<?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-18995486</id><updated>2011-07-30T13:43:27.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crsah Tset Dmumy</title><subtitle type='html'>Learning from life the hard way</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-2895545214594683886</id><published>2010-04-10T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T14:08:33.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrrrrrrr</title><summary type='text'>I am a reluctant fan of Pawn Stars.  The episode with the ICBM, err,  Space Ship launch keys had me laughing out loud.Damn.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/2895545214594683886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=2895545214594683886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/2895545214594683886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/2895545214594683886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2010/04/grrrrrrrrr.html' title='Grrrrrrrrr'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-8957014335130137579</id><published>2010-04-10T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T14:05:58.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Open letter to Rachel and Keith</title><summary type='text'>For Rachel,Run, Rachel, run!For Keith,Please, be careful.  Watch your tone.For my dear friends on the left:Let's pay a lot less attention to the negatives and cover what we are doing, in detail.  Please, educate us.  Please.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/8957014335130137579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=8957014335130137579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/8957014335130137579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/8957014335130137579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2010/04/open-letter-to-rachel-and-keith.html' title='Open letter to Rachel and Keith'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-9003691492814280962</id><published>2007-07-02T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T09:47:32.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking out the hankies . . .</title><summary type='text'>Goodness, once again I have failed to write for a while.  In my defense let me describe what has been going on with me.  Since my last post, I've:been house/multiple cat/dog sitting for a friend who we will call Jane.moved completely out of Jane's house into my own apartment.caught, with my bare hands (like a grizzly bear catching salmon), Jane's escaped-recently-rescued feral cat so that I </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/07/01/AR2007070101356_pf.html' title='Breaking out the hankies . . .'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/9003691492814280962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=9003691492814280962' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/9003691492814280962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/9003691492814280962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2007/07/breaking-out-hankies.html' title='Breaking out the hankies . . .'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AmdSJn8l53U/RokqrmGPALI/AAAAAAAAAFc/G_frj-peY5w/s72-c/disaster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-6181286756200127945</id><published>2007-06-01T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T11:09:09.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dummy is back . . .</title><summary type='text'>My dear, dear Friends.I apologize that the Dummy has been missing for almost a year now.   Here is a little post by way of explanation.After the retreat last summer, the Dummy had such a hard "crash" that it has taken a year to put her back together.  There simply wasn't enough Dummy in one piece to make any post at all.Then, again, that's what Dummies are for.   Dummies fall apart because they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/6181286756200127945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=6181286756200127945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/6181286756200127945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/6181286756200127945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2007/06/dummy-is-back.html' title='The Dummy is back . . .'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AmdSJn8l53U/RmBdKyVVecI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5P-hNxxiqBg/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-114749253232207953</id><published>2006-05-12T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T21:47:49.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those mysteries . . . </title><summary type='text'>  So things are going along swimmingly between _________ and I. Then she shows up a couple of weekends ago with all sorts of attitude. She didn't like the way I was taking care of my cat. She asked me to find homes for some tomato plants grown from seed by one of her friends. Ok (not sure why I was chosen for this task). But then she didn't like the sign I made (Free Tomato Plants). She asked if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/114749253232207953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=114749253232207953' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114749253232207953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114749253232207953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-of-those-mysteries.html' title='One of those mysteries . . . '/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-114694520497789412</id><published>2006-05-06T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T12:53:25.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Human Behavior Number 564:</title><summary type='text'>  Doubting Oneself.    Yes, so that woman came here and stayed. How did it go? How shall I say it? It was as it always was (and will continue to be, I guess). I've been thinking the matter over. Really, she is a bully. She finds some vulnerable part of one's psyche and then she niggles it over and over again. Another point: she will be telling a story and only at the end does she relate it back </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/114694520497789412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=114694520497789412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114694520497789412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114694520497789412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2006/05/stupid-human-behavior-number-564.html' title='Stupid Human Behavior Number 564:'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-114694403582416091</id><published>2006-05-06T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T12:33:55.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Human Behavior Number 563:</title><summary type='text'>  Start listing your stupid human behaviors online. People will want more of that. ; )    Which raises the question: Could I come up with at least 563 stupid things I've done. O yeah and counting.    An update about that visit is coming next . . .   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/114694403582416091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=114694403582416091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114694403582416091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114694403582416091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2006/05/stupid-human-behavior-number-563.html' title='Stupid Human Behavior Number 563:'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-114668733382152653</id><published>2006-05-03T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T13:15:33.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ground rules for really listening to someone:</title><summary type='text'>    no fixing     no saving       no advising         no setting each other straight   From A Hidden Wholeness : The Journey Toward an Undivided Life by Parker Palmer      </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/114668733382152653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=114668733382152653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114668733382152653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114668733382152653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2006/05/ground-rules-for-really-listening-to.html' title='Ground rules for really listening to someone:'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-114624122236794497</id><published>2006-04-28T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T09:20:22.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Human Behavior Number 562</title><summary type='text'>   Someone whom I really don't like is coming to spend a couple of nights here.      Now if I were dwelling in the Animal Kingdom, what would I do? When this pompous ass showed up here I would snarl, revealing my long fangs and swat at the intruder with my bared claws. What an awful hiss I would make. If only . . .      Alas, as a human I was born. Worse. I have Southern karma. So how am I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/114624122236794497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=114624122236794497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114624122236794497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114624122236794497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2006/04/stupid-human-behavior-number-562_28.html' title='Stupid Human Behavior Number 562'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-114214195429815797</id><published>2006-03-11T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T21:46:20.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><summary type='text'>  For more than four years, I've been in a stalemate with someone I love. And I guess for good reason. I felt very hurt by something she did. I imagine that she felt very disappointed in me for some decisions I made about my life.    There we were--stuck, out of touch, in disharmony.  It felt awful. I think of her almost every day and wish her the very best.   Today I had some time for myself and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/114214195429815797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=114214195429815797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114214195429815797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114214195429815797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2006/03/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-114201731923100381</id><published>2006-03-07T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T11:01:59.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, maybe</title><summary type='text'>   I'm just smiling at myself. How funny it is that I finish writing a letter or an email and then I hesitate at the end. I'm uncertain whether to write "Love," "Best wishes," "Warmest regards."  I have to go dig out the person's last letter from me and see what they put at the end of their letter. Did the write "Love,"? And sometimes I can feel a little dissappointed to see just "Warmest regards</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/114201731923100381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=114201731923100381' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114201731923100381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114201731923100381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2006/03/love-maybe.html' title='Love, maybe'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-114119063362303198</id><published>2006-02-28T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T21:26:32.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danger - ?</title><summary type='text'> Ok, now this is cute. Here's a film that beautifully captures the essence of the Homeland Security Advisory System. Nicely done.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/114119063362303198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=114119063362303198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114119063362303198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114119063362303198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2006/02/danger.html' title='Danger - ?'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-114067888423870080</id><published>2006-02-22T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T21:56:34.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artificial Intelligence and Southern Charm</title><summary type='text'>I was stumbling around the internet tonight and came upon a site about Artificial Intelligence.  This website has an AI computer with whom you can start a chat.I've done this a number of times.   Of course, all of the AI systems have their limitations.  Perhaps they use the wrong verb tense or they give some weird response to my question.What makes me smile is that I catch myself feeling as if I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/114067888423870080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=114067888423870080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114067888423870080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/114067888423870080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2006/02/artificial-intelligence-and-southern.html' title='Artificial Intelligence and Southern Charm'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113487436437544620</id><published>2005-12-17T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T20:44:19.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very apt for today's news</title><summary type='text'>"When a thousand, a million men, a thousand cities, fail to protect themselves against the domination of one man, this cannot be called cowardly, for cowardice does not sink to such a depth."--Étienne de La Boétie</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113487436437544620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113487436437544620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113487436437544620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113487436437544620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/12/very-apt-for-todays-news.html' title='Very apt for today&apos;s news'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113445362137006170</id><published>2005-12-12T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T22:20:24.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Karma of America's Invasion of Iraq Explained in a Children's Book</title><summary type='text'>I know one thing for certain; it's much harder to tell whether you are lost than whether you were lost, for, on many occasions where you're going is exactly where you are. On the other hand, you often find that where you've been is not at all where you should have gone . . .Juster, Norton. The Phantom Tollbooth. New York: Alfred A Knopf, 1989. 114.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113445362137006170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113445362137006170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113445362137006170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113445362137006170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/12/karma-of-americas-invasion-of-iraq.html' title='The Karma of America&apos;s Invasion of Iraq Explained in a Children&apos;s Book'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113436737153466250</id><published>2005-12-11T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T22:19:50.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry this seat is already taken...</title><summary type='text'>I was toying around with they idea of getting a domain name and typed dummy.com into the browser.  www.dummy.com is a site about George W. Bush.'nough said.As for me, today was busy and then helped a friend setup up her laptop.  Every time she didn't understand anything she would cry out, "How do they expect us mere mortal to understand any of this.  And why do I need any of this software!!! That</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113436737153466250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113436737153466250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113436737153466250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113436737153466250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-sorry-this-seat-is-already-taken.html' title='I&apos;m sorry this seat is already taken...'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113422531176793253</id><published>2005-12-10T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T06:50:33.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>History in the Making</title><summary type='text'>I've been terribly busy in the last little while. I had company, got a HUGE Fantom Drive which took me days to fill, installed some incredible new software and wrote my first web application. She's a beauty, with full CSS styling, a hand-crafted Perl script and W3 validation. Man, she's hot!Let's see, I also got my brother to take some annoying personal information about me off his homepage. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113422531176793253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113422531176793253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113422531176793253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113422531176793253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/12/history-in-making.html' title='History in the Making'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113380604038615755</id><published>2005-12-05T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T10:14:22.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>loads of fun...</title><summary type='text'>I've been away for a few days because I've got new hardware and new software.  I've, errr, been playing.I just signed up for skype.  Very cool.  Last night I spoke with some random dude in Florida who had signed up to keep in touch with his daughter.  I'm totally loving this modern world we live in.Got some posts coming this week.  In the meantime, if you happen to have absolutely nothing better </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113380604038615755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113380604038615755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113380604038615755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113380604038615755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/12/loads-of-fun.html' title='loads of fun...'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113356294024085248</id><published>2005-12-02T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T15:01:31.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The wine empress is with the body</title><summary type='text'>and the area travels the head office:http://www.flickr.com/photos/sockeyed/67651255/Yup, I think that pretty well sums things up.  At least, I suppose it does, depending on what you're trying to sum up.ahemand, now,  a poem:Have no--  the adult,      the child,that look after/ with the old man--prohibition  against the next       sea.Swimming.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.flickr.com/photos/sockeyed/67651255/' title='The wine empress is with the body'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113356294024085248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113356294024085248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113356294024085248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113356294024085248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/12/wine-empress-is-with-body.html' title='The wine empress is with the body'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113349986782831351</id><published>2005-12-01T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T21:09:48.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm down for the count...</title><summary type='text'>I've not posted because I've been working on this blog's design. I'm pretty pleased with it.  Not to happy with the colors yet. Also, I'm not feeling all that well.I've got some posts coming in the next few days.Here's what I've got in the crock pot for tomorrow's breakfast:~~Brown Rice Cereal~~1/2 cup brown ricelittle pieces of the following   apple   dried peach   cried cranberries   orange  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113349986782831351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113349986782831351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113349986782831351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113349986782831351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-down-for-count.html' title='I&apos;m down for the count...'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113316450475933920</id><published>2005-11-27T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T00:12:43.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dealing with one of the most annoying people I've ever met.</title><summary type='text'>I've been away for the last few days because I've been trying to transform my life--one little annoying situation at a time. Here's the dope:There is the woman from work (henceforth affectionately referred to as WFW) who I find most annoying.  Every time WFW sees me, she rushes over to me, her hands clasping together in an exaggerated saintly way, and she exclaims, “Oh dear! How aaaaAAARRREEEeee </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113316450475933920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113316450475933920' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113316450475933920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113316450475933920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/dealing-with-one-of-most-annoying.html' title='Dealing with one of the most annoying people I&apos;ve ever met.'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113294438616029173</id><published>2005-11-25T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T11:53:36.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From my morning meditation:</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113294438616029173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113294438616029173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113294438616029173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113294438616029173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/from-my-morning-meditation.html' title='From my morning meditation:'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113290334894812131</id><published>2005-11-24T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T10:25:49.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know...</title><summary type='text'> If I'm so smart, then why am I always making such incredibly stupid mistakes. There must be a difference between being intelligent and not being a fool. Gawd, I look back and anyone would say, "your stuipd score is pretty darn high!"In the end, I must just love myself. Each step along the way, I thought I was doing the right thing. I've always been idealistic and I've never approached anything </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113290334894812131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113290334894812131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113290334894812131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113290334894812131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-dont-know.html' title='I don&apos;t know...'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113289721995251869</id><published>2005-11-24T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T18:00:59.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump the dog...</title><summary type='text'>Is it just me, or did CSI just jump the dog, I mean shark, with the whole hot-dog eating thing.EEEEWWWWWWWWWWWW.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113289721995251869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113289721995251869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113289721995251869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113289721995251869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/jump-dog.html' title='Jump the dog...'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113289565106441983</id><published>2005-11-24T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T21:23:22.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blog about a vegetable</title><summary type='text'>Someone gave us the most beautiful head of cauliflower I have ever seen. I have been happy about this thing all day. It was such a beautiful, wonderfully fresh example of organic produce that I had to take a picture of it. And the color! So wonderful. Not a blemish on it. Oh, and it was delicious.I was so pleased, I had to take a picture of the salad as well. The beautiful cauliflower aside, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113289565106441983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113289565106441983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113289565106441983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113289565106441983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-first-blog-about-vegetable.html' title='My first blog about a vegetable'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113282204981069060</id><published>2005-11-24T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T01:11:12.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Top Ten Thanksgiving memories include...</title><summary type='text'>   As a child, seeing parts of the house get cleaned up for the first time that year (ok, maybe the first time ever). Watching my mother make a gravy from all-purpose flour infested with ants.A couple of hours later, watching my relatives smother their turkey with gravy that happens to have a lot of little cooked ants floating around in it (cooked ants look a little bit like black pepper).About </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113282204981069060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113282204981069060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113282204981069060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113282204981069060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-top-ten-thanksgiving-memories.html' title='My Top Ten Thanksgiving memories include...'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113269787638607079</id><published>2005-11-22T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T17:15:33.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top ten cool things that happen when you're 41 and dependent on a cane to walk:</title><summary type='text'>   All sorts of people, even the ones who have been pissy to you for years, are suddenly very "nice." You get free stuff. You go to Starbucks and order a Latte and a rasberry bar. But the bar is too small so they feel they just have to give you a second one.Most cars stop for you when you approach the crosswalk. (Some cars speed up.)Lots of people take time out of their day to stop and watch you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113269787638607079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113269787638607079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113269787638607079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113269787638607079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/top-ten-cool-things-that-happen-when.html' title='Top ten cool things that happen when you&apos;re 41 and dependent on a cane to walk:'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113255169322660333</id><published>2005-11-20T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T21:41:33.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression Assessment</title><summary type='text'>Here is a link about depression that explores both the emotional and physical aspects of of depression. It is a website created by the pharmaceutical company Lilly in order to promote a drug called Cymbalta. The reason I'm blogging it was their advertisement, which emphasises that depression has a definite physical aspect, resonated for me. I feel pretty good emotionally, only my body has so much</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113255169322660333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113255169322660333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113255169322660333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113255169322660333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/depression-assessment.html' title='Depression Assessment'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113238543392335259</id><published>2005-11-18T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T14:57:23.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad,</title><summary type='text'>I keep feeling your presence in my life. I think about how you really missed me. How I moved to the West Coast, found my very alternative lifestyle and left you in the living hell you created for yourself. I was listening to some music today and it reminded me of you. One of the lines went something like, "I don't understand why I can't tell 'Free World' from a living hell."  O, Dad, you had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113238543392335259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113238543392335259' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113238543392335259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113238543392335259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/dad.html' title='Dad,'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113207120989589532</id><published>2005-11-15T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T20:04:17.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in your cupboard?</title><summary type='text'>You have perhaps seen the tv commercials that end by asking you, "What's in your wallet?" Well, I think we've all had experience of going through our kitchen cupboards and finding stuff that makes us ask, "What the ***bleep***???" I remember being with a friend who had been vegetarian for years, in her own kitchen, as she was experiencing that sense of wonderment that comes from looking past the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113207120989589532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113207120989589532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207120989589532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207120989589532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/whats-in-your-cupboard.html' title='What&apos;s in your cupboard?'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113207116847063308</id><published>2005-11-15T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T08:12:48.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolerance Vs. Celebration</title><summary type='text'>I once attended a workshop about race, gender and stereotyping. At one point, a chart was put up on the projector that went something a little like this (I'm recreating this completely from a memory that is more than a decade old).Negative &lt;-----------&gt; PositiveHatred   Stereotyping   ToleranceThe workshop leader pointed out that many people believe this continuum to be a true reflection of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113207116847063308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113207116847063308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207116847063308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207116847063308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/tolerance-vs-celebration.html' title='Tolerance Vs. Celebration'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113207112622820636</id><published>2005-11-15T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T08:12:06.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus of Legoland</title><summary type='text'>Without a doubt I have come across one of the most unusual websites I have ever seen. It is an illustrated online version of sections of the Old and New Testaments. In this version, the illustrations are not photographs of frescos. No, all of the illustrations are pictures of Legos. It is such an odd juxtaposition that it makes the skin on the back of my neck crawl.By way of example, here is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113207112622820636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113207112622820636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207112622820636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207112622820636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/jesus-of-legoland.html' title='Jesus of Legoland'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113207107640029979</id><published>2005-11-15T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T08:11:16.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I actually became nauseous</title><summary type='text'>when I saw this cartoon. For more information, look here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113207107640029979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113207107640029979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207107640029979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207107640029979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-actually-became-nauseous.html' title='I actually became nauseous'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113207100129701462</id><published>2005-11-15T08:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T08:10:01.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From this website</title><summary type='text'>you can pick a satellite and see the Earth in real time.  Amazingly beautiful.    Here we are on this rock rolling around in space and we're stupid enough to kill and hurt each other.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113207100129701462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113207100129701462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207100129701462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207100129701462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/from-this-website.html' title='From this website'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113207091803047968</id><published>2005-11-15T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T08:08:38.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got a quarter?</title><summary type='text'>Here's a list of some of the things you can buy in Japan from a vending machine:     soft drinks   pack of cigarettes   carton of cigarettes   eggs   rice (in bulk)      photo printing   mobile phone recharging   fishing tackle   toys   toilet paper   flight insurance   frequent flier miles   food      fried food   beer   beer in 2 liter jugs      liquor   film   cameras   money (you deposit cans</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113207091803047968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113207091803047968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207091803047968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207091803047968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/got-quarter.html' title='Got a quarter?'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113207084896683978</id><published>2005-11-15T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T08:07:28.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The seven sages said</title><summary type='text'>to Know Thyself . . . but this may be taking it a bit too far.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113207084896683978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113207084896683978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207084896683978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207084896683978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/seven-sages-said.html' title='The seven sages said'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113207077778553608</id><published>2005-11-15T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T21:10:21.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Fellow Earthlings:</title><summary type='text'>Please take part in this important event to improve our the Earth's climate.  ; ^)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113207077778553608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113207077778553608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207077778553608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207077778553608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/dear-fellow-earthlings.html' title='Dear Fellow Earthlings:'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113207069014594264</id><published>2005-11-15T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T08:04:50.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honest!</title><summary type='text'>If you want to figure out how to tell if someone is lying, this site will help you.  Before you visit the site, however, you may want to consider that it is sometimes best to not know that your loved ones are lying to you.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113207069014594264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113207069014594264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207069014594264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207069014594264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/honest.html' title='Honest!'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113207062162408718</id><published>2005-11-15T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T08:03:41.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to fold a T-shirt very neatly</title><summary type='text'>I've tried it and it works!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113207062162408718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113207062162408718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207062162408718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207062162408718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-to-fold-t-shirt-very-neatly.html' title='How to fold a T-shirt very neatly'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113207053079329043</id><published>2005-11-15T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T08:02:10.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary</title><summary type='text'>This is pretty depressing.  It's an image created by NASA that shows the polar cap melting...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113207053079329043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113207053079329043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207053079329043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207053079329043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/scary.html' title='Scary'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113207045093174890</id><published>2005-11-15T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T10:30:55.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff I dreamed about, worried over, and hoped for when I was very young</title><summary type='text'> my closet. it had a trap door. i wondered where it led. i used to think about what to hide there, but could never come up with anything dangerous/illegal enough to worthy of such a space... my grandparents.  my mother told me they lived over my bed and could see everything i did.  Were they really watching me? the grandfather clock...  my mother told me that it stopped working the day her father</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113207045093174890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113207045093174890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207045093174890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207045093174890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/stuff-i-dreamed-about-worried-over-and.html' title='Stuff I dreamed about, worried over, and hoped for when I was very young'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113207034828785400</id><published>2005-11-15T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T07:59:08.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>from Neil Gaiman on To the Best of our Knowledge...</title><summary type='text'>Quoting the Kabalah..."I heard once an old myth that the Angel of Death is so beautiful, when you see the Angel of Death, you fall in love--so hard--that your soul is sucked out through your eyes and goes off with the Angel...."-------------------Thinking about that some more, I am now wondering if that is why we spend so much time falling in and out of love. We're practicing for our True Love, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113207034828785400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113207034828785400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207034828785400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207034828785400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/from-neil-gaiman-on-to-best-of-our.html' title='from Neil Gaiman on To the Best of our Knowledge...'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113207028794929051</id><published>2005-11-15T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T07:58:07.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The other side of splat</title><summary type='text'>I remember a college professor talking about intelligence and learning styles. He had a chart he scribbled with chalk up on the board. Some people, the more intelligent among us, sit down and consider the possibilities, weighing out their options and thinking about the consequences of their actions. They make decisions based upon what would be good for themselves and helpful to others.  The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113207028794929051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113207028794929051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207028794929051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113207028794929051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/other-side-of-splat.html' title='The other side of splat'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113289937780205377</id><published>2005-11-14T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T22:16:17.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About the name</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/feeds/113289937780205377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18995486&amp;postID=113289937780205377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113289937780205377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18995486/posts/default/113289937780205377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crsah-tset-dmumy.blogspot.com/2005/11/about-name.html' title='About the name'/><author><name>Zagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18995486.post-113298064062552242</id><published>2005-10-25T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T20:50:40.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You biggest fear</title><summary type='text'>Here's a little story I've been trying to retrieve from my way-back machine.  I've forgotten the source so I cannot give credit. Please feel free to let me know where it originally came from or any corrections.  I've written it just as I remember it.  A spiritual master climbed up into the mountains to practice meditation.  After a day of climbing, he found a large cave protected by the wind.  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We have a cat so I thought I would just check and make sure she was inside and not locked out of the cat door. I hobbled to the back door (I'm still recovering from that ankle surgery) and found the cat door had not been closed. 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