<?xml version='1.0' encoding='windows-1252'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900</id><updated>2008-08-24T17:08:44.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cat's weblog</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/catsblogger.html'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='www.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>573</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-4543710602112948721</id><published>2008-08-24T17:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T17:08:44.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>not too redneck to vote for Obama, ask Mr. Sharley</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:The DeadReading:short form webularWeather:freakin hot, 86 on the porch
</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/08/not-too-redneck-to-vote-for-obama-ask.html' title='not too redneck to vote for Obama, ask Mr. Sharley'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=4543710602112948721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/4543710602112948721'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/4543710602112948721'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-4194693813432031344</id><published>2008-08-22T09:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:02:40.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet, sweet friday, at last</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:Bad Sneakers, Steely DanReading:not a giant pile of proposalsWeather:still outstanding, the best August in memorySilver is not a color.  It's actually a bunch of colors.
Bad sneakers and a pina colada, my friend.  They just don't write'em like that anymore, do they?  Skunk Baxter just rips that solo, and then you hear that delicious silky dark back up vocal from Michael McDonald </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/08/sweet-sweet-friday-at-last.html' title='sweet, sweet friday, at last'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=4194693813432031344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/4194693813432031344'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/4194693813432031344'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-4580202912363510140</id><published>2008-08-13T07:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T07:51:21.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>need. . .a. . .break. . .</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:Breathe, Pink FloydReading:it's a secretWeather:60, gorgeousThough it's been wildly cool and comfortable this August (down in the 40's at night more than once!), I'm feeling a bit stifled.  Time for me to get a grip on my time management, I'm rather overwhelmed and it sucks.  I need to remind myself I have the power to solve these millions of problems, I just need to take a breath </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/08/need-break.html' title='need. . .a. . .break. . .'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=4580202912363510140' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/4580202912363510140'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/4580202912363510140'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-3988759646729592027</id><published>2008-08-07T09:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T09:53:45.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking the lovely morning off</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:You Can't Fail Me Now, Joe HenryReading:short form web stuffWeather:73, pretty, still humidLiv has to close at work tonight, so I'm letting her sleep in as I take the morning off from work.  Nice day for it, too.  I have virtually no motivation to clean my house after work at night, so a nice sunny morning at home is motivating me to do a little scrubbing.  A little, mind you, I'm a </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/08/taking-lovely-morning-off.html' title='Taking the lovely morning off'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=3988759646729592027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/3988759646729592027'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/3988759646729592027'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-7362759837324437850</id><published>2008-08-06T07:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T08:22:21.571-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bloggery</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:Starlight, ELO, in my headReading:recommendations?Weather:71, gray, foggyYesterday while googling for some info on Magistrate Court stuff in WV I happened upon a young WV lawyer's blog.  I'm not going to tell you who it is or give you the URL because I don't want to help this guy get in any more trouble that he's getting himself into.
He's apparently doing some criminal defense and </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/08/bloggery.html' title='bloggery'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=7362759837324437850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/7362759837324437850'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/7362759837324437850'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-3275915878656482871</id><published>2008-08-03T18:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:47:02.637-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"close enough" is actually not close enough</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:Got A Feelin 21 Is Gonna Be A Good Year, The WhoReading:web essaysWeather:dazzling, 75A bit of a rant on my mind today.  I'm pretty burned out on dealing with various bits of information given to me by people who don't seem to give a shit about accuracy.  I'm not a Type A by any means, I like to chillax as much as the next guy, more than many, actually.  But when I ask you a question</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/08/close-enough-is-actually-not-close.html' title='&quot;close enough&quot; is actually not close enough'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=3275915878656482871' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/3275915878656482871'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/3275915878656482871'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-3316735722568864463</id><published>2008-08-01T12:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:29:51.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=3316735722568864463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/3316735722568864463'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/3316735722568864463'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-6112026363692962038</id><published>2008-07-31T20:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T21:02:29.775-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Redd Foxx and the Beatles</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:TVReading:suggestions?Weather:74, stickyLar's corn rows are lookin good. Food, not fashion. I helped him run some rope around and between the rows of corn growing in his garden to help prevent the stalks from getting knocked over by summer storms. And we smashed plenty of Japanese beetles along the way. Hey, Lar, have you ever considered the irony of how much you love the Beatles, </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/07/redd-foxx-and-beatles.html' title='Redd Foxx and the Beatles'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=6112026363692962038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/6112026363692962038'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/6112026363692962038'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-8444557741908743708</id><published>2008-07-17T08:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:36:13.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surely Gmail must be kidding</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:birds singingReading:o's dWeather:65, gorgeousI have zillions of email addresses, but they all feed into the same place so I just POP3 one account to get it all.  I've had a gmail account a long time, got it back when they required an invitation, but I don't generally give it out.  I keep it as a kind of free web storage for some files, and also of course it's my ID for all the </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/07/surely-gmail-must-be-kidding.html' title='Surely Gmail must be kidding'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=8444557741908743708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/8444557741908743708'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/8444557741908743708'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-1992836823507138823</id><published>2008-07-13T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T20:30:51.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baked steak and berries and bear, oh my!</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:tranny wivesReading:o's d, i'm slowWeather:75, sticky, overcastIt was baked steak day at Haymond Community Center today.  Last month they were shorthanded, so we went early to help out today.  It was pretty cool. We ate for free (that "steak" was a little gristley, but the mashed potatoes and green beans were delicious as always), in exchange for bussing tables. Easy breezy cheesy </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/07/baked-steak-and-berries-and-bear-oh-my.html' title='Baked steak and berries and bear, oh my!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=1992836823507138823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/1992836823507138823'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/1992836823507138823'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-8042060550256878202</id><published>2008-07-06T17:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T13:23:31.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>can ya still call it foraging when you're 15 feet from your porch?</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:just guessReading:o's d, stillWeather:75, sunnyI've got a bumper crop of black raspberries this year, much of which is either frozen in bags or freezing on a metal toaster oven tray as we blogspeak.  Most years I've been inundated with the pesky blackberry out here.  But not this year.  A heady combo of wet spring, me not filling the bird feeders so diligently in March and April, two</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/07/can-ya-still-call-it-foraging-when.html' title='can ya still call it foraging when you&apos;re 15 feet from your porch?'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=8042060550256878202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/8042060550256878202'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/8042060550256878202'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-6907219657145115598</id><published>2008-07-06T10:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T09:51:49.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Major Labels!!!</title><summary type='text'>
This album, titled Aquavia, has some real gems on it.  My personal faves are Velveteen Queen, a rich vocal power pop ballad, and Hummingbird, a sweet homage to Paul McCartney's song of a freakin lifetime Blackbird.
Blame me if you're walking around singing this stuff all day today.  Go ahead/</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/07/major-labels.html' title='The Major Labels!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=6907219657145115598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/6907219657145115598'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/6907219657145115598'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-1103458625195792692</id><published>2008-07-03T10:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T10:27:17.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP George Carlin</title><summary type='text'>How could I have let George's death come and go without a blognod?  For shame.  
Good comedy is always about the deepest truth, for me, and George dug down past where most other fear to tread.  Or just can't navigate.  Anyway, Kevin Smith introduced me to another side of the amazing talent of George Carlin in his movie Jersey Girl.  Jersey Girl is a wonderful movie, I don't care what y'all say </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/07/rip-george-carlin.html' title='RIP George Carlin'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=1103458625195792692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/1103458625195792692'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/1103458625195792692'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-518897612002340088</id><published>2008-07-03T07:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T07:56:44.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome pop music is still getting produced!</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:The Major LabelsReading:Omnivore's DilemmaWeather:killer, 65I totally love Bleu and Mike Viola.  And they are collaborating in a band called The Major Labels and have a new record out!  Yeah, I know, "record" is not what most people call it, but if you say it like "rekid" it sounds cool.  So these cats' new rekid is the bomb diggity.  I just love the shiny pop sound, and the great </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/07/awesome-pop-music-is-still-getting.html' title='Awesome pop music is still getting produced!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=518897612002340088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/518897612002340088'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/518897612002340088'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-4060739457839662512</id><published>2008-06-22T12:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T13:35:21.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'>solstice in Alaska, Terry Gross blows it on Mike Myers, screw iTunes buy DRM-free mp3s on Amazon</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:Lines On My Face, Frampton, Live in DetroitReading:Omnivore's DilemmaWeather:78, smashingI'm searching for sheet music for various Led Zep, Beatles, Nirvana, etc. by the generically-named String Quartet on Vitamin Records.  They do these tribute albums to various classic rock bands, and I've been listening to several of their individual tunes on YouTube, but can't seem to locate the </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/06/solstice-in-alaska-terry-gross-blows-it.html' title='solstice in Alaska, Terry Gross blows it on Mike Myers, screw iTunes buy DRM-free mp3s on Amazon'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=4060739457839662512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/4060739457839662512'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/4060739457839662512'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-4136785801121866643</id><published>2008-06-08T07:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T09:27:54.318-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1952 Vincent Black Lightning</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:52 Vincent, versions by Del McCoury, Richard Thompson, othersReading:Omnivore's DilemmaWeather:already 75, not even 8am yetWhat a precipitous change in the weather.  A very cool spring with alternating rain and low humidity, nights in the 40's, and then bam it's 90 and muggy and not much below 70 at night.  No a/c at my casa, except for the one window unit I put in my bedroom window </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/06/1952-vincent-black-lightning.html' title='1952 Vincent Black Lightning'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=4136785801121866643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/4136785801121866643'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/4136785801121866643'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-4893845199326007732</id><published>2008-06-06T16:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:26:01.751-04:00</updated><title type='text'>free movies at the Warner this summer!</title><summary type='text'>Sweet.  The old deco theatre www.thewarnertheatre.com (site is down at the time of this post) on High Street in Motown is showing family movies at free showings on Sunday afternoons and Monday evening this summer.  The flyer I got didn't list the actual time of the free showings, but apparently you just show up and get in fo free, can I get a hell yeah?  Here's the sched:
• June 8-9: Antz  PG
• </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/06/free-movies-at-warner-this-summer.html' title='free movies at the Warner this summer!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=4893845199326007732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/4893845199326007732'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/4893845199326007732'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-466061354291231904</id><published>2008-05-27T09:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T09:16:21.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>we are monkeys with money and guns</title><summary type='text'>Overheard on Clickable Culture, Tom Waits tells it like it is:

Q: What’s wrong with the world?
A: We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness. Leona Helmsley’s dog made 12 million last year… and Dean McLaine, a farmer in Ohio made $30,000. It’s just a gigantic version of the madness </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/05/we-are-monkeys-with-money-and-guns.html' title='we are monkeys with money and guns'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=466061354291231904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/466061354291231904'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/466061354291231904'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-500149068487346886</id><published>2008-05-26T09:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T09:40:48.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>delfest!  wear the fox hat!</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:Nashville Cats, Del McCoury, in my headReading:Omnivore's DilemmaWeather:freakin stellar, 60, sunny, high pressureI'm working on a Top 10 List for why the Delfest was the best freakin festival ever.  Tons o'pix, vids, and overheard at the delfests coming up.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/05/delfest-wear-fox-hat.html' title='delfest!  wear the fox hat!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=500149068487346886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/500149068487346886'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/500149068487346886'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-984227549055289099</id><published>2008-05-16T08:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T09:33:17.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>live from Waverly</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:dogs whineReading:newspapersWeather:rainy, cool, LondonyI'm chillin on the couch with Connie's laptop.  I am presenting a workshop today on medical advance directives at the senior center in St Marys, so I came down last night and crashed with my friends Connie and Stacy in Waverly.  
St Marys and Waverly are little river towns along Rt 2.  Connie and Stacy's righteous old house is </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/05/live-from-waverly.html' title='live from Waverly'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=984227549055289099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/984227549055289099'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/984227549055289099'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-5039471312007652997</id><published>2008-05-07T12:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T12:11:38.224-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm voting for Professor Bob</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/05/im-voting-for-professor-bob.html' title='I&apos;m voting for Professor Bob'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=5039471312007652997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/5039471312007652997'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/5039471312007652997'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-5531777957149540103</id><published>2008-04-26T07:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:45:55.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the horses are back</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:Falling or Flying, Grace PotterReading:haven't decided yetWeather:52, gorgeousI guess the meadow greened up enough for the horses to come back to graze.  I noticed them at the top of the hill as I drove across the bridge on the way to my driveway yesterday after work.  The evidence of spring is everywhere now, the intoxicating smell of lilacs and whatnot even made it up to my 5th </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/04/horses-are-back.html' title='the horses are back'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=5531777957149540103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/5531777957149540103'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/5531777957149540103'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-991934536586031621</id><published>2008-04-24T15:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T15:34:53.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dig this</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/04/dig-this.html' title='dig this'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=991934536586031621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/991934536586031621'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/991934536586031621'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-5691678078972901384</id><published>2008-04-24T05:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T06:32:39.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>glad I got a second opinion</title><summary type='text'>Listening to:that old Wings Ole jingleReading:finished Into The WildWeather:55, lovelyI had an intermittent wicked bellyache from last Wednesday through Sunday night. I couldn't sleep for shit Sat or Sun night, so I headed to an urgent care clinic Mon morning for some diagnosis &amp; relief. Dang them. they didnt open till 9a. so I headed to the ER at Ruby. 
Thus began the Odyssey.  long story short </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/04/glad-i-got-second-opinion.html' title='glad I got a second opinion'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=5691678078972901384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/5691678078972901384'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/5691678078972901384'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819900.post-8706411474531476042</id><published>2008-04-11T08:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T08:42:17.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>alan cheers the 'eers in the big dance</title><summary type='text'>     alan cheers the 'eers in the big dance    Originally uploaded by justpeace </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justpeace.net/2008/04/alan-cheers-in-big-dance.html' title='alan cheers the &amp;#39;eers in the big dance'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1819900&amp;postID=8706411474531476042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feedswww.justpeace.net/atomfeed.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/8706411474531476042'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1819900/posts/default/8706411474531476042'/><author><name>cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06287798102000826109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry></feed>