts careening. He was blunt and indiscreet, and he made intensely disparaging off-the-record remarks about some of his father’s political rivals...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-5695713484868726083?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/5695713484868726083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=5695713484868726083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5695713484868726083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5695713484868726083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/american-scholar-dubya-and-me-walt.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-5955697361654961149</id><published>2011-09-22T05:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T05:57:23.852-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gizmo'/><title type='text'>Failure of nerve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8suha64Jug/TnsFNA-ZTfI/AAAAAAAAF6E/laVkkFlX3Gc/s1600/IMG_0024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8suha64Jug/TnsFNA-ZTfI/AAAAAAAAF6E/laVkkFlX3Gc/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuesday was to be Gizmo's big day, in which I was to put him on the van to Bristol to be fixed. From my experience with our cats, this is the way it works: In the early dawn, you gather up with what seems like an impossible number of other pet owners in the parking lot of the First Baptist Church. The animals are nervous, unsettled by the proximity of so many other scared strangers. There is a fairly decent vibe among the adults, because we have a bond of love for our pets and some sense of pet responsibility, as well as willingness to come out in the pre-dawn to participate in this odd event. Invariably one or two of the dogs yelps pitifully, keeping the rest stirred up. (I tried to joke to the other parents, "He's the smart one. He knows what's coming," but the other parents just give me a look. I'm not making them laugh.) The van finally arrives and one by one, the little buddies are checked off and loaded up. It's amazing how many carriers actually fit into the van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday afternoon I was riding home from a meeting contemplating this next day's scene, and I decided I couldn't do it. I couldn't put Gizzy on that van. So I called the Animal League lady and left a message. I told Nan who informed me that I had lost my mind. Then yesterday I made arrangements for Gizzy to be fixed at the local vet, but first he must get a rabies shot. (The spay/neuter clinic were going to give G a rabies shot while they had him, but the local vet wants two weeks in between.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Gizzy ends up with a three week stay of testicle execution, and I further cement my reputation among family as having lost my mind when it concerns this dog. Whatever. I couldn't put him on that van. They haven't been there like I have. It is not a happy van ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-5955697361654961149?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/5955697361654961149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=5955697361654961149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5955697361654961149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5955697361654961149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/failure-of-nerve.html' title='Failure of nerve'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8suha64Jug/TnsFNA-ZTfI/AAAAAAAAF6E/laVkkFlX3Gc/s72-c/IMG_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-3152333813751655910</id><published>2011-09-21T22:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T22:15:45.249-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>RRFB--I Don't Know What You Come to Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RQHEF54Sq4c" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;This is RRFB from Austin City Limits. Just look at those white people cutting a rug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-3152333813751655910?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/3152333813751655910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=3152333813751655910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3152333813751655910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3152333813751655910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/rrfb-i-dont-know-what-you-come-to-do.html' title='RRFB--I Don&apos;t Know What You Come to Do'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/RQHEF54Sq4c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-5772105098921763290</id><published>2011-09-21T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T06:45:09.988-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is Grand'/><title type='text'>Rhythm and Roots Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zSnJFjdQVgg/TnqURZzSzKI/AAAAAAAAF58/kVkiVedVs3E/s1600/IMG_0096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zSnJFjdQVgg/TnqURZzSzKI/AAAAAAAAF58/kVkiVedVs3E/s320/IMG_0096.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was our third year at Rhythm and Roots. The headliner this year was Robert Randolph and the Family Band, whom I had first seen on Austin City Limits several years ago, and boy they had those white hipsters dancing. It was amazing. There is something spiritual about live music done really, really well. The only down side to the experience was that it was chilly and windy, and Nate and I were basically holding Nan, Rachel, Whitney and Frankie hostage while we watched RRFB. But the fact that they waited us out means as much to me as the chance to see RRFB live. It was a really good and blessed day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3idssTXqGng/TnqUbgOEB9I/AAAAAAAAF6A/ZGn6RfPnvP0/s1600/IMG_0088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3idssTXqGng/TnqUbgOEB9I/AAAAAAAAF6A/ZGn6RfPnvP0/s320/IMG_0088.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-5772105098921763290?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/5772105098921763290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=5772105098921763290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5772105098921763290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5772105098921763290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/rhythm-and-roots-reunion.html' title='Rhythm and Roots Reunion'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zSnJFjdQVgg/TnqURZzSzKI/AAAAAAAAF58/kVkiVedVs3E/s72-c/IMG_0096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-6265384787184255820</id><published>2011-09-21T21:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:02:42.358-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not here to lie'/><title type='text'>mooching binge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjDeRru14LU/TnqNkzvQDZI/AAAAAAAAF54/ubNKTFbdLEo/s1600/java-monster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjDeRru14LU/TnqNkzvQDZI/AAAAAAAAF54/ubNKTFbdLEo/s320/java-monster.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was really Shannon's fault. She enabled me to start down the road to a false sense of entitlement which led almost to disaster. Yesterday, I hadn't brought any lunch and was on the admittedly dubious "skipping lunch" diet. At lunch time I walked into the kitchen to get some coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon and Lisa K. were in there. Shannon offered me some pasta salad made by her mother-in-law, because she had way too much. (Shannon's mother-in-law is always giving her food!) How could I refuse? So I get a small bowl of pasta salad. Shannon then says she can't eat her whole roast beef sandwich, and while I am turning it down, she is cutting off half of it and insists that I take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now I am a lost cause, because I end up accepting a half a bag of potato chips AND a can of Diet Coke. I bravely refuse the Diet Coke and put it in the fridge for somebody else. But within 10 minutes I totally lose control and go back after it. Why did Shannon give me all that food? The answer is simply that she is just a nice person. Really, it makes no sense, but it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then by 4 pm I was getting sleepy at my desk. I was having a true sinking spell like in the &lt;i&gt;5-Hour Energy&lt;/i&gt; commercial, but it was too late for 5-Hour Energy, because you are supposed to take it at 2:30 pm, I think. I am proud to say I have never used any of that stuff, but I do remember the commercials, because I'm impressed with the fact that over time, they evolved from cheap and cheesy commercials to very nice, expensive commercials and NASCAR sponsorship. So that 2:30 pm energy crash must be pretty common for 5-Hour Energy to have found such a lucrative niche. 5-Hour Energy struck close to home, when I was irritated to learn that Nan let Nathan buy himself a small bottle once or twice, after which he'd stay up late and walk the floors. (I worry that 5-Hour Energy is a gateway drug.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's 4 pm and I'm sleepy, so I prowl the kitchen. I'm like that raccoon that comes out of the woods every day because Grandma thinks he's cute and tosses him biscuits out the back door. (If you're outside at Grandma's around dusk, you are likely to encounter her raccoon, who will just look at you and nod, as if to ask, how's it going?) I find some popcorn in a basket by the microwave. I'm not sure who the popcorn belongs to, but with my new sense of entitlement, I feel like it belongs to &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;. So I pop that popcorn, go back to my desk and scarf it down. I feel some, but honestly not very much guilt. (Over the years I've mooched orphaned kitchen popcorn probably a half dozen times. But then, never once have I bought microwave popcorn, or much of anything, for the office. I'm not here to lie. I find it amazing that some staff do things like cook lunch and bring it to the office for others to eat, or bring food or garden vegetables they don't need and just set it out for others to have.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so the day creeps onward, and by now I have an unquenchable mooch appetite. I could go through the refrigerator. I could go through the cabinets. Something has turned in me and I have lost my humanity. I am powerless. I have spun out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quietly shut cabinets and then look over my shoulder, to notice for the first time that somebody has left a case of Monster energy drinks on the back table in the kitchen! Somebody has already removed one four-pack. (You know, I've never had a Monster energy drink, or really any energy drink at all.) I don't know who left that entire case of Monster energy drinks on the table in the kitchen, but I am grateful. Maybe somebody got them from the local salvage store pretty cheap. Perhaps they are expired. But they are out there for anybody, probably, wouldn't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I help myself to a four pack. (My cat burglar stealth should have clued me to the wrongfulness of the act, but the denial was too strong.) I am aware enough of the nature, character, and wrongfulness of my act to take the four-pack back to my office and open it there. I remove a tall can about the size of a 40 oz. malt liquor. The can is full of a thick, syrupy, intensely sweet coffeeish drink. It is almost like medicine, like something you would take if you needed to treat bottomed-out blood sugar. It is not pleasant, but I chug it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now 5:00 pm, and people are leaving to go home.&amp;nbsp;I hear a coworker say, "I don't believe this! Somebody has taken some of my energy drinks! Why didn't they just ask me? I would have let them have some. I bet it was [the lady who cleans our office]." She then left. Oh, crap! Several things occurred to me at once: 1) that case of Monster energy drinks actually belonged to somebody who intended to keep them, and were not just set out for everybody: whoops!; 2) the sweet, wonderful, innocent cleaning lady was the prime suspect; and 3) I had totally gone off the rails with my mooching, and my life had now become unmanageable and out of control. I had hit rock bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still had those other three drinks in my office. I began to feel sick. What if they did an office-by-office search to find who took the Monster energy drinks? This was bad trouble. Maybe I should lock my office, but would that be suspicious? (By the way, I wasn't feeling any energy from the energy drink, unless paranoia and loss of perspective counts.) So I figured what I really needed to do was just to go home and think long and hard about what I had done and whether I was proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overnight, I fretted. I hated the idea that my coworker thought the sweet cleaning lady took her drinks, but I was too chickenshit to confess. So on my way to work this morning I stopped at the convenience store to buy a replacement Monster coffee drink. No kidding: $2.79 for one drink. This is why America has turned into a bad place. But I had the right drink. I replaced it in the carton, glued the carton back together, but the rest of the case was gone. I could certainly understand. Oh well. I set the four pack on the table. I was still too chickenshit to confess. Word may get back that it was me. But I'm prepared for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or it may just blow over. This was a mooching close call. You know what? I think my mooching days are over. That's the last time, I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-6265384787184255820?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/6265384787184255820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=6265384787184255820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6265384787184255820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6265384787184255820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/mooching-binge.html' title='mooching binge'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjDeRru14LU/TnqNkzvQDZI/AAAAAAAAF54/ubNKTFbdLEo/s72-c/java-monster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-9211488859337705179</id><published>2011-09-21T20:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T22:30:41.434-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mountain Life'/><title type='text'>Of course we have Benadryl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4fAab6xQlQU/TnqGvZdYigI/AAAAAAAAF50/xfX6yVIzvDU/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4fAab6xQlQU/TnqGvZdYigI/AAAAAAAAF50/xfX6yVIzvDU/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had to run to Wal-Mart at lunch time and I was in the medication section and a lady asked me where the poison ivy medication was. I led her right to it, because I could find the poison ivy remedies blindfolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the lady says, "You guys don't even have Benadryl any more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "&lt;i&gt;Of course&lt;/i&gt; we have Benadryl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She upset me with that attitude, so I didn't show her where to find the Benadryl. I just walked away. Plus, I don't even work at Wal-Mart, anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-9211488859337705179?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/9211488859337705179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=9211488859337705179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/9211488859337705179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/9211488859337705179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/of-course-we-have-benadryl.html' title='Of course we have Benadryl.'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4fAab6xQlQU/TnqGvZdYigI/AAAAAAAAF50/xfX6yVIzvDU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-4775169311591658918</id><published>2011-09-20T06:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T20:41:35.168-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mosaics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.maryellencroteau.net/mec_website/galleries/Pages/bottle_caps.html"&gt;bottle caps&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maryellencroteau.net/mec_website/galleries/Pages/bottle_caps_files/Media/DSCF5741/DSCF5741.jpg?disposition=download" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.maryellencroteau.net/mec_website/galleries/Pages/bottle_caps_files/Media/DSCF5741/DSCF5741.jpg?disposition=download " width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the most fascinating things about mosaic art is that its pixelated nature opens up the possibility that almost anything can serve as your tesserae. This woman's work is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-4775169311591658918?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/4775169311591658918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=4775169311591658918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4775169311591658918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4775169311591658918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/bottle-caps-one-of-most-fascinating.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-3189065853822565144</id><published>2011-09-20T05:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T05:50:17.264-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool blog'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tragedyseries.tumblr.com/"&gt;Things Could Be Worse&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqpc8wKAhZ1r0o12to1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqpc8wKAhZ1r0o12to1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-3189065853822565144?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/3189065853822565144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=3189065853822565144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3189065853822565144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3189065853822565144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/things-could-be-worse-via-blog-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-1846107711885647396</id><published>2011-09-19T06:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T06:16:59.865-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychology'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2011/04/25/110425fa_fact_bilger"&gt;David Eagleman and Mysteries of the Brain : The New Yorker&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Story about a neuroscience researcher with a particular interest in how the mind processes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw where Sam Harris took issue to Eagleman and called him intellectually dishonest. It seemed like Harris called him out as an atheist who wouldn't admit it, and he challenged Eagleman to a debate, and had not heard back from him about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-1846107711885647396?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/1846107711885647396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=1846107711885647396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1846107711885647396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1846107711885647396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/david-eagleman-and-mysteries-of-brain.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-3080974630513041404</id><published>2011-09-19T05:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T05:53:30.196-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/entertainment/2011/09/cheers_parks_and_recreation_mi.html"&gt;Parks and Recreation Showrunner Michael Schur Gives a Master Class on His Favorite Comedy, Cheers -- Vulture&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hadn't watched much TV, but since I figured out how to stream Netflix, I've gotten hooked on &lt;i&gt;Parks and Recreation&lt;/i&gt;, and now &lt;i&gt;The Office&lt;/i&gt;, which are both brilliant. Now it seems jarring and offensive to me whenever I see a show with a laugh track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-3080974630513041404?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/3080974630513041404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=3080974630513041404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3080974630513041404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3080974630513041404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/parks-and-recreation-showrunner-michael.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-115255097520121611</id><published>2011-09-16T05:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T05:39:07.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.historypin.com/"&gt;Historypin | Home&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool site where people attach historical photos to a large Google map. Found on BoingBoing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-115255097520121611?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/115255097520121611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=115255097520121611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/115255097520121611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/115255097520121611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/historypin-home-cool-site-where-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-4516415165265759851</id><published>2011-09-16T05:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T05:38:51.101-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abandoned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.environmentalgraffiti.com/news-10-abandoned-resorts"&gt;10 Creepiest Abandoned Resorts on Earth | Environmental Graffiti&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.environmentalgraffiti.com/sites/default/files/images/introjpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://www.environmentalgraffiti.com/sites/default/files/images/introjpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There is something compelling and beautiful about abandoned places. These sites always take my back to &lt;a href="http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-more-boat-story-my-rowboat.html"&gt;my and Bill's visit to the old seminary&lt;/a&gt; across the Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our childhood, the massive white structure was a pretty sight among the unbroken line of pine trees on the north side of the bay. Things changed when the DuPont plant went up, and properties on the southern end of Diamondhead extended to the bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link found on Neatorama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-4516415165265759851?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/4516415165265759851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=4516415165265759851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4516415165265759851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4516415165265759851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-creepiest-abandoned-resorts-on-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-3657898253377871698</id><published>2011-09-16T05:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T05:22:02.524-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Man'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twentytwowords.com/2011/09/15/the-8-amish-men-jailed-for-not-putting-orange-safety-triangles-on-their-buggies/"&gt;8 Amish men jailed for not putting orange safety triangles on their buggies - 22 Words&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.twentytwowords.com/wp-content/uploads/Amish-8-634x394.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://cdn.twentytwowords.com/wp-content/uploads/Amish-8-634x394.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Worth going to jail for? I can't decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-3657898253377871698?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/3657898253377871698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=3657898253377871698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3657898253377871698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3657898253377871698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/8-amish-men-jailed-for-not-putting.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-2907115584538853190</id><published>2011-09-13T20:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T20:21:01.385-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gizmo'/><title type='text'>Gizmo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gsDqSd193IY/Tm_xsl0nh_I/AAAAAAAAF5o/W9ja9mi0Chg/s1600/IMG_0079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gsDqSd193IY/Tm_xsl0nh_I/AAAAAAAAF5o/W9ja9mi0Chg/s320/IMG_0079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3LsWsBtfC90/Tm_yV7RT_2I/AAAAAAAAF5s/oZWAxJUn4xA/s1600/tumblr_lr63tqrFLc1qz7lxdo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3LsWsBtfC90/Tm_yV7RT_2I/AAAAAAAAF5s/oZWAxJUn4xA/s320/tumblr_lr63tqrFLc1qz7lxdo1_500.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do not feed him after midnight, because he will just beg, and people food is not good for him. Do not let him get wet, because he will shiver and be cold and you will have to warm him up. Gizmo will clean up any spilled chips or peanuts. He will warn you about any strange sound he might hear. He will be on guard for the rest of the evening if he hears dogs barking on TV. His best friend is Tobicat, who tolerates him well. He is turning into a little man dog, so he has an appointment next week to get "tutored."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-2907115584538853190?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/2907115584538853190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=2907115584538853190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/2907115584538853190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/2907115584538853190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/gizmo.html' title='Gizmo'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gsDqSd193IY/Tm_xsl0nh_I/AAAAAAAAF5o/W9ja9mi0Chg/s72-c/IMG_0079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-975188084770165615</id><published>2011-09-13T20:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T20:11:29.974-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mosaics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Process'/><title type='text'>Process: 8. Forehead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FhdNYEBYftk/Tm_wYrV1fFI/AAAAAAAAF5k/KsQ3kAfSFdc/s1600/IMG_0080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FhdNYEBYftk/Tm_wYrV1fFI/AAAAAAAAF5k/KsQ3kAfSFdc/s320/IMG_0080.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've got the wide territory of the forehead covered, but I won't know whether it will look okay until I get some more done. From here I will work around the eye and the remainder of the furrowed brow. So far it's okay. I'm feeling progress, but I don't have that excitement yet that I'm onto something good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-975188084770165615?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/975188084770165615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=975188084770165615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/975188084770165615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/975188084770165615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/process-8-forehead.html' title='Process: 8. Forehead'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FhdNYEBYftk/Tm_wYrV1fFI/AAAAAAAAF5k/KsQ3kAfSFdc/s72-c/IMG_0080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-8845253426899449869</id><published>2011-09-10T07:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T07:13:29.221-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality check'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/98999"&gt;mental_floss Blog » Why Are Textbooks So Expensive?&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.library.depaul.edu/news/image.axd?picture=textbooks.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://news.library.depaul.edu/news/image.axd?picture=textbooks.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think we finally learned our lesson after waiting too late to order online and spending $750 on five books at the college book store this past summer term. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-8845253426899449869?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/8845253426899449869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=8845253426899449869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/8845253426899449869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/8845253426899449869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/mentalfloss-blog-why-are-textbooks-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-4576739673643260477</id><published>2011-09-10T07:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T07:19:38.890-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.rollingstone.com/politics/news/the-gop-war-on-voting-20110830?print=true"&gt;The GOP War on Voting | Rolling Stone Politics&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHQdX1woDVg/TmtHuO1s4SI/AAAAAAAAF5g/qfMDeF9u9lQ/s1600/Freedom-Summer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHQdX1woDVg/TmtHuO1s4SI/AAAAAAAAF5g/qfMDeF9u9lQ/s320/Freedom-Summer.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When your policies represent the interests of a minority, but a wealthy one, you have to use other strategies to win elections, and an age-old one is to control who shows up to cast votes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;Republicans have long tried to drive Democratic voters away from the polls. "I don't want everybody to vote," the influential conservative activist Paul Weyrich told a gathering of evangelical leaders in 1980. "As a matter of fact, our leverage in the elections quite candidly goes up as the voting populace goes down." But since the 2010 election, thanks to a conservative advocacy group founded by Weyrich, the GOP's effort to disrupt voting rights has been more widespread and effective than ever. In a systematic campaign orchestrated by the American Legislative Exchange Council – and funded in part by David and Charles Koch, the billionaire brothers who bankrolled the Tea Party – 38 states introduced legislation this year designed to impede voters at every step of the electoral process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-4576739673643260477?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/4576739673643260477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=4576739673643260477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4576739673643260477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4576739673643260477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/gop-war-on-voting-rolling-stone.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHQdX1woDVg/TmtHuO1s4SI/AAAAAAAAF5g/qfMDeF9u9lQ/s72-c/Freedom-Summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-6583610674600623427</id><published>2011-09-10T07:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T07:24:29.484-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning curve'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/business/archive/2011/09/what-people-dont-get-about-my-job-from-a-rmy-soldier-to-z-ookeeper/244231/3/?single_page=true"&gt;What People Don't Get About My Job: From A(rmy Soldier) to Z(ookeeper) - Derek Thompson - Business - The Atlantic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.25em;"&gt;W is for Waiter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.25em;"&gt;"If you don't leave me a tip, I have to pay to serve you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ecf0f3; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I am a server at a chain restaurant. There are many things most people don't understand about my job. I make $3 and some change an hour. My paychecks end up being around $20 for two weeks, after taxes are taken out. I am one year away from graduating with my bachelors, and most of the people I work with are also in college. I have to "tip out" other employees. Three percent of my total sales goes to the bartender and the hosts. Even if a table doesn't order an alcoholic drink, I still have to pay the bartender. So if you come in and don't leave me a tip, I have to pay to serve you. If you use a coupon or a gift card, please tip according to the full amount of your bill. Kindness goes much farther than anger does. I didn't cook your food, and I did everything within my power to ensure it came to your table correctly. However, people occasionally mess up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-6583610674600623427?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/6583610674600623427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=6583610674600623427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6583610674600623427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6583610674600623427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-people-dont-get-about-my-job-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-1395507943878333853</id><published>2011-09-09T04:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T04:48:26.571-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/news/politics/war_room/2011/09/07/dog_whistle_dictionary/index.html"&gt;The dog-whistle dictionary - War Room - Salon.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A brief glossary of some right-wing "dog whistle" terms that are meaningful to the base but pass by the ears of outsiders undetected. The other side uses dog whistle terms as well, such as when Obama referenced "no more okey doke" at a primary rally in South Carolina in 2008 heavily attended by blacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: inherit; font: normal normal normal 1.3em/1.5em georgia, serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font: normal normal normal 1.3em/1.5em georgia, serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..."Shining City on the Hill"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; At the Labor Day debate in South Carolina, moderator Rep. Steve King questioned the five candidates present about whether they believed, as Ronald Reagan did, that the United States of America is a "shining city on the hill."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font: normal normal normal 1.3em/1.5em georgia, serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bachmann demonstrated her familiarity with Reagan's rhetoric and its biblical and historical context when she replied, "Those comments actually come from the Book of Matthew. And those comments were also given in a sermon by John Winthrop when he was on the Arbella, with some of the early Pilgrims in 1630."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font: normal normal normal 1.3em/1.5em georgia, serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reagan's use of the Winthrop sermon throughout his 1980 campaign was an expression of "his belief that God had divinely created and blessed America and that America's founders -- as he did -- trusted in God to lead the new nation," says Kaylor in his book.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font: normal normal normal 1.3em/1.5em georgia, serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reagan, much like Bachmann and Rick Perry do in 2011, analogized his presidential campaign to a religious revival and portrayed himself as being on a spiritual mission. "With this framing," Kaylor writes, "his political campaign became a religious crusade designed to keep America following in God's will."...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-1395507943878333853?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/1395507943878333853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=1395507943878333853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1395507943878333853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1395507943878333853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/dog-whistle-dictionary-war-room-salon.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-8135209250398246822</id><published>2011-09-09T04:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T04:48:15.343-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/90s-cartoons-might-be-responsible-for-more-than-you-think/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+ThoughtCatalog+%28Thought+Catalog%29"&gt;90s Cartoons Might Be Responsible For More Than You Think « Thought Catalog&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so now I understand where my kids' attitude comes from. &lt;i&gt;Ren &amp;amp; Stimpy&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Doug&lt;/i&gt;, the &lt;i&gt;Rug Rats&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 18px; line-height: 28px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 28px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As a Gen Y’er, I am relentlessly accused of more cultural misdeeds and ethical faux-paus than I thought myself capable. We poor souls born on the 80s/90s cusp are purportedly doomed for a life of crippling narcissism, shameless materialism and, what’s more—the burden of entering a world more grounded in its &lt;a class="itxtrst itxtrsta itxthook" href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/90s-cartoons-might-be-responsible-for-more-than-you-think/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+ThoughtCatalog+%28Thought+Catalog%29#" id="itxthook0" rel="nofollow" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; bottom: auto; color: darkgreen; display: inline !important; float: none !important; font-family: inherit; font-variant: normal; left: auto; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: static !important; right: auto; text-align: left; text-decoration: underline; top: auto; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="itxtrst itxtrstspan itxthookspan" id="itxthook0w0" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; bottom: auto; color: darkgreen; display: inline; float: none; font-family: inherit; font-variant: normal; left: auto; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important; position: static; right: auto; text-align: left; text-transform: none !important; top: auto; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: normal;"&gt;virtual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; counterparts than reality. What we lack in sound economy and quality of life we make up for in a thriving alternate universe on the interwebz....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-8135209250398246822?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/8135209250398246822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=8135209250398246822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/8135209250398246822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/8135209250398246822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/90s-cartoons-might-be-responsible-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-3363686244109725108</id><published>2011-09-09T04:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T04:46:39.087-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.neatorama.com/2011/09/07/evil-twins-from-60s-television/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+Neatorama+%28Neatorama%29"&gt;Evil Twins from '60s Television&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://uploads.neatorama.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Jeannie-and-Her-Twin-Sister-i-dream-of-jeannie-6447055-400-313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://uploads.neatorama.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Jeannie-and-Her-Twin-Sister-i-dream-of-jeannie-6447055-400-313.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Neatorama explores the plot device of the &lt;i&gt;evil twin&lt;/i&gt;, all the rage back in the 60's. It's hard to name a classic TV show that did not have an evil twin plot line at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-3363686244109725108?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/3363686244109725108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=3363686244109725108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3363686244109725108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3363686244109725108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/evil-twins-from-60s-television.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-4441576996164105164</id><published>2011-09-09T04:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T04:32:54.174-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wordmagazine.co.uk/40noises"&gt;40 Noises That Built Pop | Word Magazine&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little pop culture history...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://www.wordmagazine.co.uk/files/40noises/5.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 8px; margin-top: 0px; max-width: 590px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;5) Theremin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The Beach Boys: Good Vibrations (1966)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;This most famous example of theremin use isn't strictly a theremin at all, but an electro-theremin. While the theremin is probably the only musical instrument you play without physical contact (your hands' distance from its metal antennae controls the pitch and volume), the electro-theremin employed by Brian Wilson was manipulated using a piece of string. But that eerie, high-pitched sine-wave tone made famous by Good Vibrations continued to crop up in rock music: from the authentic (Jimmy Page would use a theremin during live performances of Whole Lotta Love; Pere Ubu continue to use one on stage) to digital recreations of the same sound (Mysterons from the first Portishead album, Dummy).&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;object height="26" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="335"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;embed wmode="transparent" height="26" width="335" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://www.divshare.com/flash/audio_embed?data=YTo2OntzOjU6ImFwaUlkIjtzOjE6IjQiO3M6NjoiZmlsZUlkIjtzOjg6IjE1MjczODM1IjtzOjQ6ImNvZGUiO3M6MTI6IjE1MjczODM1LTIyNiI7czo2OiJ1c2VySWQiO3M6NToiMzk5MzQiO3M6MTI6ImV4dGVybmFsQ2FsbCI7aToxO3M6NDoidGltZSI7aToxMzEwMjIzNzcyO30=&amp;amp;autoplay=default" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-4441576996164105164?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/4441576996164105164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=4441576996164105164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4441576996164105164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4441576996164105164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/40-noises-that-built-pop-word-magazine.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-3852979749755685740</id><published>2011-09-07T06:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T06:36:38.710-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.buzzfeed.com/awesomer/10-voice-actors-you-didnt-know-you-knew"&gt;10 Voice Actors You Didn’t Know You Knew&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Jane Barbe: “If You'd Like To Make A Call, Please Hang Up And Try Again.”" src="http://s3-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/web04/2011/8/24/11/enhanced-buzz-995-1314199436-29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #111111; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #121212; font-size: 22px; font: normal normal normal 22px/26px Georgia, Times, serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #111111; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Jane Barbe: “If You'd Like To Make A Call, Please Hang Up And Try Again.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #303030; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #111111; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Better known as the the  Time Lady , Jane Barbe recorded many of the automated responses and time and temperature messages for Bell Systems and many other companies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-3852979749755685740?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/3852979749755685740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=3852979749755685740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3852979749755685740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/3852979749755685740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-voice-actors-you-didnt-know-you-knew.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-1196235012573281105</id><published>2011-09-07T06:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T06:36:25.732-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mosaics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Process'/><title type='text'>Process: 7. Interpolating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tPvQOx7csjw/TmWCdAxFg9I/AAAAAAAAF5Y/N7tqONq1Zs4/s1600/IMG_0078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tPvQOx7csjw/TmWCdAxFg9I/AAAAAAAAF5Y/N7tqONq1Zs4/s320/IMG_0078.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm in the relatively wide open space of the elephant's forehead, trying to feel my way along, working from the known to the unknown. My biggest problem is to make the tone of the shadows consistent. I'm already somewhat off track, but the question is really how much it matters, and it is too early to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm filling in places like the dark areas of the elephant's furrowed brow, then the lightest areas, then trying to find the right shades of gray in between. The open space between the eyes is the biggest challenge, but I know that by working from the edges where I'm more sure of the shade, I'll slowly reduce the open and uncertain area and have a better sense of what those shades will need to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's taking some time, because my work ethic for mosaics is pretty poor right now. I'll hit a lick and then go do other things. (I'm totally obsessed with &lt;i&gt;The Office&lt;/i&gt; on Netflix. How did I miss this show before now?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-1196235012573281105?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/1196235012573281105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=1196235012573281105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1196235012573281105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1196235012573281105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/process-7-interpolating.html' title='Process: 7. Interpolating'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tPvQOx7csjw/TmWCdAxFg9I/AAAAAAAAF5Y/N7tqONq1Zs4/s72-c/IMG_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-8760730046372643616</id><published>2011-09-07T06:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T06:30:19.442-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another cool concept blog'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.appalachianhistory.net/2010/04/hobo-nickels-2.html"&gt;Appalachian History » Hobo Nickels&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.appalachianhistory.net/wp-content/uploads/image-import/hobo+nickels.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://www.appalachianhistory.net/wp-content/uploads/image-import/hobo+nickels.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another cool site I just found. I had never heard of hobo nickels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-8760730046372643616?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/8760730046372643616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=8760730046372643616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/8760730046372643616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/8760730046372643616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/appalachian-history-hobo-nickels.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-4095052650216322330</id><published>2011-09-04T07:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T07:18:59.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/life/feature/2011/09/03/slinging_mud_excerpt_slideshow/index.html"&gt;A history of American political slurs - Slide Shows - Salon.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pundits in recent years have taken to bemoaning the loss of civility in public discourse, apparently under the impre sion that the political campaigns of earlier eras were conducted with utmost courtesy and decorum. Actually, mudslinging is a venerable American tradition, on a par with baseball and apple pie. Politicians have been going negative since the days of the Founding Fathers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-4095052650216322330?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/4095052650216322330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=4095052650216322330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4095052650216322330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4095052650216322330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/history-of-american-political-slurs.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-7856274284548644242</id><published>2011-09-04T07:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T08:34:09.951-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs are bad'/><title type='text'>Addiction Notes: 8. Babies and bathwater</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/drugs-as-pedagogy-or-fostering-a-relationship-with-the-cosmos/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+ThoughtCatalog+%28Thought+Catalog%29"&gt;Drugs As Pedagogy, Or Fostering A Relationship With The Cosmos « Thought Catalog&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-66I9rWpoU_Y/TmNwIcTPbpI/AAAAAAAAF5U/zGG_tGiuOCE/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-66I9rWpoU_Y/TmNwIcTPbpI/AAAAAAAAF5U/zGG_tGiuOCE/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This essay got me to do some self reflection. An excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks to a couple of great teachers, I learned some things in high school. All evidence to the contrary notwithstanding, I learned to write expository arguments. I learned the pleasure of reversal — flipping assumptions upside down. I read The Communist Manifesto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;And — thanks to combinations of marijuana, LSD, cocaine, beer, and bourbon — I learned to seethe with the cosmos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks ago I was at a training and had lunch with my old co-worker Harlan and a private practice therapist, John, who used to work for our agency. We talked about a lot of things and the time went quickly. It is a special and rare treat to talk to old hands at therapy, because we have a certain perspective and language that we don't often get to share, because we work so much in isolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subject came up about substance use among therapists, and more generally substance use among those of our generation. Of course it does happen, way more commonly than any of us want to think. There is a certain denial about what others may be up to or why they look tired or nod off at work, that you might call the benefit of the doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the conclusions I've drawn, aside from the rightfulness or wrongfulness of substance use, is that it is very hard, perhaps even impossible, to have a healthy relationship with substances. At first we dismiss the signals that we have lost a bit of perspective in the frequency of our use, in our reasons for using, or of the likelihood or seriousness of the consequences if we are caught using. As time goes on, we start to open up a split between reality as it is and reality as we pretend it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first experiences with pot in college were religious experiences of great power, and I would even add that for the whole rest of my adult life I have drawn comfort and perspective from those experiences. Any subsequent times I have used pot have been efforts on some level to recapture that lightning in a bottle. I have only ever caught bare glimpses of what I experienced in my youth, enough to have concluded that the effort is no longer worthwhile.&amp;nbsp;But all of that doesn't take away what it did for me back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the surprise and concern I felt when I first observed or heard from friends that they were having trouble quitting a substance. The first admission came from a friend who was universally loved as a sweet and talented guy, a wonderful musician. He confessed to me that he was having trouble quitting pills--opiates, speed, a mix of pills. All I knew to say was to react with alarm and concern, as well as some measure of gratitude for his trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we have a good and life-changing experience with a substance and then walk away? &amp;nbsp;Some of us will have an easier time of it than others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-7856274284548644242?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/7856274284548644242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=7856274284548644242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/7856274284548644242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/7856274284548644242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/addiction-notes-8-babies-and-bathwater.html' title='Addiction Notes: 8. Babies and bathwater'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-66I9rWpoU_Y/TmNwIcTPbpI/AAAAAAAAF5U/zGG_tGiuOCE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-5663014718636508327</id><published>2011-09-03T09:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T09:14:24.408-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion/Politics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Khi5CXsIpSU/TmIoElRk_8I/AAAAAAAAF5Q/c-faXKp68w4/s1600/facism.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Khi5CXsIpSU/TmIoElRk_8I/AAAAAAAAF5Q/c-faXKp68w4/s1600/facism.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-5663014718636508327?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/5663014718636508327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=5663014718636508327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5663014718636508327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5663014718636508327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Khi5CXsIpSU/TmIoElRk_8I/AAAAAAAAF5Q/c-faXKp68w4/s72-c/facism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-585317267839275397</id><published>2011-09-02T05:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T05:22:43.944-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.theawl.com/2011/08/laura-dern-is-our-only-hope-for-bringing-david-lynch-back"&gt;Laura Dern Is Our Only Hope For Bringing David Lynch Back | The Awl&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that David Lynch hasn't had much to say these past several years aside from videos and a concert film for Duran Duran. If Laura Dern can bring him back, I'm all for that. He doesn't need to make movies, but I really wish he would make another movie, because there is no other David Lynch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-585317267839275397?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/585317267839275397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=585317267839275397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/585317267839275397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/585317267839275397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/09/laura-dern-is-our-only-hope-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-1360792445047090691</id><published>2011-08-31T06:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T06:48:46.259-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video game'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://memebake.blogspot.com/2011/02/review-of-outside.html"&gt;Meme Bake: Review of "Outside"&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This new multiplayer game "Outside" is getting a lot of buzz. Gamer aeschenkarnos' review:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #555544; font-family: tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #555544; font-family: tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Traditionally Outside receives extremely high ratings by those who like to see others play it, and these people are in many cases comfortably ensconced Inside themselves. Outside was released many years ago, it was in fact the first massively multiplayer game, and yet it has always managed to avoid the double-edged Retro tag. In its favor, continual user updates have kept Outside current; there are always new things to see and do Outside. Participants are permitted, to some extent, to modify their own areas of Outside, which is a large part of the fun of the game. However it seems that in the end one is modifying Outside largely for the sake of it, and having done it, there is a distinct feeling of "now what?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-1360792445047090691?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/1360792445047090691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=1360792445047090691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1360792445047090691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1360792445047090691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/08/meme-bake-review-of-outside-this-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-1586208890810324463</id><published>2011-08-30T06:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T06:02:17.484-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/bioephemera/2011/08/greg_dunns_golden_neurons.php?utm_source=selectfeed&amp;amp;utm_medium=rss"&gt;Greg Dunn's golden neurons : bioephemera&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/bioephemera/2011/08/25/hippocampusdunn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://scienceblogs.com/bioephemera/2011/08/25/hippocampusdunn.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Micrographs of neurons rendered into art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-1586208890810324463?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/1586208890810324463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=1586208890810324463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1586208890810324463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1586208890810324463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/08/greg-dunns-golden-neurons-bioephemera.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-7026901574228510865</id><published>2011-08-30T06:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T06:01:10.582-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new orleans'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nola.com/environment/index.ssf/2011/08/new_orleans_levees_get_a_near-.html#incart_hbx"&gt;New Orleans levees get a near-failing grade in new corps rating system | NOLA.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444e5c; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A new&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://topics.nola.com/tag/corps-of-engineers/index.html" style="color: #305cb6; cursor: pointer; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Army Corps of Engineers&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;rating system for the nation’s&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://topics.nola.com/tag/levees/index.html" style="color: #305cb6; cursor: pointer; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;levees&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;is about to deliver a near-failing grade to New Orleans area dikes, despite the internationally acclaimed $10 billion effort to rebuild the system in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina, corps officials have confirmed...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;If you read the article in its entirety, it doesn't sound quite as scary at the headline, but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-7026901574228510865?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/7026901574228510865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=7026901574228510865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/7026901574228510865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/7026901574228510865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-orleans-levees-get-near-failing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-5755134659114572928</id><published>2011-08-30T05:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T05:58:02.201-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.geeksaresexy.net/2011/08/29/unbelievably-cool-fallout-monopoly-game-pics/"&gt;Unbelievably Cool Fallout Monopoly Game [Pics]&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geeksaresexy.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/falloutmonopolyboard-e1314579321249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.geeksaresexy.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/falloutmonopolyboard-e1314579321249.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If this was in production it would be all I want for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-5755134659114572928?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/5755134659114572928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=5755134659114572928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5755134659114572928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5755134659114572928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/08/unbelievably-cool-fallout-monopoly-game.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-8304146917451760884</id><published>2011-08-28T07:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T08:39:16.948-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://boingboing.net/2011/08/24/going-under-what-we-dont-know-about-anesthetics.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+boingboing%2FiBag+%28Boing+Boing%29"&gt;Going Under: What we don’t know about anesthetics – Boing Boing&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that anesthesia works, but we still don't have a very good sense of how it works, or what the health consequences are. Basically because we don't have a very good grasp as of yet what consciousness is, physically speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...Maggie Koerth-Baker: Describe for me, in your own words, the current basic theory of how anesthetics work. We're talking about chemicals binding to protein receptors, correct? But what does that mean? Why do proteins matter?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; margin-bottom: 11px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roderic G. Eckenhoff, MD:&lt;/strong&gt; The real simple answer is that we don't know. We don't even know what class of macromolecule, for certain, underlies the effects of general anesthetics. And anesthetics don't just do one thing. They produce a myriad of effects ranging from hypnosis, to amnesia, to pain relief and a range of other effects that are much less desirable, like hypothermia, nausea, and vomiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; margin-bottom: 11px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 22px;"&gt;But most of us think about the primary effect, which would be unconsciousness, and the answer is still we don't know for sure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-8304146917451760884?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/8304146917451760884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=8304146917451760884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/8304146917451760884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/8304146917451760884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/08/going-under-what-we-dont-know-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-4398380761647968102</id><published>2011-08-28T07:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T07:55:45.408-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs are bad'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/how-to-justify-your-drug-use-a-comprehensive-guide/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+ThoughtCatalog+%28Thought+Catalog%29"&gt;How To Justify Your Drug Use: A Comprehensive Guide « Thought Catalog&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excuse for every drug of choice, such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 28px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;...Prescription Drugs:&lt;/strong&gt; If you want to raise three children and sell the shit out of this Avon, you are more than free to do so, but until you do–you are not allowed to judge me. I work hard and my job is thankless, I’m allowed the errant Dilaudid. If you want to come home and cook a Michelin-starred meal for a bunch of ungrateful brats and a cheating husband, well, you are more than welcome to do so. And enjoy having to go to the PTA meetings–you try one of those sober, just ONCE, and I’ll will put the bejeweled crown upon your head because I will have found the queen...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 28px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 18px; line-height: 28px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-4398380761647968102?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/4398380761647968102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=4398380761647968102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4398380761647968102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/4398380761647968102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-to-justify-your-drug-use.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-2819265599490712599</id><published>2011-08-28T07:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T07:54:54.624-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion/Politics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.samharris.org/blog/item/how-to-lose-readers-without-even-trying/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+SamHarris+The+End+Of+Faith%2C+by+Sam+Harris"&gt;The Blog : How to Lose Readers (Without Even Trying) : Sam Harris&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam Harris learns what people get excited about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Sans-Serif'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 17px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Sans-Serif'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you have too many readers of your books and articles? Want to reduce traffic on your blog? It turns out, there is a foolproof way to alienate many of your fans, quickly and at almost no cost.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 17px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Sans-Serif'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It took me years to discover this publishing secret, but I’ll pass it along to you for free:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 17px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Sans-Serif'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Simply write an article suggesting that taxes should be raised on billionaires.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 17px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Sans-Serif'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Really, it’s &lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; simple!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-2819265599490712599?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/2819265599490712599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=2819265599490712599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/2819265599490712599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/2819265599490712599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-how-to-lose-readers-without-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-8364074587477596011</id><published>2011-08-28T07:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T07:54:35.758-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='therapy'/><title type='text'>Reality check...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--vo9hUVh9s0/TljoVONsU1I/AAAAAAAAPw4/sU-2U2uImsI/s1600/anyoneknowtheboook%253F.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--vo9hUVh9s0/TljoVONsU1I/AAAAAAAAPw4/sU-2U2uImsI/s400/anyoneknowtheboook%253F.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I feel I can allow myself to express emotions in a session without being exploitative, but you do have to be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also sometimes easier to feel my clients' pain than my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via PostSecret)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-8364074587477596011?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/8364074587477596011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=8364074587477596011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/8364074587477596011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/8364074587477596011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/08/reality-check.html' title='Reality check...'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--vo9hUVh9s0/TljoVONsU1I/AAAAAAAAPw4/sU-2U2uImsI/s72-c/anyoneknowtheboook%253F.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-5293023256401083903</id><published>2011-08-26T05:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T05:37:53.595-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.grantland.com/story/_/id/6891795/the-wrestler-real-life"&gt;Shane Ryan on the personal struggles of wrestling star Ric Flair - Grantland&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way more than you would ever want to know about Ric Flair... &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...The story of Ric Flair was once about a college dropout who rose through the ranks of professional wrestling to become a legend. It was about his nickname, "The Nature Boy," and his signature figure four leglock, both lifted from an older wrestler named Buddy Rogers. It was about his multiple championships, his bleach-blond hair, his fast-talking patter (by his own reckoning, Flair was a "stylin', profilin', limousine-riding, jet-flying, kiss-stealing, wheelin'-n'-dealin' son of a gun!"), and his signature, trademarked cry: "WOOO!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today the story is about a man known in the court system as Richard Morgan Fliehr, 62, born in 1949 and adopted by parents who raised him in Minnesota. That's what he was called this past April, when a judge ejected Fliehr from his Charlotte home because he couldn't pay his rent. That's what he was called in May, when he faced an arrest order for an unpaid $35,000 loan. That's what he's called on the paychecks from Total Nonstop Action, a second-tier outfit where he's still compelled to perform despite suffering from alcoholic cardiomyopathy, and where almost everything he earns goes toward old debts: lawyers, ex-wives, the IRS, former business partners, and anyone who made the mistake of lending him money...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-5293023256401083903?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/5293023256401083903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=5293023256401083903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5293023256401083903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5293023256401083903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/08/shane-ryan-on-personal-struggles-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-2125728952387426044</id><published>2011-08-25T06:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T06:41:13.559-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Eschaton, the video</title><content type='html'>The Decembrists make a video of some catchy tune. The video depicts Eschaton, the tennis war game from &lt;i&gt;Infinite Jest...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="169" src="http://www.npr.org/player/embeddable/video/player.html?i=139033489&amp;m=139700917" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-2125728952387426044?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/2125728952387426044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=2125728952387426044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/2125728952387426044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/2125728952387426044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/08/eschaton-video.html' title='Eschaton, the video'/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-1757832448877290426</id><published>2011-08-25T06:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T06:22:31.463-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality check'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.quora.com/Whats-it-like-to-have-your-film-flop-at-the-box-office"&gt;What's it like to have your film flop at the box office? - Quora&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I probably won't ever have to worry about, but I can relate to the universal experience of public failure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, default; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, default; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you work "above the line" on a movie (writer, director, actor, producer, etc.) watching it flop at the box office is devastating. I had such an experience during the opening weekend of &lt;span class="qlink_container" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quora.com/Conan-the-Barbarian-Creative-Franchise" style="color: #19558d; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Conan the Barbarian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 3D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A movie's opening day is analogous to a political election night. Although I've never worked in politics, I remember having similar feelings of disappointment and disillusionment when my candidate lost a presidential bid, so I imagine that working as a speechwriter or a fundraiser for the losing campaign would feel about the same as working on an unsuccessful film.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'via Blog this'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-1757832448877290426?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/1757832448877290426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=1757832448877290426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1757832448877290426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/1757832448877290426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/08/whats-it-like-to-have-your-film-flop-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-5704288882867576498</id><published>2011-08-24T05:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T05:03:49.336-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning curve'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/print/?/news/features/56793/"&gt;In Defense of Distraction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="deck" style="font: normal normal bold 14px/1.3 Georgia, Garamond, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Twitter, Adderall, lifehacking, mindful jogging, power browsing, Obama’s BlackBerry, and the benefits of overstimulation...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-5704288882867576498?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/5704288882867576498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=5704288882867576498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5704288882867576498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/5704288882867576498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-defense-of-distraction-twitter.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-6618770294564103281</id><published>2011-08-23T05:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T05:40:45.630-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tpmdc.talkingpointsmemo.com/2011/08/study-tea-party-members-cultural-dispositions-authoritarianism-ontological-insecurity-libertarianism.php"&gt;Study: Tea Party Members Cultural Dispositions 'Authoritarianism, Fear Of Change, Libertarianism And Nativism' | TPMDC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', times, georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What are the four primary characteristics most associated with those Americans sympathetic to the Tea Party? "Authoritarianism, ontological insecurity (fear of change), libertarianism and nativism." So says one of the many findings in a study presented to the American Sociological Association on Monday....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-6618770294564103281?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/6618770294564103281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=6618770294564103281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6618770294564103281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6618770294564103281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/08/study-tea-party-members-cultural.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-7523236336984347569</id><published>2011-08-22T06:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T06:34:32.221-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality check'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://youarenotsosmart.com/2011/08/21/the-illusion-of-asymmetric-insight/"&gt;The Illusion of Asymmetric Insight « You Are Not So Smart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Misconception:&lt;/strong&gt;  You celebrate diversity and respect others’ points of view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Truth:&lt;/strong&gt; You are driven to create and form groups and then believe others are wrong just because they are others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="wp-caption alignleft" id="attachment_1373" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 15px; margin-top: 0px; width: 324px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youarenotsosmart.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/screen-shot-2011-08-21-at-3-46-32-pm.png" style="color: #772124; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="size-full wp-image-1373  " height="240" src="http://youarenotsosmart.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/screen-shot-2011-08-21-at-3-46-32-pm.png?w=314&amp;amp;h=240" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-width: initial; border-width: initial;" title="Screen Shot 2011-08-21 at 3.46.32 PM" width="314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="wp-caption-text" style="color: #888888; font-size: 1em; font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Source: "Lord of the Flies," 1963, Two Arts Ltd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;So, you pick a team, and like the boys at Robber’s Cave, you spend a lot of time a lot of time talking about how dumb and uncouth the other side is. You too can become preoccupied with defining the essence of your enemies. You too need the other side to be inferior, so you define them as such. You start to believe your persona is actually your identity, and the identity of your enemy is actually their persona. You see yourself in a game of self-deluded poker and assume you are impossible to read while everyone else has obvious tells...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-7523236336984347569?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/7523236336984347569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=7523236336984347569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/7523236336984347569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/7523236336984347569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/08/illusion-of-asymmetric-insight-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21879316.post-6587065744362858144</id><published>2011-08-21T07:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T07:09:52.172-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>The Poor's Free Ride is Over</title><content type='html'>Jon Stewart lays it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.360cities.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/detail_small_No.3-photo-by-Harbert-F.-Austin-Jr-K-BMA001original-Panorama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://blog.360cities.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/detail_small_No.3-photo-by-Harbert-F.-Austin-Jr-K-BMA001original-Panorama.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Haunting 360 degree panorama images from Hiroshima.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21879316-6898206627462155277?l=ralphott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/feeds/6898206627462155277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21879316&amp;postID=6898206627462155277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6898206627462155277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21879316/posts/default/6898206627462155277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ralphott.blogspot.com/2011/08/panoramic-images-of-hiroshima-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ott</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105462743497369536172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qw4Foc3pWIE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAF80/7DwBcdJC-Ss/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
