<?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-5987041</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:36:03.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Weavers "what if" blog</title><subtitle type='html'>I always hear strange news items or see strange sights that make me wonder to myself, how in the world, we actually manage to survive as a species on this planet. When we're finished, if the server survives past us, then perhaps some future alien archeologist will read this and write about us. He, she or it may get an award of some kind for their research and I'll have helped. 

By the way. The current posts are only the most recent ones. To see the older ones, be sure to click on the archive </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-111824716211738798</id><published>2005-06-08T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T09:12:42.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a whileI know I haven't added much here in a while but it's been a crazy year. A few friends had a crisis of their own, my youngest daughter finished high school and will soon be off to college, and I've been working in RETAIL of all things.  Never much free time or weekends if you're in retail.Which brings me to todays topic. Stupid customers. It's true that many customers are quite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/111824716211738798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/111824716211738798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111824716211738798' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-110784190661384918</id><published>2005-02-07T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T21:51:46.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Geniune CLOTH upholstery in a Mercedes?The folks at PETA, (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) have gone banannas. They complained because they said thousands of cattle were being slaughtered JUST TO PROVIDE upholstery for automobiles.  That's simply not true.  NO cattle are slaughtered, just for their hides but rather for food.  PETA applauded the decision of Mercedes-Benz to offer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/110784190661384918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/110784190661384918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110784190661384918' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-109804080039337430</id><published>2004-10-17T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T12:20:00.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Cost of Outsourcing...There's a big hullabaloo all about the lack of an adequate flu vaccine supply due to screwups at Chiron's plant in the UK. Funny thing is, this is an American Company with their headquarters in California.Since I was out of work for over a year looking diligently for a way to feed my children I've come to realize that many of the jobs that I could do had been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/109804080039337430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/109804080039337430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109804080039337430' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-108399628756052919</id><published>2004-05-07T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T23:09:16.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Notice Anything Different?I've been telling my kids since they were old enough to understand that they aren't very OBSERVANT. They can "clean" their room and not see the candy wrappers, dirty socks, video game wires, stuffed animals, dusty furniture, or anything else. They pronounce it clean when it's nowhere NEAR it.  They do other chores like dishes the exact same way. Puddles of water are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/108399628756052919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/108399628756052919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108399628756052919' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-108277958867546297</id><published>2004-04-23T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T21:10:38.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Illuminati vs HumanityYes, I know it's been a long time but it's been stressful and busy around here. I've still been unable to locate this wonderful economic recovery the news (and our government) keeps insisting is happening. There was ONE WEEK where quite a few (for these times) jobs opened up and I actually managed to get an interview or two. No job though. Then our fair city got attacked</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/108277958867546297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/108277958867546297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108277958867546297' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107404487894927585</id><published>2004-01-13T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T17:49:49.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>But the Cook Had Good HEALTH in MindBusinesses are leaving our country in droves. It simply costs too much to do business here. We've got the unions wanting always higher wages.  And ridiculous laws and taxes and business license fees levied on everything a business may need to do business.  Then add OSHA which wants to make sure you have written instructions for your employees on how to use a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107404487894927585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107404487894927585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107404487894927585' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107404396259156134</id><published>2004-01-12T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T17:34:33.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Damn you! Here!  Have some gifts!I love Brazil.  Our country with its infernal, quite likely unconstitutional, privacy invading Homeland Security Act has managed to offend Brazil. In response to us fingerprinting and photographing people entering our country, Brazil set up a similar program for AMERICANS entering Brazil.But most Brazilians LIKE Americans and many depend on American tourism to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107404396259156134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107404396259156134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107404396259156134' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107386863862977979</id><published>2004-01-11T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T16:50:59.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Presidential IntelligenceThis is the second time in recent history that some president has decided that illegal aliens aren't really illegal just misunderstood. They're only trying to take care of their families.  (So are the millions of American citizens who are out of work) They're only taking the jobs that Americans won't take. (Like cleaning up at WalMart, where I have applied several times</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107386863862977979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107386863862977979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107386863862977979' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107386775720717663</id><published>2004-01-10T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T16:36:17.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Teen IntelligenceI haven't killed him yet but the thought HAS crossed my mind a few times. (We can't get thrown into prison for fantasizing can we?)  Our teen son, is home from school for a week on suspension. I told him, he is also under "house arrest".He foolishly carried his leatherman pocket knife to school.  Yes, he KNOWS you're not supposed to take a pocket knife to school and attempted</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107386775720717663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107386775720717663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107386775720717663' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107386414373048002</id><published>2004-01-09T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T15:36:04.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alien Craft Lands in DesertA strange object of some kind was reported by witnesses falling from the sky. But it seemed to be a "controlled" fall, dragging a huge object behind it for a short period of time then it dropped another object down what appeared to be a long rope, and as it neared the surface it "morphed" or changed into another shape entirely.  It was suddenly many times it's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107386414373048002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107386414373048002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107386414373048002' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107386181774307792</id><published>2004-01-02T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T14:57:18.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Surviving TerrorismWell, we made it though the holidays, including New Year without any major terrorist problems with the exception of the millions of unemployed Americans, who can't find work due to corporate terrorism.  And all the while the news keeps trying to convince us the unemployment "rate" is down. This is a good thing. But only in a very MINOR way. The unemployment "rate" they are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107386181774307792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107386181774307792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107386181774307792' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107256799246799972</id><published>2003-12-27T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T15:33:29.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>South Park Movie Was Right!A few days ago, I wrote about the occurrence of Mad Cow Disease being found in our country. Today the news is telling us to "BLAME CANADA!" just like the South Park movie did a few years back. In fact they made a whole song about it. And if you can handle the bad language in it and would like to hear it you can download it here for the time being. I should urge you to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107256799246799972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107256799246799972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107256799246799972' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107256647212572565</id><published>2003-12-26T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T15:08:09.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Prejudicial behavior in TeensWe have a teenager in our home. Well, actually we have three and they all have problems but one in particular allows her personal "emotions" and "feelings" to totally control her choices and it concerns me.She makes up her mind ahead of time that she will NOT like something simply because of some erroneous thinking on her part. She's going to be 18 in just a few </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107256647212572565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107256647212572565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107256647212572565' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107256560897067238</id><published>2003-12-25T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T14:53:45.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kollege Kid KapersMy daughter who started college at UC-Davis last fall came home for the holidays. Well for half of them. She brought her boyfriend with her. I must admit to a bit of shock when I found out about him. He's seems to be a nice guy. Intelligent, polite, (getting) educated. And she's legally an adult now and can do as she chooses. And I don't really want to make this sound </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107256560897067238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107256560897067238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107256560897067238' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107256444152793597</id><published>2003-12-24T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T14:34:18.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Magnet MadnessDo you have a million little magnets stuck all over your refridgerator like most of us? Running out of space? Well there's a solution available.Turn your walls into magnetic walls. We build dollhouses. And sticking tiny little pictures to the walls is hard to make them stay without damaging the wall paper. Someone came up with a suggestion of using "magnetic paint" which is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107256444152793597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107256444152793597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107256444152793597' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107256319158613814</id><published>2003-12-23T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T14:13:28.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mad Cow EatingThere's been a report of a bovine creature in Washington state having "Mad Cow" disease. This could be a blessing in disguise for all of us here in the good ole US of A. First of all, we're a generally FAT population and could use more fruits and veggies and a little less fatty meat in our diets. And a lot of people are going to be cutting down on their beef consumption at least</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107256319158613814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107256319158613814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107256319158613814' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107213773831564591</id><published>2003-12-22T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T16:02:34.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NonJunky Junk MailI had a really difficult time deciding what to write about today because there's so MUCH strange stuff going on. There was the cat who rode 150 miles on a car engine, the missing screw that shut down a nuclear power plant, the 50 tons of bananas that washed up on a seashore to the delight of the residents living there, the teachers milk experiment that turned sour, the big </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107213773831564591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107213773831564591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107213773831564591' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107207107411987913</id><published>2003-12-21T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T21:31:29.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey Kids! Get Help From NORAD!Only a few more days left before the Jolly Old Elf himself, will be winging his way all over our planet delivering gifts to all the good little girls and boys. Many questions have arisen about how he manages to accomplish such a feat. For example to make every delivery in NORMAL space/time as we know it, only gives him a few ten thousandths of a second per stop, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107207107411987913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107207107411987913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107207107411987913' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107207048593911035</id><published>2003-12-20T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T21:21:41.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>China Cool Starts With a G!The kids in China are becoming much more sophisticated these days. I guess because they are now doing MOST of the manufacturing of the things WE buy, they began asking, "what in the world is THIS for?" And I know we have labor laws in this country that prevent us from working kids who are too young. Manufacturers who get things made in China (and what ISN'T these days</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107207048593911035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107207048593911035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107207048593911035' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107206919469968143</id><published>2003-12-19T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T21:00:09.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I See Something You Don't SeeWhat is it about animals? I mean they seem to have senses that are better than ours in many ways. A bloodhound can follow the scent of an escaped convict through all sorts of terrain even though dozens of sweating lawmen and other dogs already ran over the top of that trail dozens of times. A hawk or eagle can spy the smallest baby rodent meal from a half mile up in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107206919469968143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107206919469968143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107206919469968143' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107206835213004783</id><published>2003-12-18T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T20:46:07.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hotter and DarkerWe've been warned about Global Warming a lot in recent years. We've put away our aerosol hair spray and made our car air conditioners all but useless to do our part. Meanwhile one single intercontinental jet liner destroys more ozone than we could manage to do in 5 years with all our freon and hair spray. So I've never worried too much about Global Warming (or GW as we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107206835213004783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107206835213004783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107206835213004783' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107165288595712509</id><published>2003-12-17T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T01:21:39.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No Talking In LineThose crazy Pennsylvanians are at it again! We've all heard of Road Rage made famous by Southern California Freeways. Well now the east coast has upped us with the first case I have heard of involving "check out rage". All the poor woman did was ask a question. Sheesh!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107165288595712509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107165288595712509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107165288595712509' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107165211085578803</id><published>2003-12-16T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T01:08:45.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have You Seen This Man?A bank was robbed in Pennsylvania. And the tellers got a very good description of the hold up man. In fact in this article there's a very good sketch of him. He's got some unusual characteristics and should be quite easy to identify in a crowd. I urge ALL OF YOU, to study this picture closely and if you see ANYONE coming close to this description call the police </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107165211085578803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107165211085578803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107165211085578803' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107165150152626342</id><published>2003-12-15T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T00:58:35.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hurricane ForcesA while back my beloved woman developed an illness and the medicine she had to take made her sensitive to the sun. So we shopped and shopped and found a HUGE screen room tent for around $300. It was just what we needed but we didn't have the money. But Sears kindly put it on sale a few weeks later for a hundred dollars off and we managed to scrape up enough to get one.Since </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107165150152626342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107165150152626342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107165150152626342' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107165017251020080</id><published>2003-12-14T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T00:36:26.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meet George Jetson...Oops!  I meant meet Paul Moller. I've followed along sporadically for a few decades now watching Mr. Moller a man who refuses to give up on his dream of giving us all flying cars similar to what the Jetsons had. It was long ago when I saw a picture of one of his earlier prototypes of a man sitting in and flying what looked like a mini flying saucer. And it had fans all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107165017251020080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107165017251020080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107165017251020080' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107164888698957700</id><published>2003-12-13T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T00:38:00.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blog To the FutureThis article suggests that we may be receiving emails from the future and filtering them out as spam. How sad that now that California (along with a handful of other states) have now passed anti-spam laws. And now the Federal Government has gotten involved with anti-spam legislation of its own.Well that's enough evidence for me. If the government does NOT want me to see it, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107164888698957700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107164888698957700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107164888698957700' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107129793863409078</id><published>2003-12-12T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T22:46:40.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>They wouldn't be bored long!Three teenagers hacked into an internet auction account and went on a wild spending spree! They claim they were BORED. But in just about two short hours they spent the equivalent of over $130 million Euro's! That's a LOT of money! If I were the parent of any one of these teens, they would NOT be bored ever again! I could promise! Sheesh! Kids!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107129793863409078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107129793863409078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107129793863409078' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107120720781289737</id><published>2003-12-11T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T21:33:40.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No More Sex?A few weeks back when I was feeling too poorly to write very much of anything here, I heard a blurb on the news about a man who had invented the "orgasmatron" that could be installed into a woman who could then have an orgasm anytime she wanted by simply pushing a button. And I thought, "Gee! Now the women don't NEED a man."Well now it's apparent that women aren't needed either. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107120720781289737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107120720781289737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107120720781289737' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107120612581277601</id><published>2003-12-10T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T21:15:38.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Creeping Control of CitizenryIn yesterdays blog I mentioned concern about the slowly creeping use of technology making things difficult in our lives. That post was mainly intended to be a humorous dig at a company I love to make fun of. But if we're not careful we won't be laughing long. We'll no longer be free. I know that the "reason" is to get the bad guys. But sometimes the price we pay for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107120612581277601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107120612581277601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107120612581277601' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107120513452690866</id><published>2003-12-09T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T20:59:06.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Does Your Money Have Worms?Technology is beginning to bother me. I mean I LOVE having a computer which lets me make friends worldwide, but some things are getting out of hand. There's the invasion of our privacy which I may talk about at another time but even simple tasks are becoming complex where they don't need to be. Used to be I could put money in the bank and someone there kept track of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107120513452690866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107120513452690866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107120513452690866' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107120053571487744</id><published>2003-12-08T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T19:42:28.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Driving for the Holidays?Ahh, the holidays. Kids impatiently waiting for Christmas while driving their parents insane because they're out of school. Parents trying to figure out what to DO with the kids, AND get the shopping all done, because THEY still have to work. Then add to this fun, visiting distant relatives or having them visit you. (Let's put Uncle Henry in the garage this year)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107120053571487744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107120053571487744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107120053571487744' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107119935411325685</id><published>2003-12-07T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T19:22:46.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Help Our Economy!Our economy is in a mess. Mostly because people aren't spending money. They are only spending what they HAVE to spend. And mostly this is housing, gas, n groceries. And yet without realizing it, much of THAT money is leaving the country too. Not creating jobs we need here. If people are secure about their jobs, they'll be more free with their money. It's quite simple.So which</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107119935411325685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107119935411325685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107119935411325685' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107070254119843236</id><published>2003-12-05T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T01:26:05.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Troubleshooting is Hazardous...When you're in pain from surgery and half zonked on pain medication is NOT the best time to try to diagnose a technical problem with your computer. Such was the case a few days ago and I've been working on recovering it since. Our computer has over 200 Gigabytes of storage almost totally full.  (well it DID but it doesn't any more) And short of buying another 200 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107070254119843236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107070254119843236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107070254119843236' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107070033230701922</id><published>2003-12-04T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T00:45:43.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stop Picking on RummySome silly British have awarded our Secretary of State, Donald Rumsfield, with this years, "Foot In Mouth" award. I have to protest this award. They shouldn't be allowed to choose those who speak Americanized English as opposed to British English (where they still spell color with a U in it, and call an elevator a lift, a hood a bonnet, a trunk a boot (which WE wear on our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107070033230701922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107070033230701922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107070033230701922' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107069981767450224</id><published>2003-12-03T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T00:37:08.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sex isn't Number ONE?I don't know which sissified wimps they surveyed but this survey is dead wrong! They sure didn't talk to many of the guys I know. Heck!  Even Dr. Laura loves to blast into wives who aren't "putting out" for their husbands.  I think they must have had WOMEN interviewing the guys which would serve to skew the results in ways in which the "guys being surveyed" would be hoping </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107069981767450224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107069981767450224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107069981767450224' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107069912594558257</id><published>2003-12-02T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T00:25:37.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Flashing?Have you heard of a phenomenon known as a flash mob? Evidently, it's the latest craze and it sounds like a load of fun. Unfortunately, I think our little city is too small to take part in all the partying. Besides, I've said since moving here a little over four years ago that folks here are technologically lagging behind those I left behind in Silicon Valley. But I'd be interested in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107069912594558257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107069912594558257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107069912594558257' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107061839821876961</id><published>2003-12-01T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T02:00:08.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Surgery and EndorphinsI had some heavy duty oral surgery this morning. And of course I was awake only under LOCAL anesthesia. But after it was all over, I was so shaky they wouldn't let me leave until they checked my blood pressure which I guess was ok, since they did let me go.  This is the first time I've had my ENTIRE mouth deadened all at once. Usually they hit only one fourth of it at a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107061839821876961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107061839821876961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107061839821876961' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107061803220838821</id><published>2003-11-27T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T01:54:02.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Big Bird DayWe've got three huge birds around here and they're really turkeys. Not ours, but our neighbors. If you chase them with a broom they are really funny looking when they run. We hate them.I'm not the kind of guy who'll kill and eat turkeys that don't belong to me and besides, as much as we've been chasing these, they're probably too dang tough anyway. But I've even shot them with a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107061803220838821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107061803220838821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107061803220838821' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107039403653803394</id><published>2003-11-22T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T11:41:11.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blogs are Hazardous to your JobThis is ridiculous. Microsoft fired this guy and no matter what they SAY the reason was it simply doesn't make sense. The only thing I can think of is that they had some other reason to want to get rid of him and this was merely an excuse. Because if they fired him for the reasons they claim I think he'd have a good case for a "wrongful termination" suit.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107039403653803394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107039403653803394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107039403653803394' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-107039384546328363</id><published>2003-11-20T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T11:37:35.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Our New GovernorI must say I'm really impressed with our new governor. Arnold has taken this job seriously. He rolled back the tax hike on cars as he promised. And got the legislature to kill the law allowing illegal aliens to get licenses, which everyone knows was stupid to begin with.  He's giving his salary back to the state, and already finding lots of ways to cut the budget down to things </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107039384546328363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/107039384546328363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107039384546328363' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106949430682545646</id><published>2003-11-18T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T01:45:13.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Horror StoryHave you ever sat and imagined a horror story? I don't mean about monsters, alien invasions of pod people, or crazed psychotic killers. I mean.....  What if.....  Your internet connection died?  Oh my!  What would you do?  What would I do?  This could destroy civilization as we know it.Well fortunately for both you and I, someone has already come up with a contingency plan for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106949430682545646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106949430682545646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949430682545646' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106949079575475583</id><published>2003-11-17T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T00:46:42.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An Apple a DayThose who know me know that I'm a MacSnob.  My ex wife gave me that nickname. It means that when it comes to computers I think Macintoshes are the best ones for the money.  Just wanted to say that up front so you'll be aware of my personal bias.The company has made quite a bit of news recently. First the entry level portable iBooks have had G4 chips inserted, bringing that line </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106949079575475583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106949079575475583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949079575475583' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106948874603016381</id><published>2003-11-16T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T00:12:33.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Modify Your BodyI'm a hobbyist photographer who happens to think the human body is a beautiful thing. That's why I always wonder why people go to such great lengths to make it different'.  I can see why we want to put on makeup and a few baubles, and get our hair fixed and dressed nicely. That's not what I'm bothered by. Many people use tattoos and body piercings to modify their body. The sad</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106948874603016381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106948874603016381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106948874603016381' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106948832672982522</id><published>2003-11-15T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T00:05:34.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not too Bright?  Try a Life of CrimeI stumbled across a site that lists some of the incredibly stupid things criminals do. Like the guy who kidnapped a guy named Santos. Santos managed to escape. The next day, the kidnapper called Santos demanding $11,500 to help defray the "costs" of kidnapping him.  Santos, being a good businessman negotiated a 50% reduction in the kidnappers demand for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106948832672982522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106948832672982522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106948832672982522' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106948788876671885</id><published>2003-11-14T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T23:58:32.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Return of the SpotsWell all those sun spots that caused all that record breaking radiation bombarding our planet are due to return today. They're just creeping over the eastern (left) side of the sun.  They've been busy angrily spitting out stuff while they were on the back side. Just thought I'd give you all a "heads up" to keep your "heads down".You can always check out the latest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106948788876671885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106948788876671885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106948788876671885' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106948759660841321</id><published>2003-11-13T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T23:53:23.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wanna Live Forever?Yes, I know I've got lots of catching up to do.  Here ya go.Have you ever wondered how long you'll live? What day you'll die? Well here is a link that will let you find out.  Not really of course, but it's an interesting site. My expected day of death is Tuesday Jan. 27th, 2032.  And I smoke.  I was playing around with the site.  Being a smoker, a non-smoker.  Creating </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106948759660841321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106948759660841321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106948759660841321' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106877887659126769</id><published>2003-11-12T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T19:01:22.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hostile Alien HackersThere are paranoid people and then there are REALLY paranoid people. Some people associated with SETI fall into the latter variety. Can you believe this?I think whatever this guy is paid it's too damn much. Anyone who knows anything at all about computers and computer viruses, knows that to write a virus for any system you have to know either A) the instruction set the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106877887659126769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106877887659126769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106877887659126769' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106871081641081364</id><published>2003-11-11T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T00:07:01.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hollywood Makes it TrueI've come across a piece of information that so far, has turned out good, (well with one exception), and because of that one exception it could also bode ill for us. It's the fact that things seen in movies have a tendency to become REAL. The one bad one was that there was a movie called "The China Syndrome" and shortly afterwards, there were the Chernobyl and Three Mile </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106871081641081364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106871081641081364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106871081641081364' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106854705459172271</id><published>2003-11-10T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T02:37:54.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Small Price to PayRecently, this vampire killing kit was sold at an auction for $12,000. It comes complete with a wooden stake and mallet, a pistol and silver bullets. There's even a cross in it.  I had to stop bidding once the price got about ten bucks but it would be a very handy thing to have around I think.Hmmm.. I wonder if it will work on Politicians or Internal Revenue Service </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106854705459172271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106854705459172271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106854705459172271' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106851666732454482</id><published>2003-11-09T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T18:11:12.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Harmonic Concordance now?A few years back we all had to go outside and chant and sing for the Harmonic convergence. Now, we're supposed to be doing it again for the Harmonic Concordance.  It supposedly started last night with the Total Lunar Eclipse. Now I only have internet pictures to assure me that this event actually occurred since we've been having nothing but clouds, cold and rain for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106851666732454482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106851666732454482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106851666732454482' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106845676009132129</id><published>2003-11-08T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T01:32:44.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Won't We Look Silly?In a very short time, I expect to see a lot of people looking very silly. The latest technology in "cell phones?" consists of simply a wrist band. Read about it at this site.See? Look ma! No phone. You take the call by touching your index finger to your thumb and then stick you finger in your ear. Those of you old enough may remember Gary Owens doing this all the time on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106845676009132129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106845676009132129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106845676009132129' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106845517868589672</id><published>2003-11-07T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T01:13:44.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Down With Jupiterians!!According to Richard C. Hoagland, I think we may have declared war on Jupiter. See his analysis here.Now, I don't know if he's right or not but IF he is, I wonder just what it was that the friendly methane breathing beings from Jupiter may have done to piss off the folks at NASA. I don't recall reading anything in the news about them passing undue tariffs on goods from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106845517868589672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106845517868589672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106845517868589672' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106845455982243584</id><published>2003-11-06T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T00:56:04.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here comes the SunGee! The sun sure has been acting up lately. In the last two weeks there have been several MAJOR X class flares on the sun. Today there was another that broke all records (as far as we've been able to measure, which admittedly, we've only been able to do the last 50 years or so.  They said it was an X-28. That's HUGE, and the really good thing about it, is that it happened </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106845455982243584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106845455982243584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106845455982243584' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106809519560594340</id><published>2003-11-05T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T21:06:39.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hire me!  I can get dumb!Now, I know why I have never been able to land one of those cushy government jobs, with all the benefits one could dream of, guaranteed job and lots of other "unmentioned" perks.  I'm too smart. Evidently you have to be really stupid and slow to work for the government. Today, I heard on the news that our Federal government has collected a lot of "items" that could </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106809519560594340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106809519560594340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106809519560594340' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106809018011379138</id><published>2003-11-04T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T19:46:58.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Big Brother! - Coming to a Wal-mart near youDo you value your privacy? Is it a right? Our constitution does state that the people have a "right to be free in their persons and possessions..." or something to that effect.While most of us are zoning out on our video games, catching the latest movie, keeping up with studies or work, and catching the evening news, there's been a big push going on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106809018011379138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106809018011379138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106809018011379138' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106790160950832091</id><published>2003-11-03T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T15:22:06.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Suggestion to Enhance the CoalitionThe president is always trying to get other countries to contribute to his coalition to help out in Iraq. Specifically, we've had a lot of trouble, flushing out bad guys who keep coming in and attacking those trying to rebuild the country. I think perhaps we should talk to India to propose a win-win situation. India has some really pesky and mean monkeys. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106790160950832091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106790160950832091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106790160950832091' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106784134111125307</id><published>2003-11-02T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T22:35:43.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Economic BlindersWhile I often keep my tongue firmly implanted in my cheek as I view the happenings around me, I still consider myself a bit of an optimist. But I'm not very optimistic about the future of our economy.Every manufacturer sells to the US. And there's a good reason for that. We've become a very affluent society of consumers and can afford luxuries many in other parts of the world</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106784134111125307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106784134111125307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106784134111125307' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106783792893091577</id><published>2003-11-01T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T21:38:51.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>C'mon Baby, Light My Fire!Gee! Here's another fire related entry. I'll be glad when there's not a fire seeking my attention. We had a few guests over Halloween night. Many wore strange costumes of course, and we fired up the bar-b-q pit and scorched some delicious ribs. All in all it was a pretty good party.We had "decorated" for the occasion too. We had oil lamps and candles, skulls and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106783792893091577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106783792893091577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106783792893091577' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106764972320774628</id><published>2003-10-31T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T17:22:05.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>They're FREE with ActivationSome people just don't think. Like the Cubbie fan who just wanted to see a good game and tried to snag a foul ball. This morning I heard about another one on the news. Not a cubbie fan, this one was in New York.He was on a commuter train and dropped his cell phone into the toilet somehow. Came unclipped from his belt, fell out of his pocket or some other snafu, but</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106764972320774628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106764972320774628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106764972320774628' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106764759384678156</id><published>2003-10-30T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T16:46:35.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Timing SucksLately we've been having record HIGH temperatures here in California. This is a bad thing for those fighting fires but a good thing for those of us living up north in the cooler climes. So we planned a nice Halloween Party with a bar b q. Now yesterday it was nearly a hundred degrees. Everyone was running around in shorts and girls were wearing bikinis.  Lovely weather. But </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106764759384678156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106764759384678156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106764759384678156' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106749258002494016</id><published>2003-10-29T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T21:42:57.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rules are for BreakingIf you are a member of law enforcement in the state of Califronia, please stop reading here as I'm about to report a crime. On second thought the evidence has been destroyed so what I say would only be considered hearsay, so I guess you can read it too.The boy child of the house, (13 going on 6) won a great big trophy at a ceremony this evening for his excellent skills </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106749258002494016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106749258002494016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106749258002494016' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106741210855986539</id><published>2003-10-28T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T23:25:44.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Global Warming the Hard WayCalifornia is on fire. We did have a fire here today that took out about 1700 acres but that's nothing compared to what's going on down south. In fact, OUR fire was only on the news here locally for a little while. Most of the news is being taken up by a much smaller fire.A gentleman and his business partners, saved up some cash and bought a local bar. It was his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106741210855986539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106741210855986539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106741210855986539' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106736130227368225</id><published>2003-10-27T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T09:15:03.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bill Cosby was RightYes, he was right when he stated that "ALL children are born with brain damage".  I know the ones here seem to be today. The oldest one never actually uses her brain and I assume that she actually does have one. And she does make attempts to perform any chore given to her but never actually thinks about what the intended result should be. If I fail to give her EVERY LITTLE </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106736130227368225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106736130227368225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106736130227368225' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106720886754721101</id><published>2003-10-26T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T14:54:27.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Daylight Savings Time and Biological ClocksI hate Daylight Savings Time. I envy the people in Arizona and a few other states that don't have to deal with it. I think I now have MOST of our clocks set back to the CORRECT time, but I'm not sure yet. We have clocks in everything now. Microwaves, VCRs, automobiles (always takes me an hour to figure out how to change just that one), not to mention </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106720886754721101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106720886754721101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106720886754721101' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106710375272751510</id><published>2003-10-25T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T14:38:08.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Tax Dollars at WorkThere's a single mother very close to me who spent more than a few years on public assistance. She's been working very hard to try to get OFF of it. Even working two jobs when she could. Of course, with the economic realities being what they are, most employers don't provide medical insurance for their employees, especially if these employees are part time or temporary (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106710375272751510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106710375272751510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106710375272751510' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987041.post-106704049111610380</id><published>2003-10-24T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T17:08:11.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The First EntryYesterday I had to sit in a parking lot waiting for my daughter who was doing some silly after-school project. As I watched I saw several 18-wheelers laden with pine logs traveling east on the highway next to the parking lot.  I ALSO saw several heading WEST. And I had to wonder, since the trucks going on both directions seemed to be carrying the exact same thing, how much fuel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106704049111610380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5987041/posts/default/106704049111610380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://norcalmdw.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106704049111610380' title=''/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11301109351399162766</uri><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></entry></feed>
