<?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-5784480</id><updated>2012-01-16T21:06:19.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>177</title><subtitle type='html'>observations, musings and discoveries from 177 ......... [177@unsogno.net]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eric</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>209</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5784480.post-7066792033016147466</id><published>2010-12-05T19:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T19:18:45.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Amii ... I should be watching football right? But instead I'm looking at disco videos. I love this one ... Knock on Wood Amii Stewart.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/7066792033016147466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2010/12/amii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/7066792033016147466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/7066792033016147466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2010/12/amii.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-1798516168780532763</id><published>2010-06-28T06:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T06:11:16.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cyndi, Cyndi, Cyndi ... Time for some Cyndi. Yep.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/1798516168780532763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2010/06/cyndi-cyndi-cyndi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/1798516168780532763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/1798516168780532763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2010/06/cyndi-cyndi-cyndi.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-5117943855901216646</id><published>2010-06-06T21:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:02:37.867-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Corpus Christi and Praise God I'm Satisfied ... Corpus Christi, feast of the Eucharist in which the Sacrament of the Body of the Lord is solemnly carried in procession, is being celebrated today. Makes me want to dance and sing 'Praise God I'm Satisfied' along with Blind Willie Johnson. You can sing along too. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/5117943855901216646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2010/06/corpus-christi-and-praise-god-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/5117943855901216646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/5117943855901216646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2010/06/corpus-christi-and-praise-god-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-171117691474349852</id><published>2010-03-19T10:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T10:26:11.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey ... 177 has moved ... but you should only notice it if you are a feed subscriber. For feed subscribers, please update your feed subscriptions tohttp://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default.This blog is now located at http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/. If you are not already there you will be automatically redirected in 30 seconds, or you may click here.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/171117691474349852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-blog-has-moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/171117691474349852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/171117691474349852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-blog-has-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-961351142053345799</id><published>2010-03-10T15:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T15:52:16.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gay Gay Hollywood ... ... could be a break out song and video for singer/performer Carl Simmons. Yes? For more Carl see Stereo Sanctity piece and get a copy of Honeysuckle Tendrals from Sacred Bones. BTW ... I think he's wearing my shirt and maybe I want it back.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/961351142053345799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2010/03/gay-gay-hollywood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/961351142053345799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/961351142053345799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2010/03/gay-gay-hollywood.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-5098800557453177333</id><published>2010-03-05T08:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T08:28:31.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What do I have to say ... ... sometimes you just find the most amazing things simply by accident ... Che t’aggia dì, che t’aggia fà.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/5098800557453177333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-do-i-have-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/5098800557453177333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/5098800557453177333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-do-i-have-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-6004888393882700059</id><published>2010-01-01T10:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:00:26.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>J'attendrai ... ... by Rina Ketty. Almost too good ... et presque trop triste.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/6004888393882700059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2010/01/jattendrai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/6004888393882700059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/6004888393882700059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2010/01/jattendrai.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-9170053652308664894</id><published>2009-12-19T09:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T09:43:58.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Waiting ... I really like Christmas ... ... and oh yes, definitely Tim Michin's hair.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/9170053652308664894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2009/12/waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/9170053652308664894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/9170053652308664894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2009/12/waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-6592726054800687258</id><published>2008-11-26T16:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:13:50.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meditation ... ... mmmmmmmm. Oh yes. I do feel better already.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/6592726054800687258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/11/meditation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/6592726054800687258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/6592726054800687258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/11/meditation.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-7080019870840980345</id><published>2008-11-13T12:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:05:58.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Timeless ... Melanie sings "Brand New Key" and you should listen. Visit this Ambassador of Peace  soon ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/7080019870840980345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/11/timeless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/7080019870840980345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/7080019870840980345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/11/timeless.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-1381958544387641247</id><published>2008-09-27T09:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T09:36:24.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Got Goat?: Joe and a goat named Ali Baba he met in church are hiking the Appalachian Trail ... or they were until the National Park Service said they’d have to hike someplace else. Goats are considered pack animals and pack animals are not allowed on the Appalachian Trail. Read more ...</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.nhpr.org/node/17818' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/1381958544387641247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/09/got-goat-joe-and-goat-named-ali-baba-he.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/1381958544387641247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/1381958544387641247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/09/got-goat-joe-and-goat-named-ali-baba-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-3916471706421857327</id><published>2008-09-25T22:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T07:48:03.797-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG ..... this is frightening. After listening to Sarah Palin "explain" her foreign policy experience to Katie Couric how can anyone seriously think this person should or could be vice-president?COURIC: You've cited Alaska's proximity to Russia as part of your foreign policy experience. What did you mean by that?PALIN: That Alaska has a very narrow maritime border between a foreign country, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/3916471706421857327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/09/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/3916471706421857327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/3916471706421857327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/09/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-7315051906255439211</id><published>2008-09-20T18:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T18:38:35.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just what I needed ...... "Wagon Wheel" by Old Crow Medicine Show. Rock me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/7315051906255439211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-what-i-needed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/7315051906255439211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/7315051906255439211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-what-i-needed.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-5571843520417325472</id><published>2008-09-17T23:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:11:31.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sinatra, cigarette and Antonio Carlos Jobim ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/5571843520417325472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/09/sinatra-cigarette-and-antonio-carlos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/5571843520417325472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/5571843520417325472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/09/sinatra-cigarette-and-antonio-carlos.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-153714999063098301</id><published>2008-09-12T09:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T09:28:34.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Twist ...... wit Chubby Checker and the Fat Boys.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/153714999063098301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/09/twist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/153714999063098301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/153714999063098301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/09/twist.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-9077069963938230466</id><published>2008-08-26T06:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T07:04:13.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing Changes ... John Tams and Barry Cooper sing Ewan MacColl's "Manchester Rambler" written shortly after the mass trespass of Kinder Scout. Learn more ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/9077069963938230466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/08/nothing-changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/9077069963938230466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/9077069963938230466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/08/nothing-changes.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-8820582349337196098</id><published>2008-07-03T15:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T15:41:25.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>St. Teresa d'Avila's 'Nada te Turbe'Nada te turbeNada te espanteQuien a Dios tiene nada le faltaSolo Dios bastaTodo se pasaDios no se mudaLa paciencia todo lo alcanzaLet nothing disturb you,nothing afright you.Whom God possessesin nothing is wanting.Alone God suffices.All things are passing.God never ceases.Patient endurance attains all things.Sung by Mina Mazzini ... hmmm ... listen to something</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/8820582349337196098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/07/st.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/8820582349337196098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/8820582349337196098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/07/st.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-3164184555616386592</id><published>2008-05-12T20:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T20:04:11.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just When You Thought ... ... you had seen everything here's some of the homegrown technology from Maker Faire ... ACME Mufineering's motorized cupcakes ... a giant, fixed-gear, two-person cycle called Unwheeldy ... and the Whirlygig Emoto ... whatever that might actually be. Learn more ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/3164184555616386592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-when-you-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/3164184555616386592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/3164184555616386592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-when-you-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-200520620872354929</id><published>2008-05-06T19:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T19:20:38.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Frozen Grand CentralOn a cold Saturday in New York City, the world’s largest train station came to a sudden halt. Over 200 Improv Everywhere Agents froze in place at the exact same second for five minutes in the Main Concourse of Grand Central Station. Over 500,000 people rush through Grand Central every day, but today, things slowed down just a bit as commuters and tourists alike stopped to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/200520620872354929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/05/frozen-grand-central-on-cold-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/200520620872354929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/200520620872354929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/05/frozen-grand-central-on-cold-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-3844494386037981058</id><published>2008-04-12T12:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T13:08:33.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SMS Daily Office Readings: Yes it is true ... you can get the bible text references for Daily Office Readings from your phone any time and any where by simply texting the word "readings" to 41411. A sample response with the verse numbers of the morning psalms, evening psalms, old testament, new testament and gospel readings is shown in the illustration to the left. Hmmmmm ... you're away from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/3844494386037981058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/04/sms-daily-office-readings-yes-it-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/3844494386037981058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/3844494386037981058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/04/sms-daily-office-readings-yes-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-281060449901029098</id><published>2008-02-29T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T08:35:18.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bobby Darin "If I Were A Carpenter" Live 1973</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/281060449901029098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/02/bobby-darin-if-i-were-carpenter-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/281060449901029098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/281060449901029098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/02/bobby-darin-if-i-were-carpenter-live.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-7965596190539260871</id><published>2008-02-28T08:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T08:24:10.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mel Torme ... April Showers ... Great Video</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/7965596190539260871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/02/mel-torme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/7965596190539260871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/7965596190539260871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/02/mel-torme.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-6435913327973303892</id><published>2008-02-24T12:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:19:30.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Search Selected Improved: I was bored this morning and decided to tune the Search Selected @ feature in the menu at right so it will work with Firefox as well as IE ... and now it does work fine in Firefox but only works in IE if you refresh the page ... argh ... I should just stick with Sudoku if I want to be frustrated ... and I'm thinking I should just stick with Firefox.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/6435913327973303892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/02/search-selected-improved-i-was-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/6435913327973303892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/6435913327973303892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2008/02/search-selected-improved-i-was-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-588861181853757663</id><published>2007-09-13T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T07:41:10.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FYI: The Rosary Prayer Aid that has been available for the last three years from a link in the menu on the right has just recently been upgraded to include a Flash version that can be used online or downloaded for offline use.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/588861181853757663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/09/fyi-rosary-prayer-aid-that-has-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/588861181853757663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/588861181853757663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/09/fyi-rosary-prayer-aid-that-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-7129888103413592893</id><published>2007-09-09T20:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:04:14.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Proper 18 Sunday September 9 Readings: Deuteronomy 30:15-20 ; Philemon 1-20 ; Luke 14:25-33 ; Psalm 1 Your turn ... seriously ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/7129888103413592893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/09/proper-18-sunday-september-9-readings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/7129888103413592893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/7129888103413592893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/09/proper-18-sunday-september-9-readings.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-6080720789516156503</id><published>2007-09-02T17:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T18:27:37.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Proper 17 Sunday September 2 Readings: Ecclesiasticus 10:(7-11)12-18 ; Hebrews 13:1-8 ; Luke 14:1,7-14 ; Psalm 112" Let mutual love continue. "  Hebrews 13:1Is there any reason to say anything more? If we truly focused on and followed this advice which so succinctly summarizes what we read as the greatest commandments in Matthew 22:37-40 , Mark 12:29-31 and Luke 10:27 ... would we really need to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/6080720789516156503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/09/proper-17-sunday-september-2-readings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/6080720789516156503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/6080720789516156503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/09/proper-17-sunday-september-2-readings.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-696692486338782603</id><published>2007-08-26T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T18:32:51.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Proper 16 Sunday August 26 Readings: Isaiah 28:14-22 ; Hebrews 12:18-19,22-29 ; Luke 13:22-30 ; Psalm 46" ... for indeed our God is a consuming fire. "  Hebrews 12:29Yikes ... more strong words ...especially if you or I are one of the "scoffers" mentioned in Isaiah who "have made lies our refuge" who will be "beaten down" by "the overwhelming scourge". Doesn't sound fun ... nope ... not at all. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/696692486338782603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/08/proper-16-sunday-august-26-readings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/696692486338782603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/696692486338782603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/08/proper-16-sunday-august-26-readings.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-7083680812976910936</id><published>2007-08-19T20:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T21:26:36.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Proper 15 Sunday August 19 Readings: Jeremiah 23:23-29 ; Hebrews 12:1-7(8-10)11-14 ; Luke 12:49-56 ; Psalm 82"Jesus said, 'I came to bring fire to the earth, and how I wish it were already kindled!'"  Luke 12:49Ok now ... there's certainly somewhat of a different tone in the readings this week ... not so very comforting at first, or even second, glance ... not at all.  "Judgements", "divisions", </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/7083680812976910936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/08/proper-15-sunday-august-19-readings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/7083680812976910936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/7083680812976910936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/08/proper-15-sunday-august-19-readings.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-5725742646435992062</id><published>2007-08-12T19:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T19:29:55.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Proper 14 Sunday August 12 Readings: Genesis 15:1-6 ; Hebrews 11:1-3(4-7)8-16 ; Luke 12:32-40 ; Psalm 33 or 33:12-15, 18-22"Do not be afraid, little flock, for it is your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom."  Luke 12:32I will be able to sleep much better tonight after having read and reread this Sunday's bible passages ... these words from Luke as well as the other readings are most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/5725742646435992062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/08/proper-14-sunday-august-12-readings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/5725742646435992062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/5725742646435992062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/08/proper-14-sunday-august-12-readings.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-2793310623830917956</id><published>2007-08-05T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T21:22:25.401-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Proper 13 Sunday August 5 Readings: Ecclesiastes 1:12-14;2:(1-7,11)18-23; Colossians 3:(5-11)12-17; Luke 12:13-21; Psalm 49 or 49:1-11"And he said to them, 'Take care! Be on your guard against all kinds of greed; for one's life does not consist in the abundance of possessions.' "  Luke 12:15You've heard this, right? Do you believe it? Are you ever on guard against greed? Sure, sometimes ... and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/2793310623830917956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/08/proper-13-sunday-august-5-readings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/2793310623830917956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/2793310623830917956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/08/proper-13-sunday-august-5-readings.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-1110086309332125482</id><published>2007-07-29T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T15:45:01.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Proper 12 Sunday July 29 Readings: Genesis 18:20-33; Colossians 2:6-15; Luke 11:1-13; Psalm 138Abraham answered, "Let me take it upon myself to speak to the Lord, I who am but dust and ashes. Suppose five of the fifty righteous are lacking? Will you destroy the whole city for lack of five?"   Genesis 18:27-28 "For everyone who asks receives, and everyone who searches finds, and for everyone who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/1110086309332125482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/07/proper-12-sunday-july-29-readings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/1110086309332125482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/1110086309332125482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/07/proper-12-sunday-july-29-readings.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-4717475495382878564</id><published>2007-07-22T09:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T11:59:50.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Proper 11 Sunday July 22 Readings: Genesis 18:1-10a (10b-14); Colossians 1:21-29; Luke 10:38-42; Psalm 15 "... there is need of only one thing. Mary has chosen the better part, which will not be taken away from her."  Luke 10:42 This short reading from the Gospel according to Luke addresses so many things ... simplicity, discipleship, attentiveness, and even cooking ... but the bottom line is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/4717475495382878564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/07/proper-11-sunday-july-22-readings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/4717475495382878564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/4717475495382878564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/07/proper-11-sunday-july-22-readings.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-7286493428380604106</id><published>2007-07-15T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T10:12:24.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Proper 10 Sunday July 15 Readings: Deuteronomy 30:9-14; Psalm 25; Colossians 1:1-14; Luke 10:25-37 "You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength, and with all your mind; and your neighbor as yourself."  Luke 10:27 Well here it is for all of us in one simple sentence ... a lawyer seeking eternal life is challenged by Jesus  as to "what is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/7286493428380604106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/07/proper-10-sunday-july-15-readings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/7286493428380604106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/7286493428380604106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/07/proper-10-sunday-july-15-readings.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-2432335396534472516</id><published>2007-07-08T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T09:38:28.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Proper 9 Sunday July 8 Readings: Isaiah 66:10-16 ; Galatians 6:(1-10)14-18 ; Luke 10:1-12,16-20; Psalm 66 or 66:1-8After this the Lord appointed seventy others and sent them on ahead of him in pairs to every town and place where he himself intended to go. Luke 10:1 I’m thinking it couldn’t have been so very easy to find the seventy who were sent out to cure the sick and proclaim the Kingdom of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/2432335396534472516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/07/proper-9-sunday-july-8-readings-isaiah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/2432335396534472516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/2432335396534472516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2007/07/proper-9-sunday-july-8-readings-isaiah.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-114945687939664104</id><published>2006-06-04T17:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T17:34:39.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Frozen in your Chinese garden ... Mr Mrs Akhenaton ... from Honeysuckle Tendrals by Carl Simmons is now available as MP3 for you to download and toss onto your iPod. Don't tell Carl I put this here ... or that I'm going to be posting more songs from HT over the next few weeks. And don't tell the Farrelly Brothers or they'll be bothering Carl to use his stuff in an upcoming film.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/114945687939664104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2006/06/frozen-in-your-chinese-garden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/114945687939664104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/114945687939664104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2006/06/frozen-in-your-chinese-garden.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-114183361068758524</id><published>2006-03-08T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T11:01:26.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Webfoot Flysweeper or what? Yes .. yes ... Iran is threatening 'harm and pain' while North Korea is 'accidently' test fire missiles and at the same time a DARPA Navy team is working up some cyborg sharks to help cure cancer(?) but Evan's biggest headache was the fact that the highly touted Webroot Spy Sweeper package he just bought seems to think that the Perfect Clarity Audio extension </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/114183361068758524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2006/03/webfoot-flysweeper-or-what-yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/114183361068758524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/114183361068758524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2006/03/webfoot-flysweeper-or-what-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-113898252467145656</id><published>2006-02-03T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T16:13:14.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nano nano ... Sinatra, Fall Out Boy, Mark Twain, Max McLean ... a hint of Mina ... my head is in a silence that's insanely powerful ...  anytime or anyplace ... look out man 'cause I'm using technology  ... got no time to make no apology ... or write in this blog ... I'm sure iGgy would understand.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/113898252467145656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2006/02/nano-nano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/113898252467145656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/113898252467145656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2006/02/nano-nano.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-113820591609876432</id><published>2006-01-25T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T11:18:36.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Encyclical Letter Deus caritas est: "God is love, and he who abides in love abides in God, and God abides in him" (1 John 4:16). Pope Benedict XVI has released his first encyclical, Deus Caritas Est (God is Love), an exploration into Christianity's central message that invites all Christians to realize that the church's work of caring and charity is as much a part of its mission as celebrating </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/113820591609876432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2006/01/encyclical-letter-deus-caritas-est-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/113820591609876432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/113820591609876432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2006/01/encyclical-letter-deus-caritas-est-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-113805809367735625</id><published>2006-01-23T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T18:14:53.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Speaking of Beatle tribute bands ... here's one with an interesting twist ... George Harrison's sister Louise is the manager of the Liverpool Legends and it sounds like this show in a high school auditorium in Taunton MA was fun.  Read more ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/113805809367735625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2006/01/speaking-of-beatle-tribute-bands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/113805809367735625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/113805809367735625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2006/01/speaking-of-beatle-tribute-bands.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-113802472431910963</id><published>2006-01-23T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T09:05:58.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tribute Bands and Impersonators? Who's dreaming who? Why did I wake up this morning thinking about this? It's been a very long time since I saw my last Beatle's tribute band ... somewhere in DC about 8 years ago ... and I'm not really thinking I need to see another anytime soon. For no sane reason I did a quick look-up on web site and news hits related to tribute bands and impersonators. Some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/113802472431910963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2006/01/tribute-bands-and-impersonators-whos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/113802472431910963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/113802472431910963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2006/01/tribute-bands-and-impersonators-whos.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-113672450561174125</id><published>2006-01-08T07:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T07:48:25.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What would Nancy Drew? After a year of living Episcopalian, Evan has decided to buy a fish tank and start collecting Nancy Drew. Mina, in the mean time, is immersed in 1001 variations of Mahjong, Sidoku and Grand Theft Auto.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/113672450561174125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-would-nancy-drew-after-year-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/113672450561174125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/113672450561174125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-would-nancy-drew-after-year-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-112981777598926727</id><published>2005-10-20T10:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T14:13:55.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sidekick II Release 2.3 update just arrived. Good stuff ... browsing greatly improved by supporting javascript ... live links in all apps ... expanded AIM. Read more ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/112981777598926727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/10/sidekick-ii-release-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/112981777598926727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/112981777598926727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/10/sidekick-ii-release-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-112868756467265271</id><published>2005-10-07T08:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T08:21:38.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Stones must die ... Stones must die". That was the chant as we, the Beatles, put down unfinished Egg McMuffins, copies of Facefull that were always strew on the floor of our Pete Best's Lexus LX470, and medium regular hots from Dunkin Donuts sweetened with Jack, gathered our gear and broke from the parking lot into the course. It was our third annual battle ... Beatles versus the Rolling Stones </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/112868756467265271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/10/stones-must-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/112868756467265271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/112868756467265271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/10/stones-must-die.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-112859723700682555</id><published>2005-10-06T07:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T07:13:57.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"One minute Jonathan Reed was hiking with his golden retriever in a forest in Seattle. The next, his pet was being torn apart by a 'gray' -- an alien being with an elongated head, smelling of rotting fruit." No, seriously ... why am I wasting my time wandering around Sachuest Point where the most exciting thing I've seen lately was two German tourists studying a dead mole rat when I could be in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/112859723700682555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-minute-jonathan-reed-was-hiking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/112859723700682555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/112859723700682555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-minute-jonathan-reed-was-hiking.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-112566965927184582</id><published>2005-09-02T09:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T10:00:59.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hurricane Katrina has revealed a national disgrace ... yes, it has ... you know it as well as I do ... and, no, I don’t mean the looters or even the dumb gun-totting punks in the streets of New Orleans ... and I certainly don’t mean the thousands of frightened people waiting for help ... nor do I mean the many, many volunteers who are doing the best they can and who are making a difference. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/112566965927184582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/09/hurricane-katrina-has-revealed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/112566965927184582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/112566965927184582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/09/hurricane-katrina-has-revealed.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-112095572757820349</id><published>2005-07-09T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T20:35:27.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>177 Voice Access Challenge ... are you the winner?  Hmmmmm, I'm hanging out here reading about Yahoo SMS access and wondering why these people haven't picked up that we don’t need no stinking keyboards ... I want to use my voice over my phone to retrieve information and I want to do it, as the Pussycat Dolls say  "maybe this lifetime" ... and since I know there are folks out there who can program</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/112095572757820349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/07/177-voice-access-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/112095572757820349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/112095572757820349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/07/177-voice-access-challenge.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-111959650339003716</id><published>2005-06-24T03:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T03:01:43.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exactly when during this last winter or maybe even spring did watching sports on TV get to be about as exciting as watching the Powerball numbers being drawn? Apparently all I want is the results and no interest what so ever in anything else. I realized this tonight when first I shut off the 7th game after just a glimpse in the second quarter, and then second, when, after my allergies woke me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/111959650339003716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/06/exactly-when-during-this-last-winter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111959650339003716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111959650339003716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/06/exactly-when-during-this-last-winter.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-111884944172278686</id><published>2005-06-15T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T11:30:43.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sitting on the porch after the rain ... I was enjoying the nearly 20 degree drop in temperature, waiting for Mina to call, exercising my thumbs and watching the neighborhood cats prowling along the shrub that runs down to the river. She does.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/111884944172278686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/06/sitting-on-porch-after-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111884944172278686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111884944172278686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/06/sitting-on-porch-after-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-111866698602332384</id><published>2005-06-13T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T08:49:46.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Are you kidding? Hard to understand why everyone doesn't have one of these jewels. Broadband? Who cares ... this is truly neuromantic.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/111866698602332384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/06/are-you-kidding-hard-to-understand-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111866698602332384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111866698602332384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/06/are-you-kidding-hard-to-understand-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-111866624196087148</id><published>2005-06-13T08:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T08:39:17.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sidekick? ... What's that? And why would I want one?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/111866624196087148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/06/sidekick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111866624196087148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111866624196087148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/06/sidekick.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-111757018276189551</id><published>2005-05-31T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T16:15:36.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Y!Q ... huh? Ok Jeremy Zawodny and others involved ... I have to ask ... why even do this? Isn't this simply the reinvention and repackaging of the basic hyperlink into a more cumbersome to implement, space invasive, and, oh yeah, Yahoo branded format? Am I wrong about this? Why would anyone go through all this work for such limited results? If I was going to build an enhanced search feature that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/111757018276189551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/05/yq.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111757018276189551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111757018276189551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/05/yq.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-111435239525828635</id><published>2005-04-24T10:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T10:23:36.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rotwein, rotwein, so nah wie ein "Kuss" ... and just as delightful ... my pockets full of ticket stubs, restaurant receipts and iconic postcards ... Peterskirche, Osterreiche Galerie Belvedere, Beetovenhaus - Haus der Neunten, K&amp;K Demel, Stephansdom, Albertina, Spanische Hofreitschule, Puppen &amp; Spielseug Museum, Meinl, Sammlung Alter Musikinstrumente, Leopold, Hawelka, Orpheus, Michaelerkrche and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/111435239525828635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/04/rotwein-rotwein-so-nah-wie-ein-kuss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111435239525828635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111435239525828635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/04/rotwein-rotwein-so-nah-wie-ein-kuss.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-111309084164146240</id><published>2005-04-09T19:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T19:54:01.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had to do it ... even though the Book of Common Prayer can be found everywhere on the internet, there wasn’t a site that met my needs as far as providing easy to use Morning and Evening Rite II Daily Prayers ... so I’ve put one together ... it’s been in the menu below the Recent Posts and the Search Selected @ links for quite a while now and I’ve just noticed that it is actually starting to get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/111309084164146240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-had-to-do-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111309084164146240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111309084164146240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-had-to-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-111236401875471942</id><published>2005-04-01T08:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T09:00:18.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A mad green dreaming hope ... converged in the stunted brush ... spring ... the true spring ... before any new growth. Sachuest Point today is cool, severe and poised for blooming. Aren’t we all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/111236401875471942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/04/mad-green-dreaming-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111236401875471942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/111236401875471942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/04/mad-green-dreaming-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-110458909710853381</id><published>2005-01-01T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T09:22:12.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A year, more or less, of blogging dangerously is over. Everything passes, everything changes ...Mina and Evan have gone to Barstow, Texas to look at property in a gated community run by a former member of the Weathermen group.Mary died peacefully in her sleep ... her rosary draped, as it always was, around the neck of a bottle of vodka on the nightstand ... half empty, Smirnoff.Mimsy has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/110458909710853381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/01/year-more-or-less-of-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/110458909710853381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/110458909710853381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2005/01/year-more-or-less-of-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-110354917674378584</id><published>2004-12-20T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T08:28:51.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Holidays to all.  Between delivering a car to Florida in the company of Frank Sinatra and the Ancient Mariner, cold showers in Naples, Christmas shopping for Mina, learning to fake Strawberry Fields and some clarinet carol duets on the keyboard, as well as just rambling around the neighborhood looking at naked trees, I’ve not had much time for posting to 177 ... and, to be honest, I’m not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/110354917674378584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-holidays-to-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/110354917674378584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/110354917674378584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-holidays-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-110191353790664804</id><published>2004-12-01T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T13:10:32.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lost,yes ... but not on an island in the south Pacific with polar bears and hobbits ... but in  Millers Kill ... the Adirondacks ... upstate New York ... with  Reverend Clare Fergusson and police chief Russ Van Alstyne from In the Bleak Midwinter,  A Fountain Filled With Blood, and Out of the Deep I Cry by Julia Spencer-Fleming . This is what happens when Michelle Blake takes time off from her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/110191353790664804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/12/lostyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/110191353790664804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/110191353790664804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/12/lostyes.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-110035413155391053</id><published>2004-11-13T08:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T09:02:24.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A brilliant piece of Flash ... by paul hinze, artvandeley, big o, dazzled, duracel, ebr, essen, lucy, markus, maxetormer, mrbeefy, raganaga, razghul, sakamies, schuh, souly ... who are these guys? Zoomquilt is completely useless and I love it ... I can see using it for providing a tour online ... maybe ... no, I'm serious ... I've actually got a sequence of photos from the trails at Sachuest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/110035413155391053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/11/brilliant-piece-of-flash.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/110035413155391053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/110035413155391053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/11/brilliant-piece-of-flash.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-110002488607971387</id><published>2004-11-09T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T13:28:06.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok so the Master Chief is still battling the Covenant in "Halo 2" from Xbox as they now attack Earth ... there's still a need for more basic gaming entertainment such as Spider and another old favorite ... Peg Solitaire, yes? It's not like there's going to be an Xbox on your table next time you crawl into Cracker Barrel for breakfast and need to kill some time or just beat somebody at something. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/110002488607971387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/11/ok-so-master-chief-is-still-battling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/110002488607971387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/110002488607971387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/11/ok-so-master-chief-is-still-battling.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109931054438614585</id><published>2004-11-01T06:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T07:05:53.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Autumn is the new Spring ... and now we know how many hues it takes to fill the Albro Fall. Ahhhh ... look at all alone the colors ... suddenly smoke and I bent into a gleam.Albro Woods, where I took the Canon A80 yesterday, can be found ... wait ... why should I tell anyone where this tiny peaceful jewel is ... and what were those nasty black scorpion-like bugs I had to pick off my shirt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109931054438614585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/11/autumn-is-new-spring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109931054438614585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109931054438614585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/11/autumn-is-new-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109896705976838490</id><published>2004-10-28T08:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T08:43:36.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Is that all there is?" After the fun of watching the ALCS hurt put on my first pick, the pathetic P-stripes, the World Series, where my next pick, the Cards, were spanked, seemed boring ... no? And what do bored bloggers do? One thing is review their logs where today I noticed searches not only on "Mark Bellhorn", "Joe Castiglione", "Jerry Trupiano" but also on "Curt Schilling's ankle bluff", "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109896705976838490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/10/is-that-all-there-is-after-fun-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109896705976838490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109896705976838490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/10/is-that-all-there-is-after-fun-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109836178041909023</id><published>2004-10-21T08:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T08:29:40.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now that the Sox have won the ALCS I'm thinking I know some folks who may need to start making plans for what to do if the Series doesn't play out in accordance with their wishes. Perhaps they might want to arrange an Extreme Kidnapping for themself or a friend ... else they might want to consider Whirled History where, if you act quickly, you can either have yourself committed at the Wakerich </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109836178041909023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/10/now-that-sox-have-won-alcs-im-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109836178041909023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109836178041909023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/10/now-that-sox-have-won-alcs-im-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109826822879641299</id><published>2004-10-20T06:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T06:36:40.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Buy me some peanuts and pepper spray" ... could the MLB League Championships ... with the Sox, suddenly the Yankee's daddy, being the first team to force a game 7 after trailing three games to none, and the Astros coming from nowhere in the second half and now actually leading the best-in-baseball Cardinals ... be any more exciting than what we're seeing? No, I think not. But am I the only one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109826822879641299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/10/buy-me-some-peanuts-and-pepper-spray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109826822879641299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109826822879641299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/10/buy-me-some-peanuts-and-pepper-spray.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109749644004953501</id><published>2004-10-11T07:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T08:07:20.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Google SMS is da’ buggy whip ... oh yeah ... I’m talking the reappearance of a tool, or is it a toy, from another age. Sure, Google's latest is, just like a buggy whip, simple enough to use. Just enter your query as a text message on your phone ... try "define buggy whip" ... and send the message (in the US only) to 46645 (GOOGL on most phones). Google notes on their SMS page that you can get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109749644004953501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/10/google-sms-is-da-buggy-whip.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109749644004953501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109749644004953501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/10/google-sms-is-da-buggy-whip.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109724601127659506</id><published>2004-10-08T10:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T10:33:31.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jonny’s Burger Joint underneath Giovanni’s at Highway 30 and Ka’anapali Parkway where the menu choices really are "cheeseburger, cheeseburger, cheeseburger", where Peter Lawford is the Rat Pack member that no one in the lunch crowd can identify, and where video Power Solitaire is a quarter per game was the place it started. Immediately upon returning home Evan stripped the Kings and Queens from a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109724601127659506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/10/jonnys-burger-joint-underneath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109724601127659506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109724601127659506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/10/jonnys-burger-joint-underneath.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109681412388127972</id><published>2004-10-03T10:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T10:39:20.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spent a twilight recently watching my brother Jay streaking around the kart track at F1 in East Bridgewater ... this is not golf ... and learned that Jay, known for driving like a fool when we’re late for a Pat’s game or anything else which is usually the case with him, is a pretty good kart racer ...he finished fourth, first, and third in the three races I saw. Got a couple of decent pictures </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109681412388127972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/10/spent-twilight-recently-watching-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109681412388127972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109681412388127972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/10/spent-twilight-recently-watching-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109605243924180222</id><published>2004-09-24T14:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T15:00:39.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mina has her "ten fine toes to wiggle in the sand" doing just that on the beach at Ka'anapali as she thinks about beach chairs, the Atlantis Submarine dive, the Black Sand Beach at Wai'anapanapa on the road to Hana, Palapala Ho'omau Church, horses and rootbeer barrels, tiger sharks, and everything else she and Evan have been about in the last week. In case you were wondering ... the polish is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109605243924180222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/09/mina-has-her-ten-fine-toes-to-wiggle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109605243924180222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109605243924180222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/09/mina-has-her-ten-fine-toes-to-wiggle.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109508325968027786</id><published>2004-09-13T09:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T09:47:39.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>With Ain’t Misbehavin’ at Trinity it's like "you never do know" during Act I if you should stay for Act II because although the folks in this review are good ... OK, really good ... there isn’t anything special going on  ... I mean special like that performance I saw by Wreckless Eric at the Paradise on Commonwealth in Boston in the 70s, or like Seinfeld at Shea's in Buffalo in 2002  ... so at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109508325968027786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/09/with-aint-misbehavin-at-trinity-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109508325968027786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109508325968027786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/09/with-aint-misbehavin-at-trinity-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109502640748388603</id><published>2004-09-12T17:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T18:00:07.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was very quiet at the Starbucks several blocks east of the University. The counter man was cleaning up where a latte had spilled during the last rush of customers. As he rinsed the sticky dishcloth he tried not to think about the two more hours 'til closing, tried hard to remember the name of the redhead with the green REI parka who had come by earlier in the evening and dropped the cryptic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109502640748388603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/09/it-was-very-quiet-at-starbucks-several.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109502640748388603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109502640748388603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/09/it-was-very-quiet-at-starbucks-several.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109485250560623913</id><published>2004-09-10T17:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T17:47:10.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Search my Yahoo mailbox? I can do this? Yes, apparently I can, because I just read today's tip from Yahoo in my mailbox asking, "Did you know? You can search your mailbox to find particular messages.", and then I noticed the "Search Mail" button to the immediate right of the "Check Mail" and "Compose" buttons at the top left of the page which is, according to a recent study from Eyetrack III that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109485250560623913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/09/search-my-yahoo-mailbox-i-can-do-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109485250560623913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109485250560623913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/09/search-my-yahoo-mailbox-i-can-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109466596163775022</id><published>2004-09-08T13:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T07:38:50.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Zorbing? Rolling downhill inside a large plastic ball? Really? This New Zealand invention featured on Amazing Race seems like something worth trying.  Why would I ever buy a Segway when I could have one of these ... oops ... I can't ... the clever Kiwi guys behind this will only franchise and lease 'em. So, when can we expect a franchise to open around here? Seems like something that might work </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109466596163775022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/09/zorbing-rolling-downhill-inside-large.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109466596163775022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109466596163775022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/09/zorbing-rolling-downhill-inside-large.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109421331373833968</id><published>2004-09-03T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T08:08:33.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The rain, that ceaseless wet that was winter along the shore of the sound here in the northwest, fell in a hissing torrent across the University yard. Allen Garrison leaned on the sill of the tall window of his cluttered room and looked out into a gray night. Gray because of his mood. Gray because of the rapidly slimming prospects for his completing the quest that had occupied most of his entire </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109421331373833968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/09/rain-that-ceaseless-wet-that-was.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109421331373833968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109421331373833968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/09/rain-that-ceaseless-wet-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109405318992730659</id><published>2004-09-01T11:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T11:39:49.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Looking into a sheer of early dappled shade on my walk at Sachuest today I am reminded of Thoreau’s last words in Walden and think ... only that flowers to which we are also open ... there is more leaf, petal and hue to come ... this bloom is but a morning glory ... and I move on.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109405318992730659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/09/looking-into-sheer-of-early-dappled.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109405318992730659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109405318992730659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/09/looking-into-sheer-of-early-dappled.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109398936807055571</id><published>2004-08-31T17:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T18:09:07.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Too good to be true? Too strange to believe? Hoax, prank or urban myth? If you need to know about "public domain Time Travel technology" as advocated by Tmxxine (quite possibly a hoax), and Snake Wine (real enough in the sense that instead of a worm in tequila you get a snake in rice wine) or if you need to know the truth about Titanic senior wireless operator, Jack Phillips, being the first to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109398936807055571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/too-good-to-be-true-too-strange-to.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109398936807055571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109398936807055571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/too-good-to-be-true-too-strange-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109398880773780264</id><published>2004-08-31T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T17:46:47.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I’ve done some slight site mechanics work with the addition of an "email this item" capability from Blogger itself which shows as that small envelope at the bottom of each post and the addition of a Search Selected @ link for 177 like this one here to the menu ... a link which unlike the other Search Selected @ links on the menu is actually a bookmarklet that can be dragged to your browser tool </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109398880773780264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/ive-done-some-slight-site-mechanics.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109398880773780264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109398880773780264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/ive-done-some-slight-site-mechanics.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109363131593035330</id><published>2004-08-27T14:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T14:32:50.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Muffled mowers and muzzled blowers ... these are ideas for which the time has come ... Snapper, John Deere and town councils everywhere need to take note ... and to take action. Evan had just missed a call from Mina because the ring of his cell that sat next to his wine on the arm of his porch chair was drowned in the roar from the nearby yard crew hardware which was as loud as that of a small </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109363131593035330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/muffled-mowers-and-muzzled-blowers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109363131593035330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109363131593035330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/muffled-mowers-and-muzzled-blowers.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109346460848686651</id><published>2004-08-25T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T11:31:47.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cyndi Lauper at the Melody Tent in Hyannis,  even sitting behind the tallest manly couple on the Cape that night who thankfully spent most of the concert slouched in their beers and not each other so the view to the stage was clear, was some fun. Mina and Evan, asking each other "who are those guys", and  wearing too many rainbow chainlink bracelets given to them by the loud boys in the back row </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109346460848686651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/cyndi-lauper-at-melody-tent-in-hyannis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109346460848686651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109346460848686651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/cyndi-lauper-at-melody-tent-in-hyannis.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109311223659906711</id><published>2004-08-21T14:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T06:16:20.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Need to know more about something you see here at 177 ? Sure you do ... especially if you somehow got here by searching on Vital Copper Therapy or maybe Paris Hilton, Ashlee Simpson, video game cheats, NFL, Lindsay Lohan, Lori Hacking and Iraq which I just lifted from Most Popular Searches at Yahoo ... and now you actually can know more by searching at Yahoo, Amazon, Ebay, and Google for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109311223659906711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/need-to-know-more-about-something-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109311223659906711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109311223659906711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/need-to-know-more-about-something-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109277696488294844</id><published>2004-08-17T16:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T17:09:24.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nice. Yahoo Business Web Hosting just got pumped up to where it should have been 2 years ago. Yahoo now provides 4GB disk space which means I can be completely undisciplined about posting pictures from the A80, 75GB data transfer per month which means you can view my pictures and the other nonsense here and at my other sites relentlessly, and, oh yeah, 2GB storage per Email account of which you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109277696488294844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/nice.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109277696488294844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109277696488294844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109269232718832311</id><published>2004-08-16T17:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T18:44:01.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>During the seafood platter meal at a small friendly pub in Sneem, served by an elderly waiter who claimed during his discussion of the choices on the menu to be an Austrian prince, April, picking a piece of prawn shell from her teeth and remembering the tattered garden she had seen as they had walked from where they had parked the car thought idly that a great name for a pub like this at a time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109269232718832311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/during-seafood-platter-meal-at-small.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109269232718832311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109269232718832311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/during-seafood-platter-meal-at-small.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109230736507572948</id><published>2004-08-12T06:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T06:42:45.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Daphne sat quietly on the wind worn veranda that spilled out around the sprawling cottage where she had spent the last few days. She sipped slowly at the hot cup of rose petal tea that Ted had carried out for her. He had been very kind while they had been alone here ... so moose. He had left her pretty much to herself except for meals which he prepared noisily, and mostly with knives, in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109230736507572948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/daphne-sat-quietly-on-wind-worn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109230736507572948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109230736507572948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/daphne-sat-quietly-on-wind-worn.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109226253388417097</id><published>2004-08-11T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T18:15:33.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mina didn’t give a fungo about how the Bozox stacked up for the wild card in any strength of schedule analysis that some sports talk show clone on WEEI or 790 The Score might be doing ... she didn’t much care one way or the other about anything baseball other than what new patterns were being cut in the fields and maybe what Rich Thompson was doing. What she did care about was gearing up for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109226253388417097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/mina-didnt-give-fungo-about-how-bozox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109226253388417097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109226253388417097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/mina-didnt-give-fungo-about-how-bozox.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109213726820583087</id><published>2004-08-10T07:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T16:21:00.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At Sachuest Point these last few days the overly eager agents and super humming crew have activated the park attack machines to do a maintenance hack of the meadows. I’m sure this is a well planned and ecologically important project but it’s noisy and ugly ... though the same could be said for the many joggers that have been crowding the trails recently. Saw a first Monarch the last week of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109213726820583087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/at-sachuest-point-these-last-few-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109213726820583087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109213726820583087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/at-sachuest-point-these-last-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109170909145823565</id><published>2004-08-05T08:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T08:31:31.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lorraine, a serious Yankee fan forever, was sitting at her desk, sipping a diet Pepsi Vanilla and trawling the web for stories to send Bozox fans in the office when she accidentally discovered the Doe Network. The Network was "a volunteer organization devoted to assisting Law Enforcement in solving cold cases concerning unexplained disappearances and unidentified victims from North America, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109170909145823565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/lorraine-serious-yankee-fan-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109170909145823565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109170909145823565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/lorraine-serious-yankee-fan-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109152922804872232</id><published>2004-08-03T06:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T06:40:04.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Evan licked the last of his chocolate croissant from his fingers, put down his coffee, and walked down the steps to sit next to his Ambridge Rose. Mina would like this flower. He studied this morning's new apricot colored bloom then looked up as he saw Paul walking out to leave for work."Good morning.""So far ... but that might change ... I've got 52 of the most convoluted and unreadable </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109152922804872232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/evan-licked-last-of-his-chocolate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109152922804872232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109152922804872232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/evan-licked-last-of-his-chocolate.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109147179069795626</id><published>2004-08-02T14:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T14:41:50.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>April thought the fireworks she could see through the haze over the harbor towards downtown as the midnight bus left Logan for Braintree might have been just for her ... might have been a private welcome back from Ireland ... well probably not ... she would consider herself lucky if Mina and Evan had actually driven up to get her. April had completely forgotten that Boston was hosting the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109147179069795626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/april-thought-fireworks-she-could-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109147179069795626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109147179069795626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/08/april-thought-fireworks-she-could-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109095887560151763</id><published>2004-07-27T15:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T17:03:34.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Very much a quiet day here ... waiting for more rain ... eating mushroom pizza again... and watching The Shining ... a movie I have never seen. Playing with images from last week ... like the one above taken with the A80 at Pardon Grey Trust which is a variant on an earlier digital toy shot of the same place. Painting ... haven't done much painting recently but Mina and I were talking about it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109095887560151763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/very-much-quiet-day-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109095887560151763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109095887560151763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/very-much-quiet-day-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109085107339237403</id><published>2004-07-26T10:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T10:14:16.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Bozox bite back big, taking two of three in the most recent Yankee series and pulling to 7 ½ games, as they continue to execute Vince McMahon’s script, now that he’s on the payroll just as I suggested, in a nearly perfect tease that’s clearly building up to some sort of tragic September denouement in the Bronx. By the way .... was it Dave, Gabe or Trot who was out there scratching people? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109085107339237403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/bozox-bite-back-big-taking-two-of.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109085107339237403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109085107339237403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/bozox-bite-back-big-taking-two-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109079359360547352</id><published>2004-07-25T18:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T18:13:13.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Translucent gibbon rucksack bonanza? Freight train over avocado pit self-flagellates? Really? Are these people kidding. I’m as big a fool for Naked Lunch spew as anyone but many of the spam poems which "somehow transcend their mundane purpose and burst into the golden light of literary glory" in this article at The Register seem weak compared to just about any random steroid haiku jewel from my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109079359360547352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/translucent-gibbon-rucksack-bonanza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109079359360547352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109079359360547352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/translucent-gibbon-rucksack-bonanza.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109068763560292610</id><published>2004-07-24T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T12:53:37.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When John Locke said that "the mark of genius is the ability to discern not this thing or that thing but rather the connection between the two" ... if he actually ever said that and I'm not really sure he did ... he couldn't have thought that combining digital photography with painting should be so designated ... but no matter because, genius or no, tricking up some of my old oils with A80 output</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109068763560292610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/when-john-locke-said-that-mark-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109068763560292610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109068763560292610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/when-john-locke-said-that-mark-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109058429804019256</id><published>2004-07-23T07:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T08:09:46.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Morning ... and I don't have the energy to drive down to Sachuest or even walk down the hill to the beach ... so I'm just going to sit here and look at the flowers on my porch for a while. If you know someone just as lazy maybe you might want to send an email postcard of these flowers to them so they can do the same thing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109058429804019256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109058429804019256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109058429804019256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109043681151496041</id><published>2004-07-21T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T15:06:51.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Recently deceased playwright Peter Barnes, who’s story of Pope Clement VI, Flagellants, Black Ravens, Floties and the Black Death entitled Red Noses is scheduled for production this fall at the Gamm, apparently once said "It is absurd to sit around sniffing wild flowers when you can invent them."I’m not so sure you can’t do both. And why stop at just sniffing flowers when you can take fun </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109043681151496041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/recently-deceased-playwright-peter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109043681151496041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109043681151496041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/recently-deceased-playwright-peter.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109029035644847600</id><published>2004-07-19T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T22:29:13.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Deep in her dream Daphne was desperately fighting the smell of a bad memory. She woke suddenly from the struggle when someone kicked her and found that the smell was not a memory at all, but was the very real grim black 10 PM now stench of burning tires sweeping through a twisting decayed maze of industrial corridors outside the small room she lay in. Unsure of where and in what sprawling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109029035644847600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/deep-in-her-dream-daphne-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109029035644847600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109029035644847600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/deep-in-her-dream-daphne-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-109016582846568678</id><published>2004-07-18T11:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T12:00:34.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Picture this ... I've actually gone and bought the Canon PowerShot A80 ... and my initial reaction is that it is nearly the perfect camera for me and not a bad camera for just about anyone who's looking to be digital ... like I would really know after less than 48 hours ... but after returning the Spanish language manuals the camera came packed with for English ones I was quickly up and taking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/109016582846568678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/picture-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109016582846568678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/109016582846568678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/picture-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-108990990607998423</id><published>2004-07-15T12:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T12:48:25.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Between the weather and the industrial strength jetty work going on at the beach just down the street I’ve had considerable time recently for summer reading. Always fun to discover a good "novel of despair" and Mina’s dark and funny stories from her recent trip to the "Big Easy" somehow pointed me in the direction of The Moviegoer by Walker Percy ... loved it. Have now begun reading Love in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/108990990607998423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/between-weather-and-industrial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/108990990607998423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/108990990607998423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/between-weather-and-industrial.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-108965368152569393</id><published>2004-07-12T13:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T15:43:25.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In even their wildest Bolivian peyote dreams, Butch and Sundance never imagined a half-million dollar score but that’s almost how much two senior civilian Navy employees were looking to ride off with if their plan had not been exposed. Rolling in a third unnamed senior employee and the others who went, or were swept, along likely made the payday for all involved more than one million dollars. But</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/108965368152569393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/in-even-their-wildest-bolivian-peyote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/108965368152569393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/108965368152569393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/in-even-their-wildest-bolivian-peyote.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-108955030887073350</id><published>2004-07-11T08:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T18:44:53.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mimsy skidded to a halt in front of the porch and looked up the steps to where Evan sat engrossed with Boris Akunin’s Murder on the Leviathan and the return of Erast Fandorin."Summer is almost over ... I’m bored."Evan looked up."Did you see the fireworks last weekend? They weren’t really that special. And they had extra money or something so they were supposed to be so good. Well that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/108955030887073350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/mimsy-skidded-to-halt-in-front-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/108955030887073350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/108955030887073350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/mimsy-skidded-to-halt-in-front-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-108920971070518226</id><published>2004-07-07T10:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T10:15:10.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>With MacDonald’s opening now at 0600, and even though I can't speak Spanish even after picking up Living Language Spanish for Beginners or Those Who Want a Thorough Review on CD and listening up to Lesson 13 Demonstrative Pronouns and Adjectives, I can grab an Egg MacMuffin and get out to Sachuest Point early. But not so early today that there weren’t seven or eight people set up with easels and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/108920971070518226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/with-macdonalds-opening-now-at-0600.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/108920971070518226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/108920971070518226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/with-macdonalds-opening-now-at-0600.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-108920612711329526</id><published>2004-07-07T09:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T09:15:27.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bloglines has rolled out a smooth new User Interface, a blogging tool called Clip Blogs, and more to celebrate its first birthday. Not sure I care about Clip Blogs but new design is excellent. You've heard of RSS feeds, yes? Of course you have. You're not using some lame aggregator are you? Or the My Yahoo Beta? I can't be the only one who's added this to their My Yahoo can I? Well, I'm hoping </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/108920612711329526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/bloglines-has-rolled-out-smooth-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/108920612711329526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/108920612711329526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/bloglines-has-rolled-out-smooth-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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-5784480.post-108907927887792903</id><published>2004-07-05T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T22:12:47.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mina tells me Kerry is going to pick Edwards some time very soon. She's been pondering this over the holiday weekend and she has the kind of connections where she might know this sort of thing ... I don't ... but based on the card spreads below I'd say its going to be Gephardt.I'm thinking this looks bleak for Edwards:While this looks promising for Gephardt:Maybe you want to do a tarot </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/feeds/108907927887792903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/mina-tells-me-kerry-is-going-to-pick_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/108907927887792903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5784480/posts/default/108907927887792903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://177unsogno.blogspot.com/2004/07/mina-tells-me-kerry-is-going-to-pick_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Eric</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></feed>
