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term='ducttape'/><category term='welsh'/><category term='missouri'/><title type='text'>Good Morning, Dudge</title><subtitle type='html'>Just another blog from just another family man…</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-2978042832595551146</id><published>2011-06-03T01:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T01:24:18.053-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='usa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='official'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>English As The United States' Official Language?</title><content type='html'>A little while ago I became lightly embroiled in an online spat about a Republican proposal that English be made the official language of the United States of America. You see, I actually agree with this idea, because English is already the &lt;em&gt;de facto&lt;/em&gt; language of the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;The country originated as a number of British colonies, along the continental east coast. English law is the basis for US law.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;All of our country's founding documents, and the debates and publications arguing for and against them, were in English.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;All of our Presidents have been sworn in and given their inauguration address in English.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Star Spangled Banner&lt;/em&gt; and our other patriotic and anthemic songs were written and are sung in English.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;All of our Congressional business and judicial procedures are carried out in English.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;At the Oath of Citizenship ceremony, the Oath is taken in English.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a title="Going Through The Naturalization Process by Dudge.OH, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dudgeoh/5790918912/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5306/5790918912_857984a96e.jpg" alt="Going Through The Naturalization Process" width="500" height="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through the Naturalization process really made this hit home to me. Having to fill out the multitude of forms, obtain the documentary evidence required and the instructions received in various correspondences through the process were all done in English, and all caused at least a moment of confusion or trepidation by me. It made me glad to be a native English speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trips to the USCIS offices and the Oath Ceremony re-inforced this feeling, as I witnessed countless immigrants interacting with the USCIS officers in halting English, or through a family member interpreting for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my Oath Ceremony, all forty of us, from twenty-three different countries, took the Oath in English, from the Palestinian great-grandma stood in front of me, to the Russian family across the aisle, to the English lady a few rows in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, English is a tough language to learn, (I'm not sure that any but the most academic English scholar or grammatician ever fully grasps the language), and the USA is, by its very nature, a "melting pot" of nationalities, but is it really asking too much of the non-English speaking minority to become literate and conversant enough in English?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, centuries of immigrants to this country chose to learn English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had moved to a country that was not Anglo-glottal, I would have learnt their language. In fact, I can demonstrate this by example of my only trip "abroad", a school trip to Boulogne in France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved being able, (albeit with the back-up aid of a trusty Berlitz phrase book), to demonstrate to the residents I came into contact with that I had enough respect for them and their country that I wanted to use their own language to engage them, whether I was buying a pastry at the patisserie or asking directions to a place to buy a newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Still Have That Berlitz by Dudge.OH, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dudgeoh/5790918940/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5142/5790918940_ac3a6193ed.jpg" alt="Still Have That Berlitz" width="500" height="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even fantasized a little of becoming fluent and moving to France. If I had moved there, I would have used English at home, at every opportunity, but at work, in official business and around French people, I'd have spoken French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not expecting people to give up the languages of their motherlands. In fact, I'm glad they don't and any argument that a forced learning of English would destroy the immigrants' use of these languages just doesn't hold true for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Conversing In Spanish by Dudge.OH, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dudgeoh/5790918968/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5189/5790918968_63ac34d422.jpg" alt="Conversing In Spanish" width="478" height="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my sons' school, there are plenty of pupils of Hispanic heritage. They speak English just as well as my own kids, then go off with their parents at the end of the school day, conversing in Spanish, which is great. In fact, I'm jealous of them and the fact that I am not fluent in another language, which I could be teaching them to speak at home, despite coming from a bilingual part of the UK, Wales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being in an ethnic restaurant and hearing Mexican Spanish, Mandarin, Hindi or Arabic being spoken and thanks to kids shows like &lt;em&gt;Dora the Explorer&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Ni Hao, Kai Lan&lt;/em&gt; I might even throw in the odd &lt;em&gt;gracias&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;xie xie&lt;/em&gt; during the course of a meal's service, (though my reticence to do so is the fear of an attempt of engagement in a conversation in a language of which, I only know one or two phrases).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will also save a lot of money, because if everyone can speak English, then there's no need for duplicating forms and information pamphlets/booklets into other languages. After all, if there's Spanish, French and Tagalog versions, why not Basque, Welsh and Swahili, too? And German and Polish and Mandarin Chinese and Urdu and Italian and Yiddish and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Official Processes or Record Should Be In English by Dudge.OH, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dudgeoh/5790918980/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5069/5790918980_483dfa8cc4.jpg" alt="Official Processes or Record Should Be In English" width="500" height="90" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in summary, the US should designate and use English as its official language and doing so will not impinge on an non-English speaking immigrant's use of the language(s) they learned in their countr(y/ies) of origin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-2978042832595551146?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2978042832595551146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=2978042832595551146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2978042832595551146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2978042832595551146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/english-as-united-states-official.html' title='English As The United States&apos; Official Language?'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5306/5790918912_857984a96e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-4107425684604571174</id><published>2011-05-23T05:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T10:24:43.876-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tornado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missouri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='may'/><title type='text'>How Would You Deal w/ Being Caught in a Tornado?</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;The moving 1st person video of the Joplin, MO tornado of 5/22/11:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQnvxJZucds?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQnvxJZucds?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-4107425684604571174?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4107425684604571174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=4107425684604571174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4107425684604571174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4107425684604571174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-would-deal-w-being-caught-in.html' title='How Would You Deal w/ Being Caught in a Tornado?'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-4706396557584148714</id><published>2011-05-17T06:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T10:19:31.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah... Hiraeth...!</title><content type='html'>I should be used to this crappy weather...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OvtS1FpfaDc?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OvtS1FpfaDc?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-4706396557584148714?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4706396557584148714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=4706396557584148714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4706396557584148714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4706396557584148714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/ah-hiraeth.html' title='Ah... Hiraeth...!'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-1786951605168477897</id><published>2011-05-04T05:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T10:32:04.839-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Laying A Cat To Rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Our pet cat, LittleOne, passed away yesterday and I now have to dispose of the body which, even though I have a "circle of life" outlook on death, I'm finding it to be a very difficult task to actually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I'm sat here blogging this out instead of taking on the task in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no apparent illness with or injury to her, though she had been looking a little more emaciated than she usually does as she loses the winter fat in readiness for summer, and she had been meowing a little strangely, almost growling, on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started to really worry yesterday morning when it became apparent that we had not seen her since sometime Monday evening. Being a fifteen year old cat, we had already been considering her inevitable demise and wondered if she had finally succumbed. We spent some time Tuesday morning, searching for her, to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was out picking up the boys from school, DW BBMd me with the sad news that she had found LIttleOne's lifeless body behind a box on the landing that is at the top of our stairs to the basement, right by the back door. I had been past that spot a few times during our search and didn't see her there, which makes me think that sometime around lunchtime, she found her way to that spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't sure what, how or even if to tell the kids. DW wanted to wait a little, but she was so upset that within minutes she had told the boys LittleOne had passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The response was interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They took the news in their stride, but unfortunately a little too well, almost immediately talking about what our next pet would be... A dog? A parrot? A hamster? A snake? A little later DS1 was overheard including LittleOne's passing in his play acting, in an equally nonchalant way...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both acted out a little later on in the evening, which may have been a reaction to her passing, but it may also have just been that they were acting in their usual way and it was just the emotions of the day heightening our sensitivity to it. Or both, maybe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... as soon as this blog posts, I'll be off to a secluded part of our back yard, (which is currently kind of boggy, thanks to the eternal rain we seem to be having), to perform the sad duty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-1786951605168477897?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1786951605168477897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=1786951605168477897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1786951605168477897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1786951605168477897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/laying-cat-to-rest.html' title='Laying A Cat To Rest'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-4293391205002606731</id><published>2011-05-01T07:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T13:31:04.754-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anthem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='england'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='france'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='united states'/><title type='text'>Anthem Overhauls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You may want to adjust your volume for these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my previous blog entry I call &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God Save The Queen&lt;/span&gt;, "..somewhat flat, almost dirge-like...", but this isn't always true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ULArCtL6zI?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ULArCtL6zI?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some rocked up versions of some other National Anthems, starting with a "twofer" from Slash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yIEuvZYIrlM?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yIEuvZYIrlM?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wales...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="303" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a8s6l-Rquvc?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a8s6l-Rquvc?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="303" width="480"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="303" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/memG7VVk28o?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/memG7VVk28o?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="303" width="480"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romania seesm to have had a couple of modern versions done, incuding this pop/dance version...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FM9I8ORnHa4?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FM9I8ORnHa4?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Renault F1 show off their patriotism...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BpOaFZyN0K8?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BpOaFZyN0K8?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-4293391205002606731?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4293391205002606731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=4293391205002606731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4293391205002606731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4293391205002606731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/anthem-overhauls.html' title='Anthem Overhauls'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-2760147828697465536</id><published>2011-05-01T06:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T13:38:09.904-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highlights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='royal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>Four Songs And A Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; DS2 put tv on this morning and the cable box was on BBC America. Unusually DS2 didn't turn over, so we've been watching the highlights of the Royal Wedding's ceremonies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of things struck me:&lt;br /&gt;I still have enough Welshness left in me to think it cool that the first hymn they sang was one readily identified with Welsh rugby crowds, ("&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/b-iiTK_HSqI"&gt;Guide Me O Though Great Redeemer"&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the Duke of Edinburgh stood next to Her Majesty, singing "&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/Jv7Dan9TMaw"&gt;God Save The Queen&lt;/a&gt;" struck me amusing.&lt;br /&gt;I think "&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/O_pALPBLItE"&gt;Jerusalem&lt;/a&gt;", with its crescendos, would be a better English anthem than the somewhat flat, almost dirge-like, "God Save The Queen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;, especially for sporting events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Its interesting that back in The Revolution we took "God Save The Queen" and changed its words into a song more celebratory of the spirit of America, ("&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/OkQN8Ecm6XM"&gt;My Country 'Tis Of Thee&lt;/a&gt;").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was nice to watch and, &lt;a href="http://dudgeoh.multiply.com/journal/item/619/A_Right_Royal_Knees_Up"&gt;as I suspected&lt;/a&gt;, I did feel a little nostalgic for the Royal Wedding of 31 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-2760147828697465536?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2760147828697465536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=2760147828697465536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2760147828697465536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2760147828697465536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/four-songs-and-wedding.html' title='Four Songs And A Wedding'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-8587849279441357857</id><published>2011-04-30T09:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T14:10:42.358-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wrong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tedtalks'/><title type='text'>TEDTalks - Kathryn Schulz: On being wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Most all of the TED Talk videos I watch I enjoy, and get a click on the "thumbs up". Sometimes, though, one just has to mark a talk as a Favorite and get it out there in a blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Most of us will do anything to avoid being wrong. But what if we're wrong about that? "Wrongologist" Kathryn Schulz makes a compelling case for not just admitting but embracing our fallibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QleRgTBMX88?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QleRgTBMX88?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-8587849279441357857?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8587849279441357857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=8587849279441357857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/8587849279441357857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/8587849279441357857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/tedtalks-kathryn-schulz-on-being-wrong.html' title='TEDTalks - Kathryn Schulz: On being wrong'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3521597019110633414</id><published>2011-04-29T11:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T15:48:22.911-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pistols'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='royal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save'/><title type='text'>Ironic Royal Wedding Street Party Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I figured there must be some street party footage online by now and this one made me chuckle, once I realized what tune was playing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qFm_FN6wvBw?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qFm_FN6wvBw?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-3521597019110633414?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3521597019110633414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=3521597019110633414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3521597019110633414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3521597019110633414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/ironic-royal-wedding-street-party-music.html' title='Ironic Royal Wedding Street Party Music'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3573884855837581698</id><published>2011-04-28T20:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T00:44:29.590-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='royal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>A Right Royal Knees Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I were  still living in the UK, I would probably be joining in whatever  festivities were going on locally, in celebration of today's Royal  Wedding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Maybe its because I'm a Londoner, (well... 1/4  Cockney, anyway!), but I always imagine that any "do" to do with the royal family always  ends up with a good old Cockney knees up. Some older male, possibly Prince Phillip, playing the upright piano whilst they're all singing in their London accents, (their RP accents are pure show, y'know! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;), about doing the Lambeth walk and how Mother Brown needs to keep her knees up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being ten years old, in 1981, the wedding of Prince Charles  &amp;amp; Lady Diana was a huge deal to me. Of course there was the  Queen's Silver Jubilee in 1977, but all I remember of that is a party at  school, certainly not the huge celebration we had around my  neighborhood. Part of the area I grew up in contained an old  limestone quarry, the floor of which had been grassed over. This was  known to all the residents as simply "The Green" and this is where we  had the big party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime after all  the pomp and circumstance and balcony waving was over on the tv, we all congregated on  "The Green", where I remember there was a vast spread of fare including  pop, bangers in buns, burgers, jelly and 'mange and fairy cakes,  although a lot of my time seemed to be taken up with "running around"  with kids I had only ever kind of known in  passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of the same, but different, to  the street parties for the Coronation of Queen Elizabeth II, in 1953, I  had seen on old newsreels, reenacted on various tv shows' story lines  and that I had heard of by way of stories from the older members of my  family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Prince William and Kate Middleton's wedding, there'll be no special parties or attention from me. Still, knowing they are likely to pop over to this blog, I should like to wish them a long, happy marriage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-3573884855837581698?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3573884855837581698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=3573884855837581698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3573884855837581698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3573884855837581698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/right-royal-knees-up.html' title='A Right Royal Knees Up!'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-1537852466911745978</id><published>2011-04-26T14:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T14:24:14.083-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adapt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='common'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugenics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intelligence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='measure'/><title type='text'>Why Judging Someone By IQ Score Alone Shows Lack Of Intelligence</title><content type='html'>As someone who considers himself to be intelligent, I find it irksome when people use IQ scores to denigrate or celebrate people.The IQ tests I've seen, used to measure IQ for consideration as to a person's possible entry into MENSA, all focus on logic and patterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1905 the initial Binet-Simon Test, the precursor to what we know as an IQ Test, was published by Alfred Binet and Théodore Simon. Monsieur Binet felt that his test should &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; be used to measure and compare people's intelligence because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...the scale, properly speaking, does not permit the measure of intelligence, because intellectual qualities are not superposable, and therefore cannot be measured as linear surfaces are measured."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Binet-Simon Test and the idea behind was bastardized during World War I when, in 1916, Lewis Terman, then a Professor of Educational Psychology at Stanford University, incorporated William Stern's concept of a person having an Intelligence Quotient. Terman's test, which he named the Stanford-Binet Intelligence Scale, then formed the basis for the modern IQ Test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his wartime studies, testing a large number of subjects, Terman concluded:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"High-grade or border-line deficiency… is very, very common among Spanish-Indian and Mexican families of the Southwest and also among negroes. Their dullness seems to be racial, or at least inherent in the family stocks from which they come… Children of this group should be segregated into separate classes… They cannot master abstractions but they can often be made into efficient workers… from a eugenic point of view they constitute a grave problem because of their unusually prolific breeding"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone who had already professed the belief that intelligence, or  lack thereof, was inherited, and who considered certain parts of society  as "a grave problem", it is hardly a shock to learn that Terman joined the Human Betterment Foundation, which championed the promotion and enforcement of compulsory sterilization laws in California.&amp;nbsp; Makes the IQ Test a shitty kind of thing to champion, in that circumstance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately educators, and society, then proceded to  take Terman's test and scale and use it as a measure of intelligence,  just as Binet had warned against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, intelligence is more than just how well one learns or can see patterns, it also encompasses a person's problem solving abilities, common sense and adaptability.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-1537852466911745978?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1537852466911745978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=1537852466911745978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1537852466911745978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1537852466911745978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-judging-someone-by-iq-score-shows.html' title='Why Judging Someone By IQ Score Alone Shows Lack Of Intelligence'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-868027039437750515</id><published>2011-04-24T10:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T14:30:07.270-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Rain, Rain, Go Away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Go to Mexico. Or Texas. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Courtesy of DS2, aged 7!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-868027039437750515?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/868027039437750515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=868027039437750515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/868027039437750515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/868027039437750515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/rain-rian-go-away.html' title='Rain, Rain, Go Away...'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3952976465524668928</id><published>2011-04-22T12:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:51:06.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Stop Spitting At Me Acceptance And Love In The Face Of Behavioral Defiance 02/15 by The Family Coach on Blog Talk Radio</title><content type='html'>    &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.adobe.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" name="33686" id="33686" height="105" width="210"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogtalkradio.com/btrplayer.swf?file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.blogtalkradio.com%2Fthe-family-coach%2F2011%2F02%2F15%2Fdr-lynne-weighs-in%2Fplaylist.xml&amp;autostart=false&amp;bufferlength=5&amp;volume=80&amp;corner=rounded&amp;callback=http://www.blogtalkradio.com/flashplayercallback.aspx"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.blogtalkradio.com/btrplayer.swf" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.blogtalkradio.com%2Fthe-family-coach%2F2011%2F02%2F15%2Fdr-lynne-weighs-in%2fplaylist.xml&amp;autostart=false&amp;shuffle=false&amp;callback=http://www.blogtalkradio.com/FlashPlayerCallback.aspx&amp;width=210&amp;height=105&amp;volume=80&amp;corner=rounded" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" wmode="transparent" menu="false" name="33686" id="33686" height="105" width="210"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 10px;text-align: center;width:220px;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; 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At that time we had FOUR weather alerts in effect:&lt;br /&gt;ALERT 1 - Area Flood Watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UNTIL 9:00AM EDT WEDNESDAY, APRIL 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;ALERT 2 - Flash Flood Warning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UNTIL 5:45AM EDT WEDNESDAY, APRIL 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;ALERT 3 - Tornado Watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UNTIL 5:00AM EDT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;ALERT 4 - Severe Thunderstorm Warning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UNTIL 2:00AM EDT WEDNESDAY, APRIL 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-9159713191398659879?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9159713191398659879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=9159713191398659879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/9159713191398659879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/9159713191398659879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-some-weather.html' title='We&amp;#39;re &amp;quot;Having Some Weather&amp;quot;!'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-5531856497275191276</id><published>2011-04-18T22:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:42:30.198-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama Tax Returns: President And First Lady Pulled in $1,728,096 In 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/267997/thumbs/s-OBAMA-TAXES-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/267997/thumbs/s-OBAMA-TAXES-large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They'd do better under the Fair Tax!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/04/18/barack-obama-tax-returns_n_850672.html"&gt;Read the Article at HuffingtonPost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-5531856497275191276?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5531856497275191276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=5531856497275191276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5531856497275191276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5531856497275191276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/obama-tax-returns-president-and-first.html' title='Obama Tax Returns: President And First Lady Pulled in $1,728,096 In 2010'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-7220354263713667419</id><published>2011-04-16T11:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T15:50:56.652-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeinasub'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimmyjohns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandwiches'/><title type='text'>Mmm... Jimmy John's...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We went to &lt;a href="http://www.jimmyjohns.com/"&gt;Jimmy John's Gourmet Sandwiches&lt;/a&gt; for subs, for last night's "Date Night". We perused &lt;a href="http://www.jimmyjohns.com/menu/menu.aspx"&gt;the menu&lt;/a&gt; and made our decisions: a "#15 Club Tuna", for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &amp;amp; a "#17 Ultimate Porker" for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a cold, which always affects my hearing a little, and the place was playing music kind of loud - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Egads! I'm getting old!&lt;/span&gt; - so when I tried to order DW's sandwich how she wanted it - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;w/o the cucumber &amp;amp; alfalfa sprouts and w/ whatever Italian dressing they have&lt;/span&gt; - instead we got her #15 w/o the undesired veggies and an extra "#9 Italian Night Club" sub!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered why we were presented w/ three subs and sat down a little perplexed. We instantly realized the mistake that had occurred, but decided to keep the sandwich. Our sandwiches were delish. I almost opened the third sandwich there and then, but we waited until we got home. Between arriving home and the DSs arriving we split the #9!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Their sandwiches are freaking awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So awesome, that I've been craving their subs ever since I finished last night's and now, I'm secretly hoping that when we go out w/ the iL's to eat today, we somehow end up @ Jimmy John's! *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... we're yet to be inspired to gt any Spring cleaning done, and Spring Break is upon us. Now I know what to do...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/imipMGwNxlM?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/imipMGwNxlM?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-7220354263713667419?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7220354263713667419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=7220354263713667419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/7220354263713667419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/7220354263713667419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/mmm-jimmy-john.html' title='Mmm... Jimmy John&amp;#39;s...'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-5689759787964013500</id><published>2011-04-14T21:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T03:16:16.401-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jft96'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ynwa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liverpool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillsborough'/><title type='text'>For The 96...</title><content type='html'>As you may, or may not know, I am a fan of three forms of football - football/soccer, rugby union and [American] football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite soccer team, for about 30 of the 39 years I have had the privilege to have been around this Earth, has always been Liverpool FC. Whilst still something of a powerhouse in British and European soccer, they aren't quite at the heights they were back then and, if I'm honest, I likely became a fan of theirs because they were the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... 15th April, 1989 was the FA Cup semi-final between Liverpool and Nottingham Forest FC, held at the neutral Hillsborough ground, of Sheffield Wednesday FC. It was during a time in football when hooliganism, though waning, was still rife, so when LFC supporters started pouring out over and through the fences and gates at the Leppings Lane end of the ground, slowly at first, and then in great numbers, the other fans in the ground and the viewers at home all initially thought that hooligans were about to spoil another football match. If only that were true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pPAD1Q2jzVI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pPAD1Q2jzVI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-5689759787964013500?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5689759787964013500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=5689759787964013500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5689759787964013500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5689759787964013500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/for-96.html' title='For The 96...'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-4658574853933635081</id><published>2011-04-10T13:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T13:25:47.776-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rollseyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspergers'/><title type='text'>Wall, Meet Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DS1 has been in a pissy mood all day. He just came back in from outside where, apparently, he had been running away. He came back because its sunny and hot and he wants it to be "cloudy and cool", except when its cloudy and cool he's the one stood on the porch yelling at the clouds to go away so the sun can come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in his illogical logic, apparently, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; am the one who is never satisfied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm complaining, though... he's only been in this mood since 8AM-ish and its only nine hours or so before he goes to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-4658574853933635081?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4658574853933635081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=4658574853933635081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4658574853933635081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4658574853933635081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/wall-meet-head.html' title='Wall, Meet Head'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-4821424525907111649</id><published>2011-04-10T12:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T14:16:16.202-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Eric Cantor: Debt Ceiling Vote Will Be 'Leverage Moment' For GOP Spending-Cut Demands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/265274/thumbs/s-CANTOR-large.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/265274/thumbs/s-CANTOR-large.jpg" style="cursor: pointer;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about this? Cut ALL the spending on EVERYTHING until expenditur&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;­e &amp;lt; income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to be an economist, a Washington analyst or even a frickin' genius...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/04/10/eric-cantor-debt-ceiling_n_847149.html"&gt;Read the Article at HuffingtonPost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-4821424525907111649?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4821424525907111649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=4821424525907111649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4821424525907111649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4821424525907111649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/eric-cantor-debt-ceiling-vote-will-be.html' title='Eric Cantor: Debt Ceiling Vote Will Be &amp;#39;Leverage Moment&amp;#39; For GOP Spending-Cut Demands'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-2774277115450869926</id><published>2011-04-03T21:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T01:33:43.741-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JohnTaylorGatto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1992'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keynote'/><title type='text'>Conference On Private Initiatives In Education - Keynote Speech by J. T. Gatto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;The government began to compel us all to send our children to school  in 1852 in the state of Massachusetts, and from that state the  compulsion spread south, west, and north. But did you know that in 1818,  34 years before compulsion laws began, Noah Webster estimated that over  5 MILLION copies of his Spelling Book had been sold? That's pretty good  in a population of under 20 million, don't you think? And every  purchase decision was made freely, by an individual or a family, and  there were no federal, state or city tabs to run bulk purchases on --  each decision was made privately, and in each somebody forked over some  cash to buy a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; That would seem to suggest that most folks don't have to be compelled to learn, they do it on their own, because they want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Here's another 5 million copy fact. Did you know that between 1813 and  1823, a fellow named Water Scott sold 5 million copies of his novels in  the United States? That would be about equal to a writer selling 60  million books today, but we all know that could never happen. The puzzle  becomes even denser when you pick up a Walter Scott novel and try to  read it. Let me quote from the opening of Quentin Durward, published in  1823, and read by a lot of kids back then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; "The latter part of the fifteenth century prepared a train of future  events that ended by raising France to that state of formidable power  which has ever since been the principal object of jealousy to the other  European nations. Before that period she had to struggle for her very  existence with the English, already possessed of her fairest provinces,  while the utmost exertions of the King, and the gallantry of her people,  could scarcely protect the remainder from a foreign yoke. Nor was this  her sole danger..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; That's pretty heady stuff, isn't it? I've never read an adequate  explanation in John Dewey how an unschooled agricultural mob could  manage such material, but I assure you the sales figures are accurate  and drawn from the research of a well-respected American historian,  Merle Curti. And remember, there was no compulsion then so the readers  had to pretty much want to tackle stuff like that in between plowing and  strangling the chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; It seems almost unfair to tell you that there was another writer beloved  of common Americans before we had government compulsion schools, but  there was; he was a man from upstate New York who sold millions and  millions of books, and who currently has a box-office bonanza movie on  the boards called "The Last of the Mohicans." His name was James  Fenimore Cooper and he wrote material like this for ignorant, unschooled  Americans:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; The incidents of this tale occurred between the years 1740 and 1745,  when the settled portions of the colony of New York were confined to the  four Atlantic counties, a narrow belt of country on each side of the  Hudson, extending from the mouth of the falls near its head, and to a  few advanced "neighborhoods" on the Mohawk and the Schoharie...A birds  eye view of the whole region east of the Mississippi must then have  offered one vast expanse of woods, relieved by a comparatively narrow  fringe of cultivation along the seas... In such a vast region of solemn  solitude..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Well, I'm sure you get the picture. Such attention to detail would take  an ambitious college professor to attend to these days, a mere lecturer  wouldn't have the span of attention for it. A transplanted Englishman,  John Bristed, wrote in 1818 that the mass of Americans excelled every  other people in the world in shrewdness of intellect, general  intelligence, versatility and readiness to experiment with untried  things. William Cobbett on his return to America in 1817 observed that  every farmer was a reader, unlike the European peasant. How on earth did  that come to pass and why isn't it true in our well-schooled era?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; You and I are confronted with a great mystery: we had a perfectly  literate country before 1852 when, for the first time, we got government  schooling shoved down our throats. How we achieved this amazing  literacy is wrapped up in the secret that reading, writing and numbers  are very easy to learn -- in spite of what you hear from the reading,  writing and number establishments. We aren't in the mess we're in today  because we don't know how to do things right, but because "we" don't  want to do them right. The incredibly profitable school enterprise has  deliberately selected a procedure of literacy acquisition which is  pedagogically bankrupt; thousands of years ago Socrates predicted this  would happen if men were paid for teaching. He said they would make what  is easy to learn seem difficult, and what is mastered rapidly they  would stretch out over a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; The first thing that an effective system of school choice would  demonstrate is that our children have been held captive by a method of  literacy transmission that ignores reality -- and makes a very large  fortune each year doing so. Eventually, with choice, the present system  would run head-on into efficient competition that would destroy it. That  would be inevitable because profitability would vanish once literacy is  managed correctly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Let me guide you to a few private businesses where literacy is managed  correctly right now -- at a fraction of the public school cost. Before I  do I want to caution you that the two places I'll cite use radically  different methods from each other, are based on radically different  theories -- but the outcome in both places is very impressive. We'll  start at 8801 Stenton Avenue in Philadelphia in a place called "The  Institutes for the Achievement of Human Potential" which has been  teaching babies to read, and teaching mothers t teach their own babies  to read, since shortly after the Second World War. Babies. By the time  these kids are 4 what they can do would cause you to think murderous  thoughts about your local government school. And what is diabolical is  that the kids have a great deal of fun learning. Study sessions only  last a few minutes, and the kids learn all the mathematical operations,  too, fluency in several languages -- and the violin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Well, don't believe me -- you have the address -- write them a letter  and go see for yourself. IAHP isn't going anywhere, it's been there for  decades. You might want to ask your local school superintendent why you  haven't heard of this place -- presuming you're as impressed as I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Place number two is 20 miles West of Boston, a few miles from Nathaniel  Hawthorne's famous Wayside Inn on the outskirts of Framingham. It's the  beautiful Sudbury Valley School, in the old Nathaniel Bowditch cottage,  which looks suspiciously like a mansion to 20th century eyes. A place  ringed about with handsome outbuildings, private lake, woods, and acres  and acres of magnificent grounds. This place is a private school, of  course, with a tuition of $3,500 a year -- about 63% cheaper than a New  York city public school seat costs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Sudbury teaches a lot of things, but two things it does not teach  anybody is reading and numbers -- and its kids range in age from 4 to  18!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Kids learn reading and calculation at Sudbury at many different ages  (but never as babies), but when they are ready to learn they teach  themselves. Every kid who has stayed for long at the school over the  past 25 years has learned to read and compute, about 2/3rds of them go  on to college without ever taking a standardized test or getting a  report card, and the school has never seen a case of dyslexia. They  don't even believe such a condition exists outside of a few physically  damaged kids and the fevered imaginations of compulsion school reading  specialists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; They don't teach reading and yet all the kids eventually learn to read  and even to like it? A frustrating puzzle for many observers, but no  more frustrating than trying to explain how Thomas Paine's Common Sense  sole 600,000 copies in the year 1776 to a nation of two and a half  million people, about 70% of whom were African slaves or indentured  servants. It just boggles the mind to see today's graduate students in  political science seminars wrestling with Paine (no pun intended) when  young farmers whizzed through it with exhilaration over 200 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; One final, more or less modern, example of how easy it is to learn to  read well -- is myself. In 1941 when I went to first grade in Swissvale,  Pennsylvania, a borough of Pittsburgh, at the age of 5, I could read  fluently. For the first 200 years of our history most schools wouldn't  accept children who couldn't read and count, so they must have learned  it where I learned it, and where the Human Potential Institute children  learn it -- at home. My first grade teacher, Miss Dane, came to our home  on Calumet Street shortly after the term began to protest, "Mrs.  Gatto," she said, "your son reads, I would guess, on the 6th Grade  level. He is ruining my class and I want you to make him shut up, keep  his hand down, and not answer any questions in class." How's that for  pedagogy? I loved Miss Dane who was a wonderful woman so I'm not telling  this story to insult her, just to give you something to think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; I suppose the skeptical among you are wondering who this miracle woman  was who taught me to read so well before I went to school at the age of  5? Well, her name was Frances "Bootie" Zimmer, and she graduated from  Monongahela High School in 1929, the same high school that Joe Montana,  the great San Francisco quarterback came out of about a half century  later. There wasn't enough money to send Bootie to college but nobody  despaired about that in those days because the country seemed to run  very well without college graduates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Did Bootie know some secret method of teaching that could have made her a  fortune if she turned professional? I don't think so. What she knew was  how to read to me every single day from the time I was 2 years old --  reach to me with me on her lap and her finger running under the words --  read tome from increasingly difficult stuff, none of which seemed hard  because I was having so much fun. She read real fairy tales, not  scientifically simplified ones; she read real history books and real  newspaper stories and real grown-up storybooks including some tales from  The Decameron. What she didn't read were scientific readers of any  sort, the books with 364-word sanitized vocabularies and a lot of  pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Well, there we have the raw material for a revolution: the Institutes  for the Achievement of Human Potential, the Sudbury valley School,  Frances "Bootie" Zimmer...these are important clues to how deep the mess  we are in really is, clues to what its nature is. Here is evidence that  we already possess the engineering know-how we need to revolutionize  schooling. And if you look closely, here too is a warning that the  trouble we are in is not what it appears to be (an avalanche of dumb  kids), but instead an avalanche of kids who have been deliberately  dumbed down by an industry that will not stop what it has been doing  just because it is killing us. When we consider the course 20th century  government schooling has taken deliberately it is clear we are in the  presence of no simple mistake in engineering but that of a powerful  ideological agenda, one so passionately and grimly held by its  proponents we might almost see it as a religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; To understand how this happened, a brief tour through history is  essential, otherwise you may continue to think that some tinkering or,  God forbid, some more money will cure the disease of bad schooling. Come  back with me then to 1812, when one of the founders of the immense  DuPont fortune, a man named Pierre DuPont deNemours, published a book  called Education in the United States. DuPont was many things but no one  knew him as a soft-hearted fellow used to flattering people, so we can  assign some credibility to his amazement at the phenomenal literacy he  saw all around him compared to the European models he was familiar with.  1812. Forty years in advance of the passage of our first government  compulsion school laws. Mr DuPont said that less than 4 people out of  every thousand in the new nation could not read and do numbers well. He  saw a world in which nearly every child was trained in argumentation  (the old fashioned term for "critical thinking'). How would that be  possible, do you suppose, without forced schooling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; And yet two decades later French aristocrat named deTocqueville wrote a  book that's still in print, Democracy in America, in which he  characterized us as the best educated people in history. And in 1838,  still 14 years before the militia began marching recalcitrant children  to school, another French aristocrat, Michael Chevalier, wrote a book  that ranked the American farmer with the immortals of history, a book  which said in effect that the farmer went into the field with his plow  in one hand and Descartes in the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; So from 1776, when Common Sense was selling up a storm to unschooled  colonists, until 1838, when farmers were observed reading Descartes, the  American people seemed to be doing fairly well for themselves  educationally, making their own education decisions, using, inventing,  or substituting for schooling -- as Ben Franklin did -- as best they saw  fit. Individuals made their own decisions, not government experts. this  was America, after all, not Prussian Germany.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; How on earth did they do it? Almost immediately after the effective  start-up of government factory schooling before the first world war it  was obvious to anyone who cared to look closely that literacy was not  what they were about, but that a redefinition of growing up was what was  afoot. Growing up was not to be a socialization of the future labor  force to suit some bureaucratic design determined by political experts.  As the earlier lightly schooled America had proven, competency was not a  scarce thing however you measured it - but the world of the government  monopoly school set out to make it so. But the earlier,  catch-as-catch-can entrepreneurial form of instruction offered abundant  choices of useful ways to grow up, useful ways to read, write and think.  Earlier schooling was about literacy, and that is why it succeeded.  Literacy isn't very difficult to learn when the child perceives that the  adults about him think that it's something important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; I want you to consider the frightening possibility that we are spending  far too much money on schooling, not too little, as schooling people  contend. I want you to consider that we have too many people employed in  interfering with the way children grow up -- and that all this money  and all these people, all the time we take out of children's lives and  away from their homes and families and neighborhoods and private  explorations -- gets in the way of education!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; That seems radical, I know. Surely in modern technological society it is  the quantity of schooling and the amount of money you spend on it that  buys value. Surely. And yet last year in St. Louis I heard a  vice-president of IBM tell an audience of people assembled to discuss  the process of redesigning teacher certification that in his opinion  this country became computer-literate by self-teaching, not through any  action of schools. He said 45 million people were comfortable with  computers who had learned through dozens of non-systematic strategies,  none of them very formal; if schools had pre-empted the right to teach  computer use we would be in a horrible mess right now instead of leading  the world in this literacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; MIT said a few years back that formal equipment seemed to play almost no  role at all in scientific discovery and that inventors presented with  state of the art equipment usually went sterile from then on! So MIT and  IBM, which are both tied to being judged on outcomes, think one way,  and compulsion schools which are tied to rhetoric about inputs, think  another. If you're input-paralyzed you tend to stare at your abstract  system when trouble arises, but if you care about results you tend to  look at what makes Joe do best and you don't make the mistake of  thinking that Joe is Sally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Now think about Sweden, a beautiful, healthy, prosperous and up-to-date  country with a spectacular reputation for quality in everything it  produces: Sixteen million people in a nation that makes its voice heard  all over the planet to such an extent that if you didn't know it was so  small you'd swear it must be a world power. It makes sense to think  their schools must have something to do about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Then what do you make of the fact that you can't go to school in Sweden  until you are 7 years old? The reason the unsentimental Swedes have  wiped out what would be first and second grades here, is that they don't  want to pay the large social bill that quickly comes due when boys and  girls are ripped away from their best teachers t home too early. Does  that sound radical, or is what we do the radical thing? It just isn't  worth the price, say the Swedes, to provide jobs for teachers and  therapists if the result is sick, incomplete kids who can't be put back  together again very easily. The entire Swedish school sequence isn't 12  years either -- it's 9. Less schooling, not more. The direct savings of  such a step in the U.S. would be 75-100 BILLION dollars, a lot of  unforeclosed home mortgages, a lot of time freed up with which to seek  an education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Who was it that decided to force your attention onto Japan instead of  Sweden? Japan with its long school year and state compulsion, instead of  Sweden with its short school year, short school sequence, and free  choice where your kid is schooled? Who decided you should know about  Japan, and not Hong Kong, an Asian neighbor with a short school year  that outperforms Japan across the board in math and science? Whose  interests are served by hiding that from you? Isn't that the question we  should be asking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; One of the principal reasons we got into the mess we're in is that we  allowed schooling to become a very profitable monopoly, guaranteed its  customers by the police power of the state. Systematic schooling  attracts increased investment only when it does poorly, and since there  are no penalties at all for such performance, the temptation not to do  well is overwhelming. IF that sounds like a shocking contention, it  derives from a conservative reality that school staffs, both line and  management, are involved in a guild system; in that ancient form of  association no single member is allowed to outperform any other member,  is allowed to advertise, or is allowed to introduce new technology or  improvise without the advance consent of the guild. Violation of these  precepts is severely sanctioned -- as Marva Collins, Jaime Escalante and  a large number of once-brilliant teachers found out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; The structure of American schooling, 20th century style, began in 1806  when Napoleon's amateur soldiers beat the professional soldiers of  Prussia at the battle of Jena. When your business is selling soldiers,  losing a battle like that is serious. Almost immediately afterwards a  German philosopher named Fichte delivered his famous "Address to the  German Nation" which became one of the most influential documents in  modern history. In effect he told the Prussian people that the party was  over, that the nation would have to shape up through a new Utopian  institution of forced schooling in which everyone would learn to take  orders. I don't know how much you know about Prussia, but it's  instructive to consider that Prussia began to police the female womb in  the year 1735, long before the French and Indian wars. In Prussia  unmarried women whose menses ceased had to register with the police.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; So the world got compulsion schooling at the end of a state bayonet for  the first time in human history; modern forced schooling started in  Prussia in 1819 with a clear vision of what centralized schools could  deliver:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; 1. Obedient soldiers to the Army.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; 2. Obedient workers to the mines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; 3. Well subordinated civil servants to government.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; 4. Well subordinated clerks to industry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; 5. Citizens who thought alike about major issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; School should create an artificial national consensus on matters which  had been worked out in advance by leading German families and the heads  of institutions. Schools should create unity among all the German  states, eventually unifying them into Greater Prussia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Prussian industry boomed from the beginning. She was successful in  warfare and her reputation in international affairs was very high.  Twenty six years after this form of schooling began the King of Prussia  was invited to North America to determine the boundary between the  United States and Canada. Thirty-three years after that fateful  invention of the central school institution, at the behest of Horace  Mann and many other leading citizens, we borrowed the style of Prussian  schooling as our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; You need to know this because over the first 50 years of our school  institution Prussian purpose -- which was to create a form of state  socialism -- gradually forced out traditional American purpose, which in  most minds was to prepare the individual to be self-reliant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; The Prussian purpose was collective, the American purpose, as it had  come down from history, was singular. In Prussia the purpose of the  Volksschule, which educated 92% of the children, was not intellectual  development at all, but socialization in obedience and subordination.  Thinking was left to the Real Schulen, in which 8% of the kids  participated. But for the great mass, intellectual development was  regarded with managerial horror, as something that caused armies to lose  battles. For Prussia the ideal model society was not intellectual  Greece or muscular Rome but solid, settled Egypt -- a pyramid of  subordination where only the top leadership understood the big picture.  Below this class were descending service classes, each larger than the  one directly above it, each knowing less than the one above it until at  the bottom almost nothing was known except how to do a small part of a  larger task only dimly understood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Prussia concocted a method based on complex fragmentations to ensure  that its school products would fit the grand social design. Some of this  method involved dividing whole ideas into school subjects, each further  divisible, some of it involved short periods punctuated by a horn so  that self-motivation in study would be muted by ceaseless interruptions.  There were many more techniques of training, of course, but all were  built around the premise that isolation from first-hand information, and  fragmentation of the abstract information presented by teachers, would  result in obedient and subordinate graduates, properly respectful of  arbitrary orders. "Lesser" men would be unable to interfere with policy  markers because, while they could still complain, they could not manage  sustained or comprehensive thought. Well-schooled children cannot think  critically, cannot argue effectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; One of the most interesting by-products of Prussian schooling turned out  to be the two most devastating wars of modern history. Let me cite two  German thinkers on that subject. Erich Maria Remarque, in his classic,  All Quiet on the Western Front tell us that the first world was was  caused by the tricks of schoolmasters, and the famous Protestant  theologian Dietrich Bonhoeffer said that the second world war was the  inevitable product of good schooling. It's important to underline that  Bonhoeffer meant that literally, not metaphorically -- schooling after  the Prussian fashion removes the ability of the mind to think for  itself. It teaches people to wait for a teacher to tell them what to do  and if what they have done is good or bad. Prussian teaching paralyzes  the moral will as well as the intellect. It's true that sometimes  well-schooled students sound smart, because they memorize many opinions  of great thinkers, but they actually are badly damaged because their own  ability to think is left rudimentary and undeveloped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; We got from the United States to Prussia and back because a small number  of very passionate ideological leaders visited Prussia in the first  half of the 19th century, fell in love with the order, obedience and  efficiency of its system, and relentlessly proseletyzed for a  translation of Prussian vision onto these shoes. If Prussia's ultimate  goal was the unification of Germany, our major goal, so these men  thought, was the unification of hordes of immigrant Catholics into a  national consensus based on a northern European cultural model. To do  that children would have to be removed from their parents and from  inappropriate cultural influence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; In this fashion compulsion schooling, a bad idea that had been around at  least since Plato's Republic, a bad idea that New England had tried to  enforcfe in 1650 without any success, was finally rammed home through  the Massachusetts legislature in 1852. It was, of course, the famous  "Know-Nothing" legislature that passed this law, a legislature that was  the leading edge of a famous secret society which flourished at that  time known as "The Order of the Star Spangled Banner", whose password  was the simple sentence, "I know nothing" -- hence the popular label  attached to the secret society's political arm, "The American Party".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Over the next 50 years state after state followed suit, ending schools  of choice and ceding the field to a new government monopoly. There was  one powerful exception to this -- the children who could afford to be  privately educated. They could avoid the American version of Volksschule  if their families were prosperous or canny enough to catch on to the  new game. By 1990 88% of all our children were being "public" schooled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Three major ideas were transferred almost intact from Prussia and slowly  worked into the final structure of our national schooling. Each of  these ideas had, of course, to overcome major resistance. This seldom  was done by direct confrontation but instead by a gradual process of  wearing away the opposition. It was not until the conclusion of the  first world war that the last avenue of escape from the trap was closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; The first of this triumvirate of Prussian principles was the very  sophisticated notion that State schooling did not exist to offer  intellectual training, but to condition children to obedience,  subordination and collective life. These social theorists included some  of the greatest minds in history, including the most influential  philosopher since Lord Bacon, Frederich Hegel. Each in his own way  taught that general intellectual development will make central political  control impossible, hence it is to be avoided. The will in children  must be broken in order to make them plastic material. If the will could  be broken all else would follow. Keep in mind that will-breaking was  the central logic of child-rearing among our own Puritan colonists and  you will see the natural affinity that existed between Prussian seeds  and Puritan soil. Will-breaking had been carefully studied from time to  time in European history, so to a leadership inclined that way, various  devices proven in action were available -- best known of these was the  English practice of "boarding-out" where children were sent to live with  and work for strangers at an early age -- the constant stress of  adapting to strange customs and practices usually produced a compliant,  surface personality, easily manageable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; In the Prussian system, imposed over 50 years by the new State Education  Departments, a Prussian management concept heretofore unknown in the  U.S. was adopted. Children were not to be taught to think, but to  memorize. They were to be discouraged from assuming responsibility for  each other, because that weakened the grasp of authority, and they were  to be intimidated away from the pursuit of their own natural interests  for the same reason. Henceforth, teachers would define what their  interests were. From this new logic of school management arose the need  to eliminate the familiar one-room schoolhouse, the main vehicle of  schooling during the first 40 years or so of the new government  monopoly. The on-room school invested too much responsibility in the  children themselves -- from such practices too much of the old,  self-reliant, neighborly ways would be preserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; The second important discovery of the Prussian method was that extreme  fragmentation of thinking into subjects, fixed time periods, sequences,  units, externally imposed questioning, etcetera would simplify the  problems of leadership. Thoughts broken into fragments could be managed  by a poorly trained, poorly paid teaching force; could be memorized even  by a moron who made the effort; and lent themselves to the appearance  of precision in testing and delivered beautiful distribution curves of  "achievement". This form is curriculum (suggested by machine operation)  was beginning to permeate Prussian factory operations, mining, and  military life. It brilliantly solved the historical dilemma of  leadership dependency on skilled craftsmen, too. A simplified workforce  could be replaced quickly without damage to production. Such a workplace  creates great psychological and social problems for the workers, true,  but worker welfare was not a factor in this scheme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; That we have created such a workforce in the United States through our  schools was never better illustrated than in the strike of the air  traffic controllers some year back. These supposedly "highly skilled"  men and women were replaced overnight without any increase in accidents  through the system. The social costs of such a system, in alcoholism,  suicide, broken homes, violence, despair, etcetera are not, as I  inferred earlier, factored into the balance sheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; The third premise of Prussian schooling is that the government is the  true parent of children -- the State is sovereign over the family. In  Western law that idea is known as the Parens Patriae power, I think, and  at the most extreme pole of this notion is the idea that biological  parents are really the enemies of their own children, not to be trusted.  You can see this philosophy at work in court decisions which rule that  parents need not be told when schools dispense condoms to their  children, or consulted when daughters seek abortion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; What is the evidence that a Prussian system of dumbing children down  took hold in American schools? Actually the evidence is overwhelming.  Thousands and thousands of young men from prominent American families  journeyed to Prussia and other parts f Germany during the 19th century  and brought home the PhD degree to a nation in which such a credential  was unknown. These men pre-empted the top positions in the academic  world, in corporate research, and in government, to the point where  opportunity was almost closed to those who had not studied in Germany,  or who were not the direct disciples of a German PhD, as John Dewey was  the disciple of G. Stanley Hall at Johns Hopkins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Virtually every single one of the founders of American schooling had  made the pilgrimage to Germany, and many of these men wrote widely  circulated reports praising the Teutonic methods. Horace Mann's famous  '7th Report" of 1844, still available in large libraries, was perhaps  the most important of these, but Calvin Stowe's report, and Dallas  Bache's report, Henry Dwight's report, and Henry Barnard's report, the  reports of Dr. Julius and Drs. Smith, Griscom and Woodbridge all sent  the same signal: Follow Germany.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; By 1889, a little over one hundred years ago, the crop was ready for  harvest. In that year the U.S. Commissioner of Education, William Torrey  Harris, assured a railroad magnate, Collis Huntington, that American  schools were "scientifically designed" to prevent "over-education" from  happening. Harris is dead now, so we can't ask him what he meant by  "over-education", but we can make a shrewd guess because Mr. Harris was  among the leading German scholars in the nation. The average American  would be content with his humble role in life, said the Commissioner,  because he would not be tempted to think about any other role. My guess  is that Harris meant he would not be able to think about any other role.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; In 1896 the famous John Dewey, then at the University of Chicago, said  that independent, self-reliant people were a counter-productive  anachronism in the collective society of the future. In modern society,  said Dewey, people would be defined by their associations -- the groups  they belonged to -- not by their own individual accomplishments. In such  a world people who read too well or too early are dangerous because  they become privately empowered, they know too much, and know hot to  find out what they don't know by themselves, without consulting experts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Dewey said the great mistake of traditional pedagogy was to make reading  and writing constitute the bulk of early schoolwork. He advocated that  the phonics method of teaching reading be abandoned and replaced by the  whole word method, not because the latter was more efficient (he  admitted it was less efficient) but because independent thinkers are  produced by hard books, thinkers who cannot be socialized very easily.  By socialization Dewey meant a program of social objectives administered  by the best social thinkers in government. This was a giant step on the  road to state socialism, the form pioneered in Prussia, and it is a  vision radical disconnected with the American past, its historic hopes  and dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Dewey's former professor and close friend, G. Stanley Hall, said this at  about the same time, "Reading should no longer be a fetish. Little  attention should be paid to reading." Hall was an important intermediary  in the birth of modern American systematic schooling, one of the three  men most responsible for building a gigantic administrative  infrastructure over the classroom. How enormous that structure really  became can only be understood by comparisons: New York State, for  instance, employs more school administrators than all of the European  Economic Community nations COMBINED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; G. Stanley Hall is a name to conjure with in many ways; he was the first  American PhD out of Wilhelm Wundt's psychometric laboratories in  Germany and subsequently a major eminence grise in the rise of American  behaviorism, as the American promoter who brought Sigmund Freud to the  United States to promote his theory that behavioral problems in later  life can be traced to bad parenting and alleviated by expert  interventions. Hall is also an important reason we have standardized  testing in our schools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; But back to Dewey. Learning to read too well, said Dewey, caused  children to turn inward and made them competitive and independent. The  phonics method of teaching reading provided no motives to follow a  teacher's lead for very long; it was selfish, even if it did work. It  only appealed to the intellectual aspect of our nature -- the desire to  get control of our own mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Reading, writing and arithmetic were not the purpose of this new form of  American schooling, a form which substituted memorization for thinking  and which we still have with us. In 1923 Dr. Cattell, of "The  Psychological Corporation", a private entity composed of the inner  circle of american schoolmen like John Dewey, announced the purpose of  schooling to its clientele who were expected to support its enterprises  in testing and teacher training. Dr. Cattell said this about the purpose  of government schooling in 1923: "The scientific control of conduct is  what schools are about. The scientific control of conduct is of greater  economic importance than the use of electricity or steel."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Once you think that the control of conduct is what schools are about,  the word "reform" takes on a very particular meaning. It means making  adjustments to the machine so that young subjects will not twist and  turn so, while their minds and bodies are being scientifically  controlled. Helping kids to use their minds better is beside the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Somewhere around the turn of the 20th century, making people dumb for  their own good became the point of our national forced schooling  exercise. If you find that hard to believe, use the evidence of your own  eyes and ears to confirm it. Do you think you can find a better way to  teach? You're right, of course you can --but not a better way to teach  obedience. Throughout the 19th century to a crescendo achieved at the  turn of the 20th century, a small band of very influential people,  substantially financed by money and ideas from the Rockefeller  foundations and the Carnegie foundations, introduced a system of state  socialism into our national education picture. Privately they had  determined that this was the best course for the American democracy and  with little wasted motion, and no public discussion, they pointed our  nation toward that end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Bertrand Russell once observed that American schooling was among the  most radical experiments in human history, that America was deliberately  denying its children the tools of critical thinking. When you want to  teach children to think you begin by treating them seriously when they  are little, giving them responsibilities, talking to them candidly,  providing privacy and solitude for them, making them readers and  thinkers of significant thoughts from the beginning. You keep the games  and songs and pretty colors in balance with the soberer purpose. That's  if you want to teach them to think. There is no evidence that has been a  State purpose since the start of compulsion schooling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; When Frederich Froebel, the inventor of kindergarten in 19th century  Germany fashioned his idea he did not have a "garden for children" in  mind, but a metaphor of teachers as gardeners and children as the  vegetables. Kindergarten was created to be, and was quietly celebrated  as, a way to break the influence of mothers on their children once and  for all. I note with interest the growth of day care in the U.S. and the  repeated urgings to extend school downward to include 4-year-olds. The  movement toward state socialism I've been speaking to you about today is  not some historical curiosity but a powerful dynamic force in the world  around us. It is fighting for its life against those forces which  would, through vouchers or tax credits, deprive it of financial  lifeblood, and it has countered this thrust with a demand for even more  control over children's lives, and even more money to pay for the  extended school day and year that its control requires. Herr Froebel  disliked his own family intensely, a fact that may be useful to you when  you come to regard the encroachment of school institutions on infancy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; A movement as visibly destructive to individuality, family and community  as government-system schooling has been might be expected to collapse  in the face of its dismal record, coupled with an increasingly  aggressive shake-down of the taxpayer, but this has not happened. The  explanation is largely found in the transformation of schooling from a  simple service to families and towns to an enormous, centralized  corporate enterprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; While this development has had a markedly adverse effect on people, and  on our democratic traditions, it has made schooling the single largest  employer in the United States, and the largest grantor of contracts,  next to the Defense Department. Both of these low-visibility phenomena  provide monopoly schooling with powerful political friends, publicists,  advocates and other useful allies from positions apparently outside the  loop until an analysis map of special interest is drawn. This is a large  part of the explanation why no amount of failure ever changes things in  schools, or changes them for very long. School people are in a position  to out-last any storm and to keep short-attention-span public scrutiny  thoroughly confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; An overview of the short history of this institution reveals as pattern  marked by intervals of public outrage, followed by enlargement of the  monopoly in every case. The net result of public alarm has been to  diminish worthwhile alternatives, surely the richest of all the ironies,  a cosmic reversal testifying to the secret systems of nourishment  available to schooling, exactly as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; After nearly 30 years spent inside a number of public schools, some  considered good and some bad, I feel certain that management cannot  clean its own house. The structure is too brilliantly designed to allow  that. It relentlessly marginalizes all significant change, or degrades  it, and no watchdog mechanism exists to effectively combat how that  happens -- nor is it possible, in my opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Teaching the way children learn involves a dynamic too complicated to  bureaucratize. Failure to see that simple truth, or our simple inability  to act upon it in a monopoly situation when it is seen, dooms all  in-system reform to trivialization. There are no incentives for the  "owners" of the structure to reform it, nor can there be without outside  competition. Indeed, I'm afraid that competition too tightly monitored  from a central point, as it would be in a national test situation (which  involves wildly incorrect assumptions about learning that are too  complicated to go into in this essay), will not touch the existing  monolith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; What is needed for several decades is the kind of wildly-swinging free  market we had at the beginning of our national history. It cannot be  overemphasized that nobody of theory exists to accurately define the way  children learn, or which learning is of most worth. By pretending the  existence of such we have cut ourselves off from the information and  innovation that only a real market can provide. Fortunately our national  situation has been so favorable, so dominant through most of our  history, that the margin of error afforded has been vast in a material  sense. We all eat whether we do this school thing right or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; But the future is not so clear. Perhaps materially a case can be made  that our position of advantage is too great at this point to squander,  but when we enter the arena of emotional capital, of simple satisfaction  with life and joy in living, our relative position has been slipping  for many years. That holds true whether we compare ourselves to certain  other nations or to standards we set for our own lives based on values,  traditions and myths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Violence, narcotic addictions, divorce, alcoholism, loneliness...all  these are but tangible measures of a poverty in education. Surely  schools, as the institutions monopolizing the day-times of childhood,  can be called to account for this. In a democracy the final judges  cannot be experts, but only the people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; And the courtroom of the people is the free market. Over 50 years ago my  mother, Bootie Zimmer, chose to teach me how to read. She had no  degrees, no government salary, no encouragement, yet her non-expert  choice has given me a wonderful and interesting life. I have never been a  public charge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Trust the people, give them choices, and the school nightmare will vanish in a generation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CONFERENCE ON PRIVATE INITIATIVES IN EDUCATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Indianapolis, Indiana November 13/14, 1992&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sponsored by: Educational Choice Charitable Trust, The Philanthropy  Roundtable, Texas Public Policy Foundation, and the State Policy  Network.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Attended by educators, legislators, corporate executives and other  interested parties from 25 states and the U.S. Department of Education,  Washington, D.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; KEYNOTE SPEECH: John Taylor Gatto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Author, Educator, Teacher of the Year (New York, 1989), Lecturer. &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-2774277115450869926?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2774277115450869926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=2774277115450869926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2774277115450869926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2774277115450869926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/conference-on-private-initiatives-in.html' title='Conference On Private Initiatives In Education - Keynote Speech by J. 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Gatto'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-1460086396085991789</id><published>2011-04-01T03:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T10:27:30.054-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unconstitutional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HCR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precedent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obamacare'/><title type='text'>A Legal View Of Health Insurance As Commerce</title><content type='html'>In an article published March 28, 2011 on The National Law Journal's website, Rob Natelson and David Kopel argue that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Under the Constitution, health insurance is a matter of state, not federal, jurisdiction. [...]the lower courts have relied on a single erroneous U.S. Supreme Court decision, &lt;/i&gt;U.S. v. South-Eastern Underwriters Association [1944]&lt;i&gt;. Since the case is standing precedent, lower courts must follow it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"[...]in the Constitution, "commerce" refers only to a particular subset of economic activity — primarily the buying and selling of goods by merchants. We know this from several studies of how the founding generation used the term."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The authors state that prior to this 1944 ruling, there were a number of cases that had set just the opposite precedent, including:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gibbons v. Ogden (1824); &amp;amp;;&lt;br /&gt;Paul vs. Virginia (1869).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, they conclude:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"[...]when the cases challenging the recent health care legislation reach the Supreme Court, the justices should begin by overruling that case."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The complete article can be found &lt;a href="http://www.law.com/jsp/nlj/PubArticleNLJ.jsp?id=1202487886015&amp;amp;Health_insurance_is_not_commerce"&gt;&lt;u&gt;here&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-1460086396085991789?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1460086396085991789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=1460086396085991789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1460086396085991789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1460086396085991789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/legal-view-of-health-insurance-as.html' title='A Legal View Of Health Insurance As Commerce'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-5858801124048803371</id><published>2011-03-28T03:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T03:13:32.185-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's more important - who you know or what you know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Depends on the situation!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dudgeoh?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me no questions, I&amp;#039;ll tell you no lies!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-5858801124048803371?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5858801124048803371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=5858801124048803371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5858801124048803371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5858801124048803371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-more-important-who-you-know-or.html' title='What&amp;#39;s more important - who you know or what you know?'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-1586102785289187287</id><published>2011-03-24T23:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T23:20:28.407-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lamb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welsh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Lamb Chops with Wine Sauteed Leek Sauce</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Description:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fairly simple little dish I came up with off the top of my head, for celebrating St. David's Day, (March 1). I wanted ingredients that were "Welsh" and ended up with lamb chops and leek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the lamb chops, I used two blade-cut shoulder chops, each about 0.4lb. For a side, we had boiled carrots and baby gold potatoes. The wine could be any good red wine, I suppose, but we happened to have Cab Sav on hand and it helped the sauce turn out deliciously sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 lamb chops, approx. 8 oz. each.&lt;br /&gt;Olive oil&lt;br /&gt;Salt&lt;br /&gt;Pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 c. chopped, rinsed leek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;⅓ c. - ½ c. Cabernet Sauvignon &lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Serves: 2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Directions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season both sides of the lamb chops with salt &amp;amp; pepper.&lt;br /&gt;Put a little olive oil in a frying or saute pan over a medium-low heat.&lt;br /&gt;When the oil is hot enough, gently lay in the chops.&lt;br /&gt;Cook until the meat reaches the desired doneness, flipping to ensure both sides are cooked.&lt;br /&gt;When cooked, place to one side to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without cleaning it, place the pan that the lamb was cooked in back onto the heat.&lt;br /&gt;Once the oil/fat is hot again, put the leek into the pan.&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkle with a big pinch of salt and saute until leek is soft.&lt;br /&gt;Add the small pat of butter and stir until melted.&lt;br /&gt;Pour in the wine to deglaze the pan.&lt;br /&gt;Cook a minute or two, just enough to reduce the sauce a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve the sauce drizzled over the meat and any side dishes served.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-1586102785289187287?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1586102785289187287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=1586102785289187287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1586102785289187287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1586102785289187287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/lamb-chops-with-wine-sauteed-leek-sauce.html' title='Lamb Chops with Wine Sauteed Leek Sauce'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-5730921366233389571</id><published>2011-03-21T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T15:14:44.491-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immigration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='citizenship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceremony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uscis'/><title type='text'>Sowing My Oath</title><content type='html'>My fellow immigrants and I, (forty people from twenty-three different countries), stand in a District Courtroom in Ohio and take the Oath Of Naturalization, becoming new citizens of the USA, March 17, 2011...&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/xR5Gt55I9fs/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xR5Gt55I9fs?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xR5Gt55I9fs?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-5730921366233389571?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5730921366233389571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=5730921366233389571' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5730921366233389571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5730921366233389571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/sowing-my-oath.html' title='Sowing My Oath'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-1906533795613103406</id><published>2011-03-14T03:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T03:05:33.572-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tigerblood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maybenot'/><title type='text'>Hmm... Maybe He's Not So Crazy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; "Who?" I hear you ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie Sheen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dudgeoh.multiply.com/journal/item/449/Wacky-n_Phoenix"&gt;Two years ago, I fell for that whole Joaquin Phoenix stunt&lt;/a&gt;, but this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This what?" you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" height="256" id="ordie_player_bfb12aea47" width="384"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=bfb12aea47"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" flashvars="key=bfb12aea47" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" name="ordie_player_bfb12aea47" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="256" width="384"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: x-small; margin-top: 0; text-align: left; width: 384px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/bfb12aea47/charlie-sheen-s-winning-recipes" title="from Charlie Sheen, Matt and Oz, lauren, Chris Henchy, dannyjelinek, PatB, Brian Lane, and FOD Team"&gt;Charlie Sheen's Winning Recipes&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/charlie_sheen"&gt;Charlie Sheen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the video via one of the "sites du jour" of DW &amp;amp; I, &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetworkhumor.com/"&gt;Food Network Humor&lt;/a&gt;, I started thinking, "This looks quite well scripted". It seemed plenty of Commentors had the same thought, as this was the first Comment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;cite class="fn"&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic;"&gt;This was funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m beginning to wonder how much of the craziness has been staged. It’s gotten him out of a TV show he appears to be bored with and has brought him loads of attention that could be parlayed into something else (like a movie?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-1906533795613103406?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1906533795613103406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=1906533795613103406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1906533795613103406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1906533795613103406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/hmm-maybe-hes-not-so-crazy.html' title='Hmm... Maybe He&apos;s Not So Crazy...'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-6637557141885640648</id><published>2011-03-12T10:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T12:35:30.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>[HuffPo Response] I Am Not a Muslim. I Am Not a Public Sector Worker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/255765/thumbs/s-WISCONSIN-PROTESTS-large.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/255765/thumbs/s-WISCONSIN-PROTESTS-large.jpg" style="cursor: pointer;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice piece, but a couple of points...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...or the right of the people peaceably to assemble..­."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...Stripp­ing public workers of their right to peaceably assemble as a union..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'm taking the words too literally, but very few protests, no matter the political persuasion­, are peaceable, with all the chanting, speakers with bullhorns or p.a. systems and the screaming at those protesting with an opposite view point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...Colonis­ts were protesting that, without their say-so, a tax was being levied on them to bail out the British East India Corporatio­n..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Isn't a union demanding higher and higher compensati­on packages for their members effectivel­y levying a tax (increase) on the tax-payers­, without their say so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/sally-kohn/i-am-not-a-muslim-i-am-no_b_834531.html"&gt;Read the Article at HuffingtonPost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-6637557141885640648?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6637557141885640648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=6637557141885640648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/6637557141885640648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/6637557141885640648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-not-muslim-i-am-not-public-sector.html' title='[HuffPo Response] I Am Not a Muslim. I Am Not a Public Sector Worker.'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-9060271684045592577</id><published>2011-03-11T14:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T14:20:26.799-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspergers'/><title type='text'>If They Only Read The Paperwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;DW and I were out earlier, when my phone rang. As usual, it not being a number I immediately recognized, I let it go to voice-mail, except the caller never left a message. A little while later, we got an email saying a voice-mail had been left on our home phone. I tried listening to the message online, but it wasn't working, so we headed home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Despite all the conjectures we had on the way, it turns out that it was DS1's teacher. She was calling because DS1 has been showing signs over the last couple of days of what I can only call the pre-meltdown stage of behavior - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talking low and quietly, turning red in the face, getting angry&lt;/span&gt;. Thankfully, no full-blown meltdown. Although this is something new for 3rd Grade, it is the kind of behavior that saw us start down this road, with Doctor visits, school board specialists, a diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome and an IEP, way back in Kindergarten.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Of course, I should not be shocked, surprised or disturbed by this lack of knowledge by his current teacher, as every year the teachers that are receiving him don't seem to bother reading any of the paperwork concerning him, or even discuss him and his needs at length, with his previous teacher and so we get this whole acclimatization period, to his personality. However, this year, the teacher seems to be even more clueless than usual - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come on... he's been in their class for six months now...&lt;/span&gt; - as beautifully illustrated at the Parent/Teacher Conference back in the Fall, when she mentioned that she "had heard of DS1" and expressed how she was surprised that he could even talk!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It could just be that it is all due to his schedule being a little off, as the specialist teacher he spends an hour or so with, each day, has been out all week due to a family illness. It could be a regression, as Wednesday evening saw him have a horrendous meltdown that resulted in a broken lamp and his screaming in such a manner that I expected SWAT to bust down the doors looking for the murder that was taking place - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a feeling most special needs parents can empathize with that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Instead of prompting me into action, by returning the call and/or dashing off to school, it’s just pissed me off royally. So, I'm sitting here, venting on a blog entry, waiting for the imminent end of the school day, at which point his teacher can have a word to me. As usual, I'll be cool and collected and be the concerned parent that I am, but one day, they're really going to catch me at the wrong time and I'm going to give my opinion of them with both barrels, metaphorically speaking.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And breathe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-9060271684045592577?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9060271684045592577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=9060271684045592577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/9060271684045592577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/9060271684045592577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-they-only-read-paperwork.html' title='If They Only Read The Paperwork'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-7318737898875867570</id><published>2011-03-10T10:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T05:33:41.286-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='usa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immigration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='citizenship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uscis'/><title type='text'>Today's Mail...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A credit card bill: blech...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An information card concerning the Antioch Writers' Workshop in July: unsolicited, due to my subscribing to Poet &amp;amp; Writers' Magazine, but not wholly unwelcome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A letter from USCIS: seems that by this time next week I'll officially be a citizen of the USA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-7318737898875867570?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7318737898875867570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=7318737898875867570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/7318737898875867570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/7318737898875867570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/today-mail.html' title='Today&apos;s Mail...'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-2149504178009144674</id><published>2011-03-05T13:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T01:59:18.093-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='republican'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democrat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='congress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veteran'/><title type='text'>Speaker Boehner Not Blocking Mr. Buckles' Laying In State (Politics)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="tweet-user-block-name"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thursday night I saw a tweet from&lt;i&gt;&lt;a class="tweet-user-block-screen-name user-profile-link" data-user-id="15368940" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/GottaLaff" title="GottaLaff"&gt; @GottaLaff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; that didn't sound quite right to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="tweet-row"&gt;&lt;div class="tweet-text tweet-text-large"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;@&lt;a class="  twitter-atreply" data-screen-name="KeithOlbermann" href="http://twitter.com/KeithOlbermann" rel="nofollow"&gt;KeithOlbermann&lt;/a&gt; @&lt;a class="  twitter-atreply" data-screen-name="DavidShuster" href="http://twitter.com/DavidShuster" rel="nofollow"&gt;DavidShuster&lt;/a&gt; John Boehner blocks Capitol Rotunda honor for the last WWI veteran &lt;a class="twitter-timeline-link" href="http://tinyurl.com/4e4rdmx" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/4e4rdmx&lt;/a&gt; @&lt;a class="  twitter-atreply" data-screen-name="maddow" href="http://twitter.com/maddow" rel="nofollow"&gt;maddow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, I followed the link and read her blog entry. I then followed the link back to &lt;a href="http://politicalticker.blogs.cnn.com/2011/03/03/boehner-rockefeller-at-odds-over-last-wwi-vets-tribute/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+rss%2Fcnn_politicalticker+%28Blog%3A+Political+Ticker%29"&gt;the original CNN article&lt;/a&gt; and there, I found these nuggets that had been conveniently ignored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;...on Thursday, [Senator] Rockefeller released a statement expressing  disappointment that the legislation had been blocked by House Speaker  John Boehner...&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What does this say about Senator Rockefeller? After all, he has only introduced some &lt;b&gt;Senate&lt;/b&gt; resolutions on the subject; why would he even think Speaker Boehner has anything to do with their (lack of) progress? Or does he think that the Senate Majority Leader is weak and "allowing" the Speaker  of the &lt;b&gt;House&lt;/b&gt; to interfere with &lt;b&gt;Senate&lt;/b&gt; business?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;aking separate searches using the search terms "rotunda" and "World War I", on &lt;a href="http://thomas.loc.gov/"&gt;the Library of Congress' THOMAS website&lt;/a&gt; shows a number of resolutions, in &lt;b&gt;both&lt;/b&gt; the House and Senate, calling for the use of the Rotunda for the laying in state of Mr. Buckles' and &lt;b&gt;all are in Committee&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"...[Speaker] Boehner &lt;b&gt;and Senate Majority Leader Reid&lt;/b&gt; decided that Arlington National Cemetery is a more appropriate venue..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I won't bother to keep an eye out for Gottalaff calling out Sen. Reid on his "blocking", too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"...[Boehner spokesman Michael] Steel added that they have not ruled out some sort of memorial at the Capitol."&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This got me to wonder if the use of the Rotunda for the  laying in state of the last surviving veteran of a war in which the  United States was involved, upon their passing, had any precedent. I  looked on Google, Wikipedia and through the supplied links for the  various Wikipedia entries and found:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lemuel Cook, of the Revolutionary War? &lt;i&gt;No.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hiram Cronk, War of 1812? His body displayed in the main lobby of New York City Hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Henry L. Riggs, Black Hawk War? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Owen Edgar, Mexican-American War? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Albert Woolson, American Civil War? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Frederick Fraske, The Indian Wars? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nathan Cook, The Spanish-American War? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I did look at some  of the other, but disputed, "last surviving veterans" for some of these  wars, but none of them appeared to have received the honor of being laid  in state at the Rotunda, either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So... 45 minutes worth of quick research and a tweet and blog that appears to be reporting news is shot out of the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've learned a valuable lesson from this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do some research before posting a blog entry you intend to present as fact &amp;amp;/or news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-2149504178009144674?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2149504178009144674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=2149504178009144674' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2149504178009144674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2149504178009144674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/speaker-boehner-not-blocking-mr-buckles.html' title='Speaker Boehner Not Blocking Mr. Buckles&apos; Laying In State (Politics)'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-7837376732146119809</id><published>2011-03-03T07:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T19:18:52.419-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TED'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kutcher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hack'/><title type='text'>Ashton Kutcher's Twitter Account Hacked At TED (SCREENSHOT)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/253282/thumbs/s-ASHTON-KUTCHER-TWITTER-HACKED-large.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/253282/thumbs/s-ASHTON-KUTCHER-TWITTER-HACKED-large.jpg" style="cursor: pointer;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those naysayers, I would respond that whilst Twitter is full of superfluou&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;­s tweets that are just people's microblog'&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;­s, (i.e. the ubiquitous "I'm having dinner" type of thing), it can also be a very useful tool. Important enough for oppressive regimes to block access to it, for a start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can also be a great crowd-sour&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;­cing tool. Through it I have gotten some entries in a published book, (David @Pogue's "The World...")&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;­, and regularly give/recei&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;­ve comfort/ad&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;­vice as a Special Needs parent through hashtag interactio&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;­n, (@TheCoffe&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;­eKlatch - #TCK).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there are others that could give more examples..&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;­.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the record I'm not a fan of Ashton Kutcher, nor someone who follows him on Twitter, but he does "get it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/03/02/ashton-kutcher-twitter-hacked_n_830619.html"&gt;Read the Article at HuffingtonPost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-7837376732146119809?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7837376732146119809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=7837376732146119809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/7837376732146119809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/7837376732146119809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/ashton-kutcher-twitter-account-hacked.html' title='Ashton Kutcher&apos;s Twitter Account Hacked At TED (SCREENSHOT)'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-2958239373334285964</id><published>2011-03-02T20:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T20:19:43.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Reasons You Don't Care About the Royal Wedding (and I Don't Either)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/251328/thumbs/s-WILLIAM-AND-KATE-SCHOLARSHIP-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/251328/thumbs/s-WILLIAM-AND-KATE-SCHOLARSHIP-large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Isn't it just a way to forget about one's troubles, and maybe even the troubles of the world, for a while? For me it equates to being about the same as having a few beers after work, or kicking back to watch House or American Idol, or pottering about out in the workshop or garden...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/keli-goff/royal-wedding-coverage_b_829491.html"&gt;Read the Article at HuffingtonPost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-2958239373334285964?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2958239373334285964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=2958239373334285964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2958239373334285964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2958239373334285964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/7-reasons-you-don-care-about-royal.html' title='7 Reasons You Don&amp;#39;t Care About the Royal Wedding (and I Don&amp;#39;t Either)'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-287195570575572600</id><published>2011-03-02T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T13:17:21.396-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immigration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='citizenship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uscis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview'/><title type='text'>The Trip Is Almost "Oath"er</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Monday saw my trip to the nearest USCIS office for my final interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, we were most stressed about the paperwork they asked me to provide, (birth certificates, marriage certificates, etc.). When my last letter, notifying me of the interview time/date, arrived, Kerry suggested I get on top of it all as soon as possible. Of course, I procrastinated and then we've had a couple of weeks of disruption w/ illnesses, but we arrived with all we needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive down, for me, went by quite quickly and without incident, which is remarkable considering I was answering questions from the &lt;a href="http://dudgeoh.multiply.com/journal/item/585/Questions_on_US_Civics_for_the_Naturalization_Test_"&gt;list of 100&lt;/a&gt; that DW was asking me, the traffic was heavy and we were driving into a major city at around Lunchtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time we didn't wander the city streets, as we knew where the nearest Starbucks was, so we got a coffee and a pastry before going to the USCIS office. We were there about 15/20 minutes before my interview's time. When the letters were eventually retrieved* from the tray that we had to deposit them into, it seemed to be no time before my name was called. Kerry wished me luck and I disappeared off into a back room for the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to present my passport and "green" card, stand and swear an oath to answer all questions truthfully and then I sat and the interview began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main part of the interview was the Officer going over the N-400 form I had completed, answering randomly selected questions and ensuring that the answers I gave in person weren't different to those I gave on the form. Without her asking for any of the corroborating paperwork, that part of the process was over and it was onto a part of the process I had completely forgotten about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was, believe it or not, to do a simple English test! And when I say simple, it was something the DSs probably could have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I had to read aloud a selected sentence:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we pay to the Government?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then had to write the response, that she told me to write:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We pay taxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously... &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; was the English test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the ten questions. The instructions were that she would read ten questions, until she got to the point that I had six correct answers. It took me six questions! First time I recall ever acing a test! *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I don't recall all six questions I was asked, except for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; What is freedom of religion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(The first question asked me and that which required the longest answer, which I gave as "The freedom to practice, or not practice, any religion that one wishes to follow").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the Constitution written?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(The fourth or fifth question and one we went over a few times on the drive to the appointment. Answer is 1787).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed a few places on the N-400 and left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked back into the waiting area with a smile and a "Ready to go?!" for DW, who gave me a hug back. As we hugged, I told her, with a momentary quiver in my voice, that we just wait now for the letter telling me when and where my Oath Ceremony takes place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;* For around ten minutes, there was no-one sat at the windows and the backroom area seemed silent. Luckily it was quiet, but still... no-one being there bugged me. I'm not a fan of bureaucracy...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-287195570575572600?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/287195570575572600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=287195570575572600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/287195570575572600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/287195570575572600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/trip-is-almost-oather.html' title='The Trip Is Almost &quot;Oath&quot;er'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-1182825974666211815</id><published>2011-03-02T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T13:24:18.880-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immigration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='citizenship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uscis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='civics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Questions &amp; Answers for the US Civics Section of the Naturalization Test</title><content type='html'>Here's the 100 civics questions in the booklet, Learn About The United States: Quick Civics Lessons for the New Naturalization Test, which was provided to me the last time I was at the USCIS office. At the interview for Citizenship, the applicant is asked 10 of these questions, chosen at random, of which they will need to answer 6 correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is the supreme law of the land?&lt;br /&gt;▪ the Constitution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What does the Constitution do?&lt;br /&gt;▪ sets up the government&lt;br /&gt;▪ defines the government&lt;br /&gt;▪ protects basic rights of Americans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The idea of self-government is in the first three words of the Constitution. What are these words?&lt;br /&gt;▪ We the People&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is an amendment?&lt;br /&gt;▪ a change to the Constitution&lt;br /&gt;▪ an addition to the Constitution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do we call the first ten amendments to the Constitution?&lt;br /&gt;▪ the Bill of Rights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is one right or freedom from the First Amendment?&lt;br /&gt;▪ speech&lt;br /&gt;▪ religion&lt;br /&gt;▪ assembly&lt;br /&gt;▪ press&lt;br /&gt;▪ petition the government&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How many amendments does the Constitution have?&lt;br /&gt;▪ twenty-seven 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What did the Declaration of Independence do?&lt;br /&gt;▪ announced our independence from Great Britain&lt;br /&gt;▪ declared our independence from Great Britain&lt;br /&gt;▪ said that the United States is free from Great Britain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are two rights in the Declaration of Independence?&lt;br /&gt;▪ life&lt;br /&gt;▪ liberty&lt;br /&gt;▪ pursuit of happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is freedom of religion?&lt;br /&gt;▪ You can practice any religion, or not practice a religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is the economic system in the United States?&lt;br /&gt;▪ capitalist economy&lt;br /&gt;▪ market economy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is the “rule of law”?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Everyone must follow the law.&lt;br /&gt;▪ Leaders must obey the law.&lt;br /&gt;▪ Government must obey the law.&lt;br /&gt;▪ No one is above the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Name one branch or part of the government.&lt;br /&gt;▪ Congress&lt;br /&gt;▪ legislative&lt;br /&gt;▪ President&lt;br /&gt;▪ executive&lt;br /&gt;▪ the courts&lt;br /&gt;▪ judicial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What stops one branch of government from becoming too powerful?&lt;br /&gt;▪ checks and balances&lt;br /&gt;▪ separation of powers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is in charge of the executive branch?&lt;br /&gt;▪ the President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who makes federal laws?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Congress&lt;br /&gt;▪ Senate and House of Representatives&lt;br /&gt;▪ U.S. or national legislature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What are the two parts of the U.S. Congress?&lt;br /&gt;▪ the Senate and House of Representatives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How many U.S. Senators are there?&lt;br /&gt;▪ one hundred 100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. We elect a U.S. Senator for how many years?&lt;br /&gt;▪ six 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who is one of your state’s U.S. Senators now?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Sen. Sherrod Brown&lt;br /&gt;▪ Sen. Rob Portman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. The House of Representatives has how many voting members?&lt;br /&gt;▪ four hundred thirty-five 435&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. We elect a U.S. Representative for how many years?&lt;br /&gt;▪ two 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Name your U.S. Representative.&lt;br /&gt;▪ Rep. Mike Turner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Who does a U.S. Senator represent?&lt;br /&gt;▪ all people of the state&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Why do some states have more Representatives than other states?&lt;br /&gt;▪ because of the state’s population&lt;br /&gt;▪ because they have more people&lt;br /&gt;▪ because some states have more people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. We elect a President for how many years?&lt;br /&gt;▪ four 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. In what month do we vote for President?&lt;br /&gt;▪ November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the name of the President of the United States now?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Barack Obama&lt;br /&gt;▪ Obama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is the name of the Vice President of the United States now?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Joseph R. Biden, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;▪ Joe Biden&lt;br /&gt;▪ Biden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. If the President can no longer serve, who becomes President?&lt;br /&gt;▪ the Vice President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. If both the President and the Vice President can no longer serve, who becomes President?&lt;br /&gt;▪ the Speaker of the House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Who is the Commander in Chief of the military?&lt;br /&gt;▪ the President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Who signs bills to become laws?&lt;br /&gt;▪ the President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Who vetoes bills?&lt;br /&gt;▪ the President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What does the President’s Cabinet do?&lt;br /&gt;▪ advises the President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What are two Cabinet-level positions?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Secretary of Agriculture&lt;br /&gt;▪ Secretary of Commerce&lt;br /&gt;▪ Secretary of Defense&lt;br /&gt;▪ Secretary of Education&lt;br /&gt;▪ Secretary of Energy&lt;br /&gt;▪ Secretary of Health and Human Services&lt;br /&gt;▪ Secretary of Homeland Security&lt;br /&gt;▪ Secretary of Housing and Urban Development&lt;br /&gt;▪ Secretary of the Interior&lt;br /&gt;▪ Secretary of Labor&lt;br /&gt;▪ Secretary of State&lt;br /&gt;▪ Secretary of Transportation&lt;br /&gt;▪ Secretary of the Treasury&lt;br /&gt;▪ Secretary of Veterans Affairs&lt;br /&gt;▪ Attorney General&lt;br /&gt;▪ Vice President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What does the judicial branch do?&lt;br /&gt;▪ reviews laws&lt;br /&gt;▪ explains laws&lt;br /&gt;▪ resolves disputes disagreements&lt;br /&gt;▪ decides if a law goes against the Constitution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What is the highest court in the United States?&lt;br /&gt;▪ the Supreme Court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. How many justices are on the Supreme Court?&lt;br /&gt;▪ nine 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Who is the Chief Justice of the United States now?&lt;br /&gt;▪ John Roberts John G. Roberts, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Under our Constitution, some powers belong to the federal government. What is one power of the federal government?&lt;br /&gt;▪ to print money&lt;br /&gt;▪ to declare war&lt;br /&gt;▪ to create an army&lt;br /&gt;▪ to make treaties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Under our Constitution, some powers belong to the states. What is one power of the states?&lt;br /&gt;▪ provide schooling and education&lt;br /&gt;▪ provide protection police&lt;br /&gt;▪ provide safety fire departments&lt;br /&gt;▪ give a driver’s license&lt;br /&gt;▪ approve zoning and land use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Who is the Governor of your state now?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Gov. John Kasich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What is the capital of your state?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Columbus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What are the two major political parties in the United States?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Democratic and Republican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What is the political party of the President now?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Democratic Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What is the name of the Speaker of the House of Representatives now?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Rep. John Boehner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. There are four amendments to the Constitution about who can vote. Describe one of them.&lt;br /&gt;▪ Citizens eighteen 18 and older can vote.&lt;br /&gt;▪ You don’t have to pay a poll tax to vote.&lt;br /&gt;▪ Any citizen can vote. Women and men can vote.&lt;br /&gt;▪ A male citizen of any race can vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What is one responsibility that is only for United States citizens?&lt;br /&gt;▪ serve on a jury&lt;br /&gt;▪ vote in a federal election&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Name one right only for United States citizens.&lt;br /&gt;▪ vote in a federal election&lt;br /&gt;▪ run for federal office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What are two rights of everyone living in the United States?&lt;br /&gt;▪ freedom of expression&lt;br /&gt;▪ freedom of speech&lt;br /&gt;▪ freedom of assembly&lt;br /&gt;▪ freedom to petition the government&lt;br /&gt;▪ freedom of worship&lt;br /&gt;▪ the right to bear arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. What do we show loyalty to when we say the Pledge of Allegiance?&lt;br /&gt;▪ the United States&lt;br /&gt;▪ the flag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What is one promise you make when you become a United States citizen?&lt;br /&gt;▪ give up loyalty to other countries&lt;br /&gt;▪ defend the Constitution and laws of the United States&lt;br /&gt;▪ obey the laws of the United States&lt;br /&gt;▪ serve in the U.S. military if needed&lt;br /&gt;▪ serve do important work for the nation if needed&lt;br /&gt;▪ be loyal to the United States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. How old do citizens have to be to vote for President?&lt;br /&gt;▪ eighteen 18 and older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. What are two ways that Americans can participate in their democracy?&lt;br /&gt;▪ vote&lt;br /&gt;▪ join a political party&lt;br /&gt;▪ help with a campaign&lt;br /&gt;▪ join a civic group&lt;br /&gt;▪ join a community group&lt;br /&gt;▪ give an elected official your opinion on an issue&lt;br /&gt;▪ call Senators and Representatives&lt;br /&gt;▪ publicly support or oppose an issue or policy&lt;br /&gt;▪ run for office&lt;br /&gt;▪ write to a newspaper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. When is the last day you can send in federal income tax forms?&lt;br /&gt;▪ April 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. When must all men register for the Selective Service?&lt;br /&gt;▪ at age eighteen 18&lt;br /&gt;▪ between eighteen 18 and twenty-six 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What is one reason colonists came to America?&lt;br /&gt;▪ freedom&lt;br /&gt;▪ political liberty&lt;br /&gt;▪ religious freedom&lt;br /&gt;▪ economic opportunity&lt;br /&gt;▪ practice their religion&lt;br /&gt;▪ escape persecution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Who lived in America before the Europeans arrived?&lt;br /&gt;▪ American Indians&lt;br /&gt;▪ Native Americans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What group of people was taken to America and sold as slaves?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Africans&lt;br /&gt;▪ people from Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Why did the colonists fight the British?&lt;br /&gt;▪ because of high taxes taxation without representation&lt;br /&gt;▪ because the British army stayed in their houses boarding, quartering&lt;br /&gt;▪ because they didn’t have self-government&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Who wrote the Declaration of Independence?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Thomas Jefferson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. When was the Declaration of Independence adopted?&lt;br /&gt;▪ July 4, 1776&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. There were 13 original states. Name three.&lt;br /&gt;▪ New Hampshire&lt;br /&gt;▪ Massachusetts&lt;br /&gt;▪ Rhode Island&lt;br /&gt;▪ Connecticut&lt;br /&gt;▪ New York&lt;br /&gt;▪ New Jersey&lt;br /&gt;▪ Pennsylvania&lt;br /&gt;▪ Delaware&lt;br /&gt;▪ Maryland&lt;br /&gt;▪ Virginia&lt;br /&gt;▪ North Carolina&lt;br /&gt;▪ South Carolina&lt;br /&gt;▪ Georgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. What happened at the Constitutional Convention?&lt;br /&gt;▪ The Constitution was written.&lt;br /&gt;▪ The Founding Fathers wrote the Constitution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. When was the Constitution written?&lt;br /&gt;▪ 1787&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. The Federalist Papers supported the passage of the U.S. Constitution. Name one of the writers.&lt;br /&gt;▪ James Madison&lt;br /&gt;▪ Alexander Hamilton&lt;br /&gt;▪ John Jay&lt;br /&gt;▪ Publius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. What is one thing Benjamin Franklin is famous for?&lt;br /&gt;▪ U.S. diplomat&lt;br /&gt;▪ oldest member of the Constitutional Convention&lt;br /&gt;▪ first Postmaster General of the United States&lt;br /&gt;▪ writer of “Poor Richard’s Almanac”&lt;br /&gt;▪ started the first free libraries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Who is the “Father of Our Country”?&lt;br /&gt;▪ George Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Who was the first President?&lt;br /&gt;▪ George Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. What territory did the United States buy from France in 1803?&lt;br /&gt;▪ the Louisiana Territory&lt;br /&gt;▪ Louisiana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Name one war fought by the United States in the 1800s.&lt;br /&gt;▪ War of 1812&lt;br /&gt;▪ Mexican-American War&lt;br /&gt;▪ Civil War&lt;br /&gt;▪ Spanish-American War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Name the U.S. war between the North and the South.&lt;br /&gt;▪ the Civil War&lt;br /&gt;▪ the War between the States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Name one problem that led to the Civil War.&lt;br /&gt;▪ slavery&lt;br /&gt;▪ economic reasons&lt;br /&gt;▪ states’ rights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. What was one important thing that Abraham Lincoln did?&lt;br /&gt;▪ freed the slaves Emancipation Proclamation&lt;br /&gt;▪ saved or preserved the Union&lt;br /&gt;▪ led the United States during the Civil War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. What did the Emancipation Proclamation do?&lt;br /&gt;▪ freed the slaves&lt;br /&gt;▪ freed slaves in the Confederacy&lt;br /&gt;▪ freed slaves in the Confederate states&lt;br /&gt;▪ freed slaves in most Southern states&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. What did Susan B. Anthony do?&lt;br /&gt;▪ fought for women’s rights&lt;br /&gt;▪ fought for civil rights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Name one war fought by the United States in the 1900s.&lt;br /&gt;▪ World War I&lt;br /&gt;▪ World War II&lt;br /&gt;▪ Korean War&lt;br /&gt;▪ Vietnam War&lt;br /&gt;▪ Persian Gulf War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Who was President during World War I?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Woodrow Wilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Who was President during the Great Depression and World War II?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Franklin Roosevelt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Who did the United States fight in World War II?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Japan, Germany, and Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Before he was President, Eisenhower was a general. What war was he in?&lt;br /&gt;▪ World War II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. During the Cold War, what was the main concern of the United States?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Communism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. What movement tried to end racial discrimination?&lt;br /&gt;▪ civil rights movement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. What did Martin Luther King, Jr. do?&lt;br /&gt;▪ fought for civil rights&lt;br /&gt;▪ worked for equality for all Americans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. What major event happened on September 11, 2001, in the United States?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Terrorists attacked the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Name one American Indian tribe in the United States.&lt;br /&gt;(The following are just a sampling of acceptable answers)&lt;br /&gt;▪ Cherokee&lt;br /&gt;▪ Navajo&lt;br /&gt;▪ Sioux&lt;br /&gt;▪ Chippewa&lt;br /&gt;▪ Choctaw&lt;br /&gt;▪ Pueblo&lt;br /&gt;▪ Apache&lt;br /&gt;▪ Iroquois&lt;br /&gt;▪ Creek&lt;br /&gt;▪ Blackfeet&lt;br /&gt;▪ Seminole&lt;br /&gt;▪ Cheyenne&lt;br /&gt;▪ Arawak&lt;br /&gt;▪ Shawnee&lt;br /&gt;▪ Mohegan&lt;br /&gt;▪ Huron&lt;br /&gt;▪ Oneida&lt;br /&gt;▪ Lakota&lt;br /&gt;▪ Crow&lt;br /&gt;▪ Teton&lt;br /&gt;▪ Hopi&lt;br /&gt;▪ Inuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Name one of the two longest rivers in the United States.&lt;br /&gt;▪ Missouri River&lt;br /&gt;▪ Mississippi River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. What ocean is on the West Coast of the United States?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Pacific Ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. What ocean is on the East Coast of the United States?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Atlantic Ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Name one U.S. territory.&lt;br /&gt;▪ Puerto Rico&lt;br /&gt;▪ U.S. Virgin Islands&lt;br /&gt;▪ American Samoa&lt;br /&gt;▪ Northern Mariana Islands&lt;br /&gt;▪ Guam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Name one state that borders Canada.&lt;br /&gt;▪ Maine&lt;br /&gt;▪ New Hampshire&lt;br /&gt;▪ Vermont&lt;br /&gt;▪ New York&lt;br /&gt;▪ Pennsylvania&lt;br /&gt;▪ Ohio&lt;br /&gt;▪ Michigan&lt;br /&gt;▪ Minnesota&lt;br /&gt;▪ North Dakota&lt;br /&gt;▪ Montana&lt;br /&gt;▪ Idaho&lt;br /&gt;▪ Washington&lt;br /&gt;▪ Alaska&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Name one state that borders Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;▪ California&lt;br /&gt;▪ Arizona&lt;br /&gt;▪ New Mexico&lt;br /&gt;▪ Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. What is the capital of the United States?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Washington, D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Where is the Statue of Liberty?&lt;br /&gt;▪ New York Harbor&lt;br /&gt;▪ Liberty Island&lt;br /&gt;[Also acceptable are New Jersey, near New York City, and on the Hudson River.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Why does the flag have 13 stripes?&lt;br /&gt;▪ because there were 13 original colonies&lt;br /&gt;▪ because the stripes represent the original colonies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Why does the flag have 50 stars?&lt;br /&gt;▪ because there is one star for each state&lt;br /&gt;▪ because each star represents a state&lt;br /&gt;▪ because there are 50 states&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. What is the name of the national anthem?&lt;br /&gt;▪ The Star-Spangled Banner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. When do we celebrate Independence Day?&lt;br /&gt;▪ July 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Name two national U.S. holidays.&lt;br /&gt;▪ New Year’s Day&lt;br /&gt;▪ Martin Luther King, Jr. Day&lt;br /&gt;▪ Presidents’ Day&lt;br /&gt;▪ Memorial Day&lt;br /&gt;▪ Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;▪ Labor Day&lt;br /&gt;▪ Columbus Day&lt;br /&gt;▪ Veterans Day&lt;br /&gt;▪ Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;▪ Christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-1182825974666211815?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1182825974666211815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=1182825974666211815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1182825974666211815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1182825974666211815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/questions-answers-for-us-civics-section.html' title='Questions &amp; Answers for the US Civics Section of the Naturalization Test'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-457663053189178968</id><published>2011-02-17T02:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T07:47:09.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alumin[i]um or Tin</title><content type='html'> &lt;font size="3"&gt;Crazy... ten years...! :)   &lt;/font&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-457663053189178968?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/457663053189178968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=457663053189178968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/457663053189178968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/457663053189178968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/aluminium-or-tin.html' title='Alumin[i]um or Tin'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-305769008942616358</id><published>2011-02-12T09:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T09:41:16.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Atlas Shrugged' Film, Adaptation Of Ayn Rand Book, Has First Trailer Released (VIDEO)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/247177/thumbs/s-ATLAS-SHRUGGED-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/247177/thumbs/s-ATLAS-SHRUGGED-large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Its being broken up and filmed in four parts, so probably as slow going as the book...! Also, I doubt it'll do that much business as it doesn't look to be that appealing outside of those wishing to espouse or decry Objectivis&lt;wbr/&gt;&amp;shy;m.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/02/12/atlas-shrugged-film-trail_n_822317.html"&gt;Read the Article at HuffingtonPost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-305769008942616358?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/305769008942616358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=305769008942616358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/305769008942616358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/305769008942616358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/shrugged-film-adaptation-of-ayn-rand.html' title='&amp;#39;Atlas Shrugged&amp;#39; Film, Adaptation Of Ayn Rand Book, Has First Trailer Released (VIDEO)'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-95837407170289525</id><published>2011-02-06T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T17:39:34.934-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garymoore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blues'/><title type='text'>R.I.P. Gary Moore</title><content type='html'>Sad, sad news today that guitarist Gary Moore passed away today, at 58.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being into rock music, I knew him primarily as one of the many guitarists with Thin Lizzy, and whose guitar sang on the collaboration with TL's lead singer, Phil Lynott on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Parisien Walkways&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Whilst he was in a number of bands over the years, from 1990 onwards he was, primarily a solo artist. I got to see him at St. David's Hall, in Cardiff, in 1990, as he embarked on his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still Got The Blues&lt;/span&gt; Tour. I can still remember, sitting in the fifth row, or so, in awe at the four huge banks of speakers. Whilst he played some of his more rocking tracks, mostly it was a night of some great "electric blues".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a later recording of the live version of the SGTB:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4O_YMLDvvnw?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4O_YMLDvvnw?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-95837407170289525?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/95837407170289525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=95837407170289525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/95837407170289525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/95837407170289525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/rip-gary-moore.html' title='R.I.P. Gary Moore'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3019441392724658604</id><published>2011-01-31T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T17:00:22.148-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheekyfuckers'/><title type='text'>I Know The Economy Is Bad But...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...trying to collect on a non-existent debt, for a credit card account that was closed at least five years ago...?!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-3019441392724658604?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3019441392724658604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=3019441392724658604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3019441392724658604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3019441392724658604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-know-economy-is-bad-but.html' title='I Know The Economy Is Bad But...'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-4933185782520182290</id><published>2011-01-31T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T09:34:16.793-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='samsung'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foundation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autism'/><title type='text'>Samsung (@Samsungtweets) and The Dan Marino Foundation (@DanMarinoFdtn) Team Up for Autism</title><content type='html'>Every FB share of &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/fYxHsJ"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt; nets $5 from Samsung for Team Up For Autism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you tweet, each (re)tweet w/ the hashtag of #TeamAutism also earns $5. The target is &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;$100k&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and, at the time of writing, the total is at &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;$80k&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samsung and The Dan Marino Foundation - Team Up for Autism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tBB8ToHuoCs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tBB8ToHuoCs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dan Marino Foundation - A Foundation Inspired by Family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NsQRS9TCk4c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NsQRS9TCk4c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-4933185782520182290?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4933185782520182290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=4933185782520182290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4933185782520182290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4933185782520182290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/samsung-and-dan-marino-foundation-team.html' title='Samsung (@Samsungtweets) and The Dan Marino Foundation (@DanMarinoFdtn) Team Up for Autism'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3572495028452319705</id><published>2011-01-24T02:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T02:13:47.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just An Old Draft I Wanted To Publish</title><content type='html'>My blogging has been reduced over the last year or two, maybe even three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In  fact I barely blog now. Some of it is because I  have been blogging  about the same things for a while, (basically "woe is me" kind of  stuff), and I sensed that my readers have gotten bored with  that kind  of post from me. Another reason is that I have split myself  in three!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  do use FaceBook quite a bit, as well as some rare  blogging/tweeting,  under my real name, but I try to restrict that  because I am always  concerned that potential employers Google every  candidate and I don't  want to look like an idiot, or too opinionated, or  whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  vast majority of my non-FaceBook online life goes on under my DudgeOH  pseudonym.&amp;nbsp; I tweet, blog, chat, FourSquare, leave comments, rate videos  on YouTube, etc., almost exclusively as this persona. Of the three,  this is the closest to the real me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's a  third persona I started a few years ago. Initially it was "super-secret"  as I felt I needed somewhere to be completely open and honest in my  comments, blogs, opinions, etc. About 18 months ago I scrubbed the blog  and started using it as my politically outspoken persona. Today, I  started erasing this persona's online presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...  my presence online as DudgeOH is changing as I will be amalgamating the  latter two personas. Not a lot will change on some sites, but I do plan  to change my blogging presence. right now, the vague notion is that I  will get my own domain name and start a more "professional" blogging  existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;9/29/10&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-3572495028452319705?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3572495028452319705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=3572495028452319705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3572495028452319705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3572495028452319705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-old-draft-i-wanted-to-publish.html' title='Just An Old Draft I Wanted To Publish'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-6643191411908510746</id><published>2011-01-21T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T17:16:40.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurry'/><title type='text'>Beating The Winter Blues</title><content type='html'>Fed up of the cold, snowy, miserable winter? Me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its time already to be in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hv4gYHlqTds?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hv4gYHlqTds?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... I really miss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NGC1UjVJ99I?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NGC1UjVJ99I?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I'll have to make do with some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7IlZiGXI36g?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7IlZiGXI36g?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-6643191411908510746?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6643191411908510746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=6643191411908510746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/6643191411908510746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/6643191411908510746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/beating-winter-blues.html' title='Beating The Winter Blues'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-5823206261119462535</id><published>2011-01-14T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T01:51:56.115-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skype'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='telephone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Part of this past Friday evening saw me sitting in a Home Depot parking lot, using my Skype app on my smartphone, talking with a bunch of my friends back in Wales, who were all in a pub celebrating my oldest friend's 40th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to speak to eight or ten of the group, in between the dropped signals (their end; they were sat in the bowels of the pub) and loud noise (again, their end; they'd been there for about four hours so were all well oiled!). I didn't once feel homesick, (still don't), even though I wished I could have been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdest thing, to me, was not the lack of comments about my accent, (Its been many years, more than ten in a couple of cases, since any of them had heard me speak), but how quickly I fell back into my old way of speaking - very easy and relaxed, with plenty of expletives! Like I was talking with some old mates, which was appropriate, really! *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-5823206261119462535?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5823206261119462535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=5823206261119462535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5823206261119462535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5823206261119462535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-1257474400827683330</id><published>2010-12-24T05:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T10:29:50.765-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='present'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustrating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>10:30AM And One Surprise Spoiled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; height: auto; margin: 0px; padding: 4px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;I woke up early this morning, (6:30AM), with the plan to sneak off to WalMart for a few random things, including bags for the kids' presents. So... I'm sneaking around, getting ready and am almost out the door when I realize I am missing my keys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;By 7AM I have given up looking and come online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;About quarter past DS1 comes strolling out of the bedroom, which is, in itself, astonishing, considering his sleeping pattern, (or lack of it, right now).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;He asks why I'm awake and when I get to the bit about missing keys, he tells me he knows where they are, and retrieves them from the only place I didn't look - the desk in the bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;I thank him, and carry on w/ email and FB games for a while, until he mentions he's hungry. And that he wants to go out to Staples for some ballpoints w/ erasable ink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;I formulate a plan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;We swing by the bank, hit Waffle House for a quick breakfast -&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;cinnamon raisin toast &amp;amp; coffee for me, sausage patty in a biscuit and sprite w/ vanilla for him&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- then off to Staples. We get the pens and I mention popping in WalMart, which is next door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;We're mooching around the store a little before I head to the area w/ the bird seed.  As the section is right there, I decide to have a look-see in the Christmas Store. All was fine until we're looking down the aisle w/ toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Now, ordinarily, I'd be preparing myself for a meltdown at this point, but DS1 had been in such a good mood, and with Christmas Day tomorrow, I figured I'd easily dissuade him from any purchases or meltdowns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;And then it happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Mighty Morphin Power Rangers Dino Megazord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;This damn toy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;DS1 has been on about it for months. I have spent hours looking in stores and at various websites trying to ding this damn thing and there it is. Mocking me. The Zord's face looking through the clear plastic with a mocking smirk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;You see, this time last week, the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers Dino Megazord I managed to find and get the winning bid on arrived in the mail, in its little square box, (it was an ex-display model, from a collector). $33, inc. shipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Store Zord? $24.95.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;DS1 is excited and my only plan that I could come up with was telling him the truth. On reflection, I could have bought it and just returned it some time, but I know how things work around here: we'd have ended up with two Zords.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;I still can't believe it was there... on the shelf...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Typical!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-1257474400827683330?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1257474400827683330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=1257474400827683330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1257474400827683330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1257474400827683330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/12/1030am-and-one-surprise-spoiled.html' title='10:30AM And One Surprise Spoiled'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-4954245278310086890</id><published>2010-12-17T10:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T10:48:01.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fox News Viewers Are The Most Misinformed: Study</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/108174/thumbs/s-FOX-NEWS-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/108174/thumbs/s-FOX-NEWS-large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Seems to me that anyone who only watches/li&lt;wbr/&gt;&amp;shy;stens/read&lt;wbr/&gt;&amp;shy;s only one news source is going to have a bias one way or another, as, imho, all the media outlets do any more is present an edited, biased view of the news instead of presenting the facts. Added to the blinkering is that most people only tune in at certain times, (i.e. when their favorite host is on), and think they are getting news, instead of the deliberate rantings of hosts whose diatribes and opinions are positioned only to increase their ratings.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/12/17/fox-news-viewers-are-the-_n_798146.html"&gt;Read the Article at HuffingtonPost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-4954245278310086890?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4954245278310086890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=4954245278310086890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4954245278310086890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4954245278310086890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/12/fox-news-viewers-are-most-misinformed.html' title='Fox News Viewers Are The Most Misinformed: Study'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-6239448466911810505</id><published>2010-11-01T12:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T16:42:35.877-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Communicate to Educate - Speak Out and Speak Loudly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; The Coffee Klatch (#TCK) will be running a 24 hour marathon &lt;all chat="" day="" on="" session=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://tweetchat.com/room/tck"&gt;Tweetchat&lt;/a&gt; session from 9AM EST 11/1 through to 9AM 11/2, (instead of the usual daily one hour block of chat). For this marathon, there will be guest moderators for each hour block of chat, and for the 6PM hour I get the chance to co-moderate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Klatch's FaceBook event page:&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you aware of what Autism is? 1 out of 110 kids are. Monday November 1st is a day of awareness for Autism. Some people will be shutting down their computers in an effort to express the frustration due to lack of communication skills by many on the spectrum. We commend their effort. Others, like The Coffee Klatch will be speaking out and speaking loudly in a 24 hour interactive forum on Twitter. The Event is called "Communicate to Educate - Speak out and Speak Loudly" The event is to be moderated by prominent people in the autism community who will be sharing their experiences, resources and incredible knowledge. We in the special needs community know to well the disorder known as Autism - it is those that do not that we hope will take a few minutes of their day and join us. With 1 in 110 kids diagnosed with Autism - almost every family will be impacted by the disorder with someone they know or love - come and be educated - meet some great people and say hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;all chat="" day="" on="" session=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Coffee Klatch is a virtual coffee break for parents of special needs children. The purpose of the group is to provide a support network and information, in order to help the parents make informed decisions for their special needs children, either through the experiences of the other attendees or through interviews with renowned experts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual chat schedule is Mon, Tue &amp;amp; Thu @ 9AM (Eastern) and Wed &amp;amp; Sun @ 9PM (Eastern).&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-6239448466911810505?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6239448466911810505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=6239448466911810505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/6239448466911810505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/6239448466911810505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/11/communicate-to-educate-speak-out-and.html' title='Communicate to Educate - Speak Out and Speak Loudly'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-1147135260984460962</id><published>2010-10-31T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T00:59:57.036-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movember'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10th'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40th'/><title type='text'>Hello November!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Busy month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;NaNoWriMo&lt;/a&gt;, (I'm a pantser, hoping to get into the quadruple figures this year);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.movember.com/"&gt;Movember&lt;/a&gt;, (though I cheat as I'm permanently mustachioed);&lt;br /&gt;1st 40th birthday in my clique of friends, (mines one of the last, in June);&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving, (mmm... turkey...);&lt;br /&gt;10th Anniversary of my coming to the USA, (can it really be that long)!&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-1147135260984460962?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1147135260984460962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=1147135260984460962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1147135260984460962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1147135260984460962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello-november.html' title='Hello November!'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-5326416051765521980</id><published>2010-10-11T10:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T10:45:57.945-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking Aerial Images Of The Foreclosure Crisis (PHOTOS)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/207443/thumbs/s-AERIAL-IMAGES-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/207443/thumbs/s-AERIAL-IMAGES-large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Some of these images, like driving through any new development, instantly bring the song "Little Boxes" to mind...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/10/07/images-of-the-foreclosure_n_754272.html"&gt;Read the Article at HuffingtonPost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-5326416051765521980?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5326416051765521980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=5326416051765521980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5326416051765521980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5326416051765521980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/10/shocking-aerial-images-of-foreclosure.html' title='Shocking Aerial Images Of The Foreclosure Crisis (PHOTOS)'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-1305631510330218176</id><published>2010-09-21T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T16:49:50.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Christmas 2010!</title><content type='html'>    &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.clocklink.com/clocks/9001e-blue.swf?TimeZone=EST&amp;Target=2010,12,25,00,00,00&amp;Title=Christmas%202010%3A&amp;Message=*s*&amp;" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="36" width="288"&gt;&lt;br&gt; 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As a Dad, I have absolutely no idea what this is a parody of, but it is funny!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fZa7hU6tP_s&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fZa7hU6tP_s&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-4917203925601255459?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4917203925601255459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=4917203925601255459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4917203925601255459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4917203925601255459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/09/dad-life.html' title='Dad Life'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-5187561226114349926</id><published>2010-09-19T03:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T03:52:23.226-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meandmyidiotideas'/><title type='text'>A Trip To The Toy Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I decided to torture myself today, by taking the DSs to Toys'R'Us to buy more crap toys, with the remainder of the cash they'd had for their birthdays, (they had already bought a LEGO Hero Factory figure each, back on their birthdays).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First part of the exasperation came when it took about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;two hours&lt;/span&gt; from the time I mentioned the plan to actually leaving the house. I mean... what kids take that long to go to a toy store, for Heaven's sake?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second exasperation came when DS1 decided to change his mind at the last minute and come along. This meant that I had to brace myself for the strong possibility of sibling tensions, but I figured the new toys would be a distraction from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... so naive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final(?) point of exasperation was that DS1 had a definite idea of what he wanted, DS2 did not, which I knew would be another potential catalyst for some kind of whining or tantrum by DS1 as he is about the most impatient person I have ever met, even more so once he has what he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we head straight for the Power Rangers action figures section, for DS1's toy of choice - a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Power-Ranger-Mighty-Morphin-Megazord/dp/B002S52UEE/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=toys-and-games&amp;amp;qid=1284866496&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Power Ranger Mighty Morphin Megazord&lt;/a&gt;, a toy he has been asking for for months. No luck. There's not even shelf space for it. Does DS1 want to try another store? Nope. He wants to stand there whining bitterly about it not being there, like I had called ahead and had them take all of these Megazord toys off the shelves and then decided to go look elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, the DSs and I spend over an hour wandering aimlessly about the store accompanied by tetchy arguments, whining and a constant changing of minds over what treasures we will be taking home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hour in, I tweet: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Waterboarding? Pah! Try taking my DSs to Toys'R'Us… I'm ready to confess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;" I swear to the Gods, if the authorities had turned up right there and then, I'd have confessed to anything they wished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;The man on the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dealey_Plaza#Grassy_knoll"&gt;grassy knoll&lt;/a&gt;? That was me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Where had I buried &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jimmy_hoffa" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Jimmy Hoffa&lt;/a&gt;? Gimme a map!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shergar" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Shergar&lt;/a&gt;? I keep him in the garage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments later, I have this conversation w/ DS1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DS1: Can I call this place The Store Of Doom*?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: If you like. Its most fitting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the mouths of babes...! *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, DS1 ended up with:&lt;br /&gt;a pack of colored chalks;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.lego.com/product/?p=7179&amp;amp;LangId=2057&amp;amp;ShipTo=US" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;LEGO Hero Factory "Dunkan Bulk" and "Vapor"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DS2 left the store with:&lt;br /&gt;an animated Spider-Man DVD;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3082742" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;a Ben 10 Omnitrix Illuminator&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.lego.com/product/?p=6745&amp;amp;LangId=2057&amp;amp;ShipTo=US" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;LEGO Creator Propeller Power&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* ____ Of Doom seems to be a theme of his lately. When we were eating out, later that afternoon, towards the end of the meal, he declared we were in the Restaurant Of Doom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-5187561226114349926?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5187561226114349926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=5187561226114349926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5187561226114349926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5187561226114349926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/09/trip-to-toy-store.html' title='A Trip To The Toy Store'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-2277910807419476491</id><published>2010-09-02T02:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:13:39.190-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quick test, as its been a while since I used Ping &amp;amp; i want to see where this turns up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-2277910807419476491?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2277910807419476491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=2277910807419476491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2277910807419476491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2277910807419476491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/09/quick-test-as-its-been-while-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-400193502257090569</id><published>2010-08-31T18:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:13:09.702-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='millionaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>The Top 10 YouTube Earners Ranked By TubeMogul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/196874/thumbs/s-TOP-YOUTUBE-EARNERS-large.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/196874/thumbs/s-TOP-YOUTUBE-EARNERS-large.jpg" style="cursor: pointer;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much more interesting than the Ashton Kutcher/CNN race to 1 million Followers on Twitter would be which/who will be the first account on YouTube to earn US$1 million in one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/08/30/top-youtube-earners-revea_n_698809.html"&gt;Read the Article at HuffingtonPost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-400193502257090569?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/400193502257090569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=400193502257090569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/400193502257090569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/400193502257090569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/top-10-youtube-earners-ranked-by.html' title='The Top 10 YouTube Earners Ranked By TubeMogul'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-7484742319609987815</id><published>2010-08-30T08:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:43:17.688-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tom jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bryn terfel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welsh'/><title type='text'>Two of Wales' Finest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pop meets classical when Tom Jones &amp;amp; Bryn Terfel perform "Green, Green Grass of Home" Live at "Star City Casino" in Sydney Australia 1990.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6pqh-HxmK_c?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6pqh-HxmK_c?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a particularly moving rendition of the song, but its a great song and I do like the banter at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-7484742319609987815?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7484742319609987815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=7484742319609987815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/7484742319609987815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/7484742319609987815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/two-of-wales-finest.html' title='Two of Wales&amp;#39; Finest'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-1465848595839413427</id><published>2010-08-23T00:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T00:51:09.103-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resigned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meltdown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>Dante Missed One.</title><content type='html'>If there is a Hell, then there is certainly one level or circle that is made up of children having a meltdown...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-1465848595839413427?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1465848595839413427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=1465848595839413427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1465848595839413427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1465848595839413427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/dante-missed-one.html' title='Dante Missed One.'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-7732754806038833720</id><published>2010-08-22T03:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T03:22:14.612-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='astronomy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bbc'/><title type='text'>RIP Jack Horkheimer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; When I heard the announcement of Mr Horkheimer's passing, on the NPR news this past Saturday afternoon, I immediately pulled over and IM'd Kerry. Like, I think, the vast majority of people, his show, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jack_Horkheimer"&gt;Jack Horkheimer: Star Gazer&lt;/a&gt;, was, much like that other great astronomy program, the BBC's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Sky_at_Night"&gt;The Sky At Night&lt;/a&gt;, never a show I made sure I caught, but it was one I would always watch with interest, should I happen to come across it, as whilst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have never been a student of astronomy, I have always loved the opportunity to look and learn a little about at the stars and celestial phenomena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two programs are very different: JH:SG is/was a weekly, short, (between one &amp;amp; five minutes), "here's what you'll see" show, whereas TSAN is a monthly, longer, (thirty minutes), more informative show. But there are also some similarities: both are long-running, (thirty-four and fifty-three years, respectively), both have only ever had one host and both use classical music intros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst TSAN uses "At the Castle Gate", from the incidental music to &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pell%C3%A9as_et_M%C3%A9lisande_%28Sibelius%29" title="Pelléas et Mélisande (Sibelius)"&gt;Pelléas et Mélisande&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jean_Sibelius" title="Jean Sibelius"&gt;Jean Sibelius&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KdgNEWDCE9U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KdgNEWDCE9U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...JH:SG uses &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isao_Tomita" title="Isao Tomita"&gt;Isao Tomita&lt;/a&gt;'s electronic rendition of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Claude_Debussy" title="Claude Debussy"&gt;Claude Debussy&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arabesques_%28Debussy%29" title="Arabesques (Debussy)"&gt;Arabesque No. 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, from his album &lt;i&gt;Snowflakes Are Dancing&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5iXLMEi4Kp0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5iXLMEi4Kp0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a final tribute, here is Mr Horkheimer's final broadcast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9kCZYVOSNw8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9kCZYVOSNw8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember: Keep looking up! *s* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-7732754806038833720?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7732754806038833720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=7732754806038833720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/7732754806038833720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/7732754806038833720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/rip-jack-horkheimer.html' title='RIP Jack Horkheimer'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-1729636639179106757</id><published>2010-08-18T14:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:12:14.158-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activity'/><title type='text'>Ice Cream... Yes... I do!</title><content type='html'>DS2 &amp;amp; I were out and about this afternoon and happened across an activity in one of the local parks, on making "Plastic Bag Ice Cream". When DS1 found out where we were he wanted to come, too, so we went home picked up the rest of the family and returned to the park. After about an hour there, he got a little mad that the activity was over, so we decided to make it at home. We stopped at the store for some rock salt on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the whining and cajoling that went on, on arriving home, he came out with &lt;a href="http://dudgeoh.multiply.com/notes/item/103"&gt;this gem&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a photo of the recipe, 'cos I'm too lazy to retype it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://twitpic.com/2fy629/full" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-1729636639179106757?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1729636639179106757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=1729636639179106757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1729636639179106757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1729636639179106757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/ice-cream-yes-i-do.html' title='Ice Cream... Yes... I do!'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-8144630429010802847</id><published>2010-08-13T17:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T17:31:28.778-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>The Final Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://free.timeanddate.com/countdown/i270ywn6/n805/cf110/cm0/cu4/ct0/cs0/ca0/co1/cr0/ss0/cac000/cpc000/pca0bfd5/tc66c/fs100/szw320/szh135/tatSchool%20starts%20in/tac000/tptSchool%20started/tpc000/iso2010-08-23T08:20:00/bas3" frameborder="0" width="322" height="137"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-8144630429010802847?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8144630429010802847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=8144630429010802847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/8144630429010802847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/8144630429010802847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/final-countdown.html' title='The Final Countdown'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-8908971851564450247</id><published>2010-08-13T05:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T10:51:35.007-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meteor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perseid'/><title type='text'>Trivial Perseids</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;About 10:00PM the DSs decide they want to go  outside and I took the opportunity to check out the night sky.   Even in our suburban setting, just an hour or so after sunset, we could  see a fair few stars, so I decided to put into action a plan I had  gotten into my head when I first learned of the imminent occurrence of  the annual display that is the Perseid Meteor  Shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, by 11:00PM we were out on the road.  First, we stopped at a gas station for a $20 top up for the van's gas tank and some  refreshments for those of us humans who also needed a little "gas" in our fuel tanks. After that we hit the  road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the shower's point of origin is in the NE  sky, and we live in the S of our Metro  Area, I headed for the area in the  countryside to the NE, but where the next town in that quadrant is far  enough away, and small enough so as to not  interfere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of thinking on, and planning out a  route, I just hit one of the small Interstates hereabouts, with a vague  sense of where I wanted to get to. I got the idea as I drove of the place I wanted to park - the parking lot of a popular farmer's market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I made a mistake concerning State Routes and, long story short, took a circular route to a spot that was second choice after missing my initial spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;With lots of creeks and rivers in this are, there was  plenty of eerie mist patches; the best one was where the mist was  actually about 6' off the road, so our lights reflected off the mist,  yet the road was clear. It was really cool when a vehicle came the other  way. Wish we could have got a picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway... an hour or so of driving found me at a spot that was pretty good.  Not perfect, but as good as anything I was going to find. I got out of the van and stood, looking at the sky. I was impressed with the amount of stars I could see. Unfortunately, despite looking steadily at the NE sky for about ten minutes, I saw no meteors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideally, I'd have sat out for an hour or so, but my passengers had shown their disinterest by staying in the van and were all ready to head back home, as my pulling over had roused them all from their slumbers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the drive home, DS2 suddenly yelled for us to stop. Was he dreaming? Was he about to throw up? Or in urgent need of the bathroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. He wanted to look at the stars! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*facepalm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may go out again tonight, but if I do, it'll be on my own and with a lot more planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-8908971851564450247?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8908971851564450247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=8908971851564450247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/8908971851564450247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/8908971851564450247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/trivial-perseids.html' title='Trivial Perseids'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3453513734343584402</id><published>2010-08-08T06:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:11:16.892-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picnic'/><title type='text'>Not A Yogi In Sight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Grandma/MiL organized a picnic on the fly for us all yesterday.  We haven't done a family picnic since DS2 was an infant!  Apart from an ever-grumpy FiL, and some major grumpiness from DS1 as we were leaving, it was a nice couple of hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;spent outside on a sunny, but not hot, summer's afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spread was a combo of chicken, sides and dessert from KFC, a bag of potato chips and sides, veggies for dipping and fruit prepped by MiL.  It was delish!  The location was a small city a few miles north of us to a pretty cool park that had plenty of play equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-3453513734343584402?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3453513734343584402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=3453513734343584402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3453513734343584402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3453513734343584402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/not-yogi-in-sight.html' title='Not A Yogi In Sight!'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3576431653253259596</id><published>2010-07-30T05:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:09:41.091-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='published'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collaboration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son'/><title type='text'>A Proud Son Moment, Thanks to @Pogue!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you're a long-time reader of my blogs, I'm sure you remember last year my excitement at being included &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;four times&lt;/span&gt; in the Twittersourced book "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/World-According-Twitter-David-Pogue/dp/1579128270"&gt;The World According to Twitter&lt;/a&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this week Kerry &amp;amp; I made some brief, passing comments about something we both read on Twitter.  Mum mentioned that she didn't get what Twitter was all about.  As Mum is on FaceBook, Kerry used the analogy of the FB Statuses, which seemed to get her to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then produce my copy of the book for her to peruse.  After a little while and plenty of chuckles and other quick comments, she declared she liked the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What did you think of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; contributions?", I asked, knowing full well that I hadn't disclosed my part in the book to her, other than a long forgotten photo on FB of the flyleaf w/ David Pogue's inscription.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pointed them out to her and she read them over again, as I remarked how chuffed I was that David had included &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;four&lt;/span&gt; of my responses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this morning, she handed me back the book to put away and asked if the book was still available, as she'd love to take it home to show the family.  I felt my halo shine and I reveled in a "proud son" moment... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-3576431653253259596?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3576431653253259596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=3576431653253259596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3576431653253259596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3576431653253259596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/07/proud-son-moment-thanks-to-pogue.html' title='A Proud Son Moment, Thanks to @Pogue!'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-4231013481429869317</id><published>2010-07-25T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T22:19:50.475-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visitor'/><title type='text'>Tucking Fired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The week's events are taking a toll on me.&amp;nbsp; When I  started writing this entry on Thursday morning, I had been up just a few  hours and had already nodded off a couple of times.&amp;nbsp; As I finished this  post on Friday, I found myself yawning, once more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been  cleaning every afternoon &amp;amp; early evening for almost a week, in  anticipation of Mum's visit, (she arrived, drama free, Wednesday  night).&amp;nbsp; Whilst we certainly haven't warranted inclusion in an episode  of "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hoarders" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Hoarders&lt;/a&gt;", we have been collecting copious amounts of mail and toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mail problem stems from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a fear of i.d. theft &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  FiL has instilled in Kerry &amp;amp; I&amp;nbsp; coupled with our natural  predisposition to procrastination, so rather than shredding junk mail  and old bills immediately, they have been collecting around the place  slowly.&amp;nbsp; I found our shredder and shredded some of the stuff as we were  cleaning, but it has been quicker just to bag it up ready for disposing  of in our new firepit, (obtained thanks to our bank's points rewards  program - I just need to make a stable, fire-proof space far enough from  the house for us to use it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also being careful to pick  up all the kids' LEGO pieces, so that we didn't vacuum up every small  piece that was lying around, which meant CSI-like examination of every  nook and cranny that the vacuum cleaner was poised to work its magic  upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday afternoon I made the executive decision that  we would stretch our resources with a trip to IKEA for a sofa-bed.&amp;nbsp; This  decision was based on the fact that it meant we could get away with  putting Mum up in the Living Room, leaving us in our bed, (in the past  we've bunked in with the kids whilst she had our bed), and one less room  to worry about cleaning up and the plan appears to be a good one.&amp;nbsp; So  far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, time was just not on our side and there were places  around the house that didn't get fully cleaned up before Mum's  arrival.&amp;nbsp; I keep promising myself I'll finish these areas, even with Mum  here, but I just haven't had the energy to, partly to the defective A/C  in the house keeping things in the 70's and partly thanks to taking  plenty of time after the boys have been falling asleep before retiring  myself, in the wee small hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To illustrate how tired I am, we  went out for a late Lunch, (which was actually Brunch), Thursday then to  the store for a few bits and bobs.&amp;nbsp; We got home around 6:30PM and I  decided to have a "quick nap".&amp;nbsp; I was woken up a little before 9PM by  Kerry, asking what my plan was for dinner.&amp;nbsp; We ended up going out to  eat, again. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to that we're driving around in 90+F weather  in a 'van w/, basically, no a/c and only one working front window, (I  got the shattered glass in the driver's door replaced the other week,  but it turns out the regulator arm was in two, so the glass place just  taped the closed), and you can imagine how hot &amp;amp; sweaty it can get  in there, especially for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here I am, blogging, emailing,  Tweeting, FaceBooking and generally surfing about the 'Net instead of  finishing the job of cleaning 'cos I just feel so knackered!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-4231013481429869317?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4231013481429869317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=4231013481429869317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4231013481429869317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4231013481429869317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/07/tucking-fired.html' title='Tucking Fired'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-8825072134188444046</id><published>2010-07-13T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T17:16:27.025-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live aid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='status quo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rockin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn I&apos;m getting old'/><title type='text'>Twenty-Five Years Ago Today...</title><content type='html'>The concert that opened with a most appropriate tune from Status Quo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H4tA2c2jKVo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H4tA2c2jKVo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-8825072134188444046?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8825072134188444046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=8825072134188444046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/8825072134188444046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/8825072134188444046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/07/twenty-five-years-ago-today.html' title='Twenty-Five Years Ago Today...'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-6323645711233437065</id><published>2010-07-10T02:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T06:22:24.015-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Dawn's MIssed</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;DS1's new meds are screwing with his sleep patter, making him nocturnal.  The past two nights I've been up with him, though tonight Kerry has spent all night awake too, and DS2 woke up around 2AM to join in the fun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think that tomorrow we should maybe pack some breakfast and go out to catch the sunrise on Sunday morning...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After missing a second sunrise in a row, realizing I had done so only after dawn had broken, appropriately, this is in my head:&lt;br&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WfBOrtK1sx4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1?color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WfBOrtK1sx4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1?color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-6323645711233437065?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6323645711233437065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=6323645711233437065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/6323645711233437065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/6323645711233437065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/07/two-dawn-missed.html' title='Two Dawn&amp;#39;s MIssed'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-6550640434353534104</id><published>2010-07-09T05:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:07:58.108-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring'/><title type='text'>What did you eat for breakfast today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I skipped it, this morning. I know... bad me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/dudgeoh?utm_medium=social&amp;amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me no questions, I'll tell you no lies!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-6550640434353534104?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6550640434353534104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=6550640434353534104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/6550640434353534104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/6550640434353534104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-did-you-eat-for-breakfast-today.html' title='What did you eat for breakfast today?'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-1618425374685327762</id><published>2010-07-09T05:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:07:47.863-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring'/><title type='text'>If you could be on one TV show which one would it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Holmes on Homes &amp;amp;/or This Old House, assuming I could get the $150k loan for the demolishing and rebuilding that would be required around here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/dudgeoh?utm_medium=social&amp;amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me no questions, I'll tell you no lies!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-1618425374685327762?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1618425374685327762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=1618425374685327762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1618425374685327762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1618425374685327762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-you-could-be-on-one-tv-show-which.html' title='If you could be on one TV show which one would it be?'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-6938553954409958128</id><published>2010-07-05T03:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T03:07:44.973-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspergers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medical'/><title type='text'>Turning Things Around?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Over the last few years, DS1's behavior has been quite disruptive, especially at home.&amp;nbsp; The current diagnosis is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asperger%27s_Syndrome" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Asperger's Syndrome&lt;/a&gt;, but with the way he has been behaving, it could easily be a handful of other diagnoses, (in my completely unqualified opinion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starting Down A Dreaded Path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the beginning of May, DW and I went for a consult w/ DS1's pediatrician.&amp;nbsp; Reluctantly we all agreed that trying to work through what was going on was just not working and medication was needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started w/ a small dosage of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vyvanse"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Vyvanse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, (the intention was to start @ 1x dosage, then ten days later go to 2x dosage and then to 3x dosage ten days after that).&amp;nbsp; It kind of helped, but when it wore off, the self control seemed to have disappeared.&amp;nbsp; After a few days and a couple of incidents resulting in broken items around the house we took him off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another side effect was lack of appetite.&amp;nbsp; It was so pronounced that even after just three days on the medication DS1 had shown some noticible weight loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second Shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The discussions in June's follow up visit, (this time DS1 accompanied us), resulted in a prescription for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ritalin"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Methylin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a generic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;version of Ritalin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I remembered seeing a program on PBS about over prescription of drugs for ADHD, especially Ritalin, and I expected it to zombify him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, we were supposed to follow the gradual increasing of dosages.&amp;nbsp; This time we made it into the 2x stage, but it soon stopped.&amp;nbsp; DS1 hates pills. a single pill was small enough for me to hide it in his breakfast granola bar.&amp;nbsp; Trying the same for two pills was soon rumbled!&amp;nbsp; Also, a side effect was an increase in what could be called "back-sassing" or "chopsiness", depending on which side of the Atlantic one resides.&amp;nbsp; It has been like living with some stereotypical moody teenager, even after he came off the meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Third Time's A Charm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week we had a third visit to the pediatrician.&amp;nbsp; After discussing June's results, the Dr. thought that maybe, instead of focusing on DS1's focus issues, we should look to medication for the outbursts.&amp;nbsp; After fully discussing all of the medication options available, we decided on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Intuniv" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Intuniv&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, (the 4th), was the second day of the course of Intuniv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typically, DS1 and DS2 end up, numerous times a day, arguing over something completely trivial, which quickly gets more and more heated, which is rapidly followed by fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, there was just one instance that came anything close to these situations.&amp;nbsp; One.&amp;nbsp; And even then, it just took a quick holler from me of "Hey guys... settle down" for it to all smooth over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent all of the day astounded at the peacefulness that had overcome DS2, watching as, time after time, situations arose that normally would have ended in a brawl between the DSs, yet they passed with the briefest of bad words, at the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing.&amp;nbsp; DW and I are already thinking that this is the med for the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the only noticible side effect is that DS1 fell soundly asleep at around 7:30PM; he had woken up around 9:30PM and he's still awake now, at 3:00AM.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; He's showing a little of that "old" grouchiness, but he's also looking tired, so... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*crosses fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-6938553954409958128?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6938553954409958128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=6938553954409958128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/6938553954409958128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/6938553954409958128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/07/turning-things-around.html' title='Turning Things Around?'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3931764758848360706</id><published>2010-06-24T08:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:06:46.897-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Ten Years Ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kerry and I just last week passed the tenth anniversary since we first met, which in true guy style, I only realized when it occurred to me that my impending birthday would also bring about the tenth anniversary of my one and only trip to the &lt;a href="http://dudgeoh.multiply.com/tag/glastonbury"&gt;Glastonbury Festival&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few people have wondered how we met, what with us living on separate sides of the Atlantic at the time and I don't think we've ever given the definitive answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... dear reader, you're using the medium right now to read this blog.  That's right: the internet.  We met through the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Personals on the now defunct &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Excite website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We exchanged a few emails in the few days before I left on my long weekend at Glasto.  Within a month we were IMing twice a day, and talking on the phone at weekends and the planning for me to visit Kerry in the US followed on soon after that.  And... here we are...!&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-3931764758848360706?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3931764758848360706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=3931764758848360706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3931764758848360706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3931764758848360706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/06/ten-years-ago.html' title='Ten Years Ago...'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-2191630850828483729</id><published>2010-06-23T21:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:05:34.424-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sallgood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rugby'/><title type='text'>Oi! Gerroff My Sport!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm amazed at how often these discussions of a sporting event seems to turn into "my sport's better than your sport" pissing match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up with soccer and rugby, found American football in my teens, and have been a player of rugby &amp;amp; football and it just bemuses me all this animosity towards other sports.  I am not a great fan of basketball, but I don't sit and pick it apart every time its mentioned in a blog, (not that it is, ever, afaik, by the people I follow, but you get my point!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, sports playing is different from spectating is different from seeing one or two matches.  I really dislike people who complain about a sport after watching one or two games and assume that is how all of a sport is played.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World Cup is a particularly good target, because of the nature of the first round.  Very few teams play attacking, open soccer from the get go because of the fear of losing a game in the Group Stage.  Why?  Well... think about everything that goes with getting to the tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First there are the two years or so of qualifying games. Then there's the weight of expectation: every national representative side knows that they have the hopes and dreams of their country's fans on their shoulders, whether they are the Faroe Islands, Brazil or China.  There are fans, I'm sure that go to every qualifying match and the tournament, cheering and urging their side on to victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to criticize soccer?  Pick a domestic team, (doesn't have to be the nearest one to you - I grew up near Cardiff, but support Liverpool F.C.), and follow them for at least one season.  And don't just follow your own team, watch matches, or highlight shows, of other teams/leagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also realize that a 1-0 or 0-0 scoreline can be more entertaining than a 5-4 game, and certainly more entertaining than a 10-0 blow out.  For some reason a lot of Americans use the lack of scoring as reason the game is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I only caught the last 25 minutes or so of the USA/Algeria game and, with the score at 0-0 it was anything but boring.  The USA were running at the Algerian defense, probing and trying for that go ahead goal, each run at the penalty box started anew the urging and the daring to believe that this time the ball was going to end up in the net.  Each Algerian counter attack also brought about a new set of thoughts and urgings - please let the defense hold, we can't go out on a lucky goal scored from a counter attack.  Each throw-in and corner, each clean tackle and foul, each goal kick and free kick, twisted the knife of hopes and dreams one way or another.  Had we not scored, the disappointment would have been immobilizing - as a Welsh rugby fan, I've been there many a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was we scored.  Oh, what a beautiful goal.  As the 'keeper reached the ball, our picture froze momentarily, making me think it was a save, but it came back, just as the ball hit the back of the net and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leapt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran through the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed our youngest son and raised him with a victorious cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back to my chair, sat down and the joy and relief was replaced with more tension...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we had needed that extra time added on for the goal, but now there was more than two minutes left of the original four.  Algeria got the ball and ran it down their left wing.  In my mind's eye the nightmare played out of a still celebratory USA side caught out of position and in an overly joyous mindset letting the Algerians walk in an easy equalizer.  I'd seen it before, I was sure, which made me sure it was about to happen again.  Then we got the ball back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"C'mon... c'mon..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I urged the time to elapse... the referee to "blow up".  And then he did!  The game was over.  We had won. We were through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I only started following the team of my adopted homeland these past couple of weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you who are reading this who dislike sports for whatever reason, it makes us fans feel like we belong.  Long ago our pack mentality ceased to be essential for our survival and sport has replaced it.  Our teams are our tribal champions and their fortunes effect us in profound ways.  Maybe this just means that us sports fans are a little more primitive, maybe even more instinctual, than non-fans. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-2191630850828483729?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2191630850828483729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=2191630850828483729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2191630850828483729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2191630850828483729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/06/oi-gerroff-my-sport.html' title='Oi! Gerroff My Sport!'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3397869040230517662</id><published>2010-06-23T19:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:04:31.141-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excellent'/><title type='text'>The Big 40 Is Looming Next Year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;has been tempered by the fact that this birthday has been, all-in-all, bloody great! *s*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched USA and England both win &amp;amp; progress to next stage in the World Cup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids were taken early afternoon by their grandparents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a celebratory dinner, we ended up at our local Smokey Bones Bar &amp;amp; Fire Grill franchise.  First time there, had a St. Louis Rib Combo w/ bbq brisket - delicious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert was a coffee and a piece of Lemon Cream Pie at my, (our?), favorite coffee shop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the in-Laws' for more cake, (Angel Food cupcakes w/ orange icing)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out, then napped a little, then hung out a little more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids, especially DS1, had a couple of "moments", but all-in-all they behaved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-3397869040230517662?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3397869040230517662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=3397869040230517662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3397869040230517662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3397869040230517662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-40-is-looming-next-year.html' title='The Big 40 Is Looming Next Year...'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3754326648958988260</id><published>2010-06-19T15:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T23:46:08.273-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misheard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>A Little Misheard Lyrics Levity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some will make you cry with laughter, some will make you go "Meh!", but all will make you mishear as you read the alternative lyrics and listen to the excerpt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tnlveKfDuyk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tnlveKfDuyk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tracks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celine Dion - My Heart Will Go On&lt;br /&gt;Robbie Williams - She's Madonna&lt;br /&gt;Vengaboys - We're Going To Ibiza&lt;br /&gt;Bryan Adams - Summer Of 69&lt;br /&gt;Anastacia - Paid My Dues&lt;br /&gt;Eiffel 65 - Blue (Da Ba Dee)&lt;br /&gt;Pink Floyd - Another Brick In The Wall&lt;br /&gt;Bon Jovi - Living On A Prayer&lt;br /&gt;Will Smith - Fresh Prince Of Bel Air&lt;br /&gt;Tina Dickow - On The Run&lt;br /&gt;Manfred Mann - Blinded By The Light&lt;br /&gt;Ray Jr. Parker - Ghostbusters&lt;br /&gt;Pat Benatar - Hit Me With Your Best Shot&lt;br /&gt;Nickelback - How You Remind Me&lt;br /&gt;Duffy - Mercy&lt;br /&gt;Led Zeppelin - Stairway To Heaven&lt;br /&gt;N-Trance - Stayin' Alive&lt;br /&gt;Shakira - Underneath Your Clothes&lt;br /&gt;Mariah Carey - Without You&lt;br /&gt;Lady Gaga - Just Dance&lt;br /&gt;Phil Collins - Easy Lover&lt;br /&gt;Pussycat Dolls - When I Grow Up&lt;br /&gt;Prodigy - Smack My Bitch Up&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles - 8 Days A Week&lt;br /&gt;Ac/Dc - Hard As A Rock&lt;br /&gt;Men Without Hats - Safety Dance&lt;br /&gt;Jimi Hendrix - Purple Haze&lt;br /&gt;Foo Fighters - My Hero&lt;br /&gt;Queen - Another One Bites The Dust&lt;br /&gt;Green Day - Jaded&lt;br /&gt;Toto - Africa&lt;br /&gt;Moody Blues - Question&lt;br /&gt;Agnes - Release Me&lt;br /&gt;Bette Midler - Beast Of Burden&lt;br /&gt;Joan Jett - I Love Rock And Roll&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Jam - Even Flow&lt;br /&gt;The Lonely Island Feat. T-Pain - I'm On A Boat&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears - You Want A Piece Of Me&lt;br /&gt;White Stripes - Blue Orchid&lt;br /&gt;Black Eyed Peas - Boom Boom Pow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-3754326648958988260?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3754326648958988260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=3754326648958988260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3754326648958988260'/><link rel='self' 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piece of clothing you still own and wear?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;A #Cardiff RFC replica #rugby jersey from the early 90's, though the cuffs have seen better days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/dudgeoh?utm_medium=social&amp;amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me no questions, I'll tell you no lies!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-2899145550602707279?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2899145550602707279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=2899145550602707279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-8850641404554795149</id><published>2010-06-17T00:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T23:45:06.853-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring'/><title type='text'>If you could change one thing that happened last year what would it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Getting "laid off".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/dudgeoh?utm_medium=social&amp;amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me no questions, I'll tell you no lies!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-8850641404554795149?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8850641404554795149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=8850641404554795149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/8850641404554795149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/8850641404554795149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-you-could-change-one-thing-that.html' title='If you could change one thing that happened last year what would it be?'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-5718355087787524150</id><published>2010-06-08T19:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T23:44:34.925-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><title type='text'>Wave Your Flag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes... it's time for one of those wonderful quadrennial sports event where, just for the briefest moments of time, the time it takes to watch athletes that mean something to us, competing, the stresses and worries of life within and without our own little ecosystem of family, friends and life in general, all fade away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sXlBSlyU8xY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sXlBSlyU8xY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally... I love them... which, considering my previous paragraph probably says a lot more about my dissatisfaction with aspects of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My earliest World Cup memory is of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Argentina '78&lt;/span&gt; and the collecting of the ubiquitous Panini sticker album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Espana '82&lt;/span&gt; I actually have a recollection of watching some games, as well as my first (and only!) proper piece of memorabilia - an England towel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mexico86&lt;/span&gt; needs just one name and one phrase: Maradona: Hand of God.&amp;nbsp; Looking back at video of both goals he scored in that fateful Quarter-Final game against England, it is just bizzare how one moment this man, the best player in the world at that time, is blatantly&amp;nbsp; cheating and then five minutes later he scores what is considered to be one of the best goals of all time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Italia '90&lt;/span&gt; was probably the World Cup I paid most attention to.&amp;nbsp; I clearly remember avidly completing my wall chart and loving the story behind Roger Milla, a 38 year old player who came out of retirement and back into the Cameroon national side after years away and who became one of the top scorers of the tournament.&amp;nbsp; He also ushered in the era of the elaborate goal celebration, with his crowd pleasing, corner flag dances after each successful strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once more, Wales had not made it to the tournament, (the last time was 1958), and by the latter stages only England remained of any British team in the tourney.&amp;nbsp; I can still feel the tension and pain of the semi-final with the emotionality of "Gaza's" tears, when England player Paul Gascoigne got a yellow card in his second game in a row, meaning he would have missed the Final, had his team made it, and a penalty shoot out loss against West Germany.&amp;nbsp; Other memories are Salvatore Scillaci being hailed as some kind of Italian hero and Pavarotti singing Nessun Dorma being heard everywhere, due to the BBC using it as their theme music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WorldCupUSA94&lt;/span&gt; holds very few memories... very hot temperatures during an Ireland match and something about Bulgaria, (on checking Wikipedia they made it to the semis, ousting Mexico &amp;amp; Germany on the way) is all that springs to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;France '98&lt;/span&gt; was the last WC I followed whilst in Britain.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately another unmemorable tourney, for me.&amp;nbsp; The only real memory I have is watching the final at a great party at a friend's house, with the game projected onto the wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2002 FIFA World Cup Korea Japan&lt;/span&gt; is another that holds no real memories for me other than being the first in which I had two teams to cheer on - USA &amp;amp; England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deutschland 2006&lt;/span&gt;... the memories of... er... Zidane's antics making it all over the 'net. Oh, and the USA failing to make it out of the Group Stage, despite a 1-1 draw with Italy in a very nasty game that saw them finish playing 9 men against Italy's 10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;South Africa 2010&lt;/span&gt;... who knows?!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;England and USA are in the same Group in this tournament and theirs is the fifth match of the tournament, and the first of their Group on June 12th.&amp;nbsp; Also, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have a wall chart winging its way to me and a 6 year old who has some interest in soccer, with who I look forward to enjoying watching some games on tv with and I bet we'll be waving our flags...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DV8HpCCI3L0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DV8HpCCI3L0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the English/Spanish version of K'Naan's "Wavin' Flag (Celebration Mix)" featuring Spanish singer David Bisbal.&amp;nbsp; There are many different versions of this Celebration Mix out there, with singers of different languages dueting with K'naan, but of all the one's I've seen on YouTube, this is my favorite, due in part to the enthusiasm that the Spaniards have for "The Beautiful Game" that Sr. Bisbal seems to put across in his singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-5718355087787524150?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5718355087787524150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=5718355087787524150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5718355087787524150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5718355087787524150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/06/wave-your-flag.html' title='Wave Your Flag...'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-7997487667865028270</id><published>2010-06-03T03:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T07:36:08.298-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewelltosanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Can You Buy Vallium Online?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 of Summer Vacation and DS1 wakes us up before 7, (I have the feeling he's been up a lot longer), with his yelling &amp;amp; whining about a First Grade Math book to do "homework".  During the school year (Second Grade) we had to drag his butt out of bed in the mornings and then cajole, bribe and manipulate him into doing any homework, of which he despised the Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, he then gets pissy when bleary eyed and utterly bamboozled Kerry &amp;amp; I are like "What? Seriously?".  To put a cherry on the icing of this little irony cake, he then doesn't want to know two minutes later when, by some miracle, I actually find the book he wanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad that we only have to endure this kind of mind-bending craziness until &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the last week in August!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-7997487667865028270?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7997487667865028270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=7997487667865028270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/7997487667865028270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/7997487667865028270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/06/can-you-buy-vallium-online.html' title='Can You Buy Vallium Online?!'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-2986544228717382060</id><published>2010-06-01T14:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T18:47:10.287-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tmi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceremony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exhausting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><title type='text'>My Long, Long Day Hasn't Finished...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;... and I'm about to go on a burger run to Wendy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing this morning, we had DS2's graduation from Kindergarten ceremony, (he was out of the cap &amp;amp; gown before we got a chance to get any decent pics). He has now finished for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was a run to the grocery store w/ DS2 in tow.  Had my first bite to eat here, when getting a sample of the lunch meats we were purchasing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had barely been home before it was time to go back to school for DS1's class to be a part of the Grades 1 through 4 awards program. DS1 was all grouchy when his class arrive in the Auditeria, (their school's combination cafeteria and auditorium).  As well as getting some serious "grouchies" in the afternoons, these last few weeks, apparently he is getting bugged by some of his classmates.  Add to that the fact the h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e was a annoyed that he was not going to Art class until  after the ceremony and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;his routine was being disrupted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat with us and was quite grumpy and restless, though the former eased a little, before his class' turn.  He was one of those in his class receiving an award, (in fact he got two!), and as soon as his class' awards were over, he got real restless again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ceremony he returned to class and we went for a drive for the 40 minutes before we had to pick him up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school we had a follow up appointment w/ DS1's pediatrician.  DS1 came with us, DS2 w/ his grandparents.  after that, we dropped him off at our place, where he spent an hour or so w/ the Grandparents and DS2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;whilst Kerry &amp;amp; I went to get his prescription filled  and managed to grab a coffee and sandwich as we waited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On arriving back home I've taken a time out, (longer than I anticipated), to play a few games, check some email, return a tweet and write this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now... a bathroom break then off to Wendy's, accompanied by DS2, carrying a long list of requests from the DSs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All on four hours sleep, max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-2986544228717382060?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2986544228717382060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=2986544228717382060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2986544228717382060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2986544228717382060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-long-long-day-hasn-finished.html' title='My Long, Long Day Hasn&apos;t Finished...'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-5907629698421045584</id><published>2010-05-28T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T23:02:53.790-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='networking'/><title type='text'>International Stereotypical Social Networking Day</title><content type='html'>When? July 20, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Where? Your social network&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In whatever social media you use, everyone should embrace the stereotypical misconceptions of social networking by those who denounce the use of such websites and services as Twitter, FaceBook, etc., without actually trying them for a protracted length of time, if at all, by announcing the banal and boring activities they do during the day, (e.g. "I'm eating lunch" or "Brushing my teeth before bed")!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw... a better name/acronym is required.&amp;nbsp; Please Comment with your suggestion(s) below or at the original place of posting, &lt;a href="http://dudgeoh.multiply.com/calendar/item/10038/International_Stereotypical_Social_Networking_Day"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, (pop over there to see what suggestions, if any, have been made already).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-5907629698421045584?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5907629698421045584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=5907629698421045584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5907629698421045584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5907629698421045584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/05/international-stereotypical-social.html' title='International Stereotypical Social Networking Day'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-4599225069001539889</id><published>2010-05-27T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T00:05:59.337-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ducttape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insulation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a/c'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='landscaping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handyman'/><title type='text'>Cool For Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uJ2cEc_TCH8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uJ2cEc_TCH8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Right at the end of last Summer the AC wasn't cooling as well as it could.  I investigated and found that the pipe carrying cold air in from the condenser had lost a lot of it's foam insulation and was collecting ice! I had planned to re-insulate the whole length, about 4' in a "C" shape, last year, but the foam insulation I bought was too big and it took me until today to get the right size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dudgeoh.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/149"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignleftb" src="http://images.dudgeoh.multiply.com/image/2jgYwOw7oRIoF+-wIoNbpg/photos/1M/300x300/149/Reinsulated-AC-27May10-2.jpg?et=2FLYIF9ACbhz5eXVhVlY3w&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... at around midday today, in 90F sunny weather I replaced the foam.  As the grass around that area was particularly long, I also spent time clearing a space around the paver that I intend to edge properly and then fill with stones or bricks/cobbles and some concrete.  We actually have an area to the right of this photo, which is behind the back door, that seems to be a bed of small stones.  I've been planning to concrete it, too, (DS2 loves to toss around the pea-sized stones), so I might just dig up a little more turf and use the stone/concrete mix to expand the "patio" area!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-4599225069001539889?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4599225069001539889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=4599225069001539889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4599225069001539889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4599225069001539889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/05/cool-for-cats.html' title='Cool For Cats'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3264232454352904972</id><published>2010-05-15T07:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T11:25:40.131-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coming out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexuality'/><title type='text'>SI Article on Gareth Thomas And Coming Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/vault/article/magazine/MAG1168953/1/index.htm"&gt;Here's an excellent article&lt;/a&gt; about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gareth_Thomas_%28rugby_player%29"&gt;Gareth Thomas&lt;/a&gt; that not only shows the inner torment that I imagine a lot of gay people go through, but also demonstrates to those who are gay that the majority of people really are unconcerned with their sexuality and are intelligent and sensitive enough to be supportive of those who come out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-3264232454352904972?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3264232454352904972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=3264232454352904972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3264232454352904972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3264232454352904972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/05/si-article-on-gareth-thomas-and-coming.html' title='SI Article on Gareth Thomas And Coming Out'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3726843500272092206</id><published>2010-05-12T04:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T23:41:35.456-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Finally Got The Veg Beds Built</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dudgeoh.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/145"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://images.dudgeoh.multiply.com/image/07orGQTOx1jPvEDLgrPRZg/photos/1M/300x300/145/Raised-Beds-May-2010-1.jpg?et=Cg8xn3IW3GocKOpiwx%2CVDw&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first raised bed I put in, over the bed we had already dug.  Although I had them on hand, I didn't use the carpenter's square and spirit level and it worked out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dudgeoh.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/146"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://images.dudgeoh.multiply.com/image/N3+hEZ9F4YgSKlrUTGAO7w/photos/1M/300x300/146/Raised-Beds-May-2010-2.jpg?et=B6h3IUv1H1nk4bG9TNQ%2CMw&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was rushing to have the second and third beds done before the kids were home from school and for the second bed, this resulted in some very askew joinery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dudgeoh.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/147"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://images.dudgeoh.multiply.com/image/+cYcAfkGAUwLT0phleaTBw/photos/1M/300x300/147/Raised-Beds-May-2010-3.jpg?et=m7ZZUu59dVjX%2Cii0BzEMYA&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For the third bed the rushing resulted in a rather lop-sided bed.  The middle bed is actually the on that is way out of whack, as the first and third beds are, comparatively, in line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-3726843500272092206?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3726843500272092206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=3726843500272092206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3726843500272092206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3726843500272092206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally-got-veg-beds-built.html' title='Finally Got The Veg Beds Built'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-4821785609239703752</id><published>2010-05-11T05:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T09:53:33.793-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selfindulgence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='underqualified'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>Would You Like Fries With That?</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;Nothing can makes you feel more old &amp; useless than seeing advertisements for jobs that you know you could do no problem, only to get to the qualifications part of the description to see you are painfully under qualified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would laugh, but it's not even funny.  It seems like every job that actually might pay anything approaching a decent wage requires a Bachelor's and without one, and with Unemployment about to run out, I know that in the current job market I'm doomed to be working in a place that pays minimum wage, which I don't think is likely to do more than keep some food on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-4821785609239703752?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4821785609239703752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=4821785609239703752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4821785609239703752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4821785609239703752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/05/would-you-like-fries-with-that.html' title='Would You Like Fries With That?'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-719259839927840929</id><published>2010-04-28T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T17:12:12.388-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='usa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='network'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sevens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rugby'/><title type='text'>USA Collegiate 7's on NBC on June 5th</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Au67zdNqOQU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Au67zdNqOQU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been approached by, or received any compensation from, any of the entities related to this television broadcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-719259839927840929?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/719259839927840929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=719259839927840929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/719259839927840929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/719259839927840929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/04/usa-collegiate-7-on-nbc-on-june-5th.html' title='USA Collegiate 7&amp;#39;s on NBC on June 5th'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3057785315920250240</id><published>2010-04-07T14:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T22:26:35.806-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctorwho'/><title type='text'>Please.... No Spoilers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="190"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.bbcamerica.com/media/doctor-who/countdown/doctorwhowidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="350" width="190"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-3057785315920250240?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3057785315920250240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=3057785315920250240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3057785315920250240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3057785315920250240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/04/please-no-spoilers.html' title='Please.... No Spoilers!'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3765142155859444719</id><published>2010-03-16T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T08:56:40.865-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wild'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fields'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='athenry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patrick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='molly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malone'/><title type='text'>For St. Patrick's Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I missed the opportunity to regale you with videos of Welsh songs for St. David's Day, back on the 1st of March, but thanks to my wife's Irish ancestry and the way St. Patrick's Day is celebrated here, I have the excuse to make that up some, and present a few vids from the other branch of the Celtic family tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get some vids, I went to YouTube and threw "irish" in the search box.  One of the first entries was a video for "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Fields_of_Athenry"&gt;The Fields Of Athenry&lt;/a&gt;".  It's quite a sad song, but for some reason I couldn't get it out of my head, and I've now stayed up way too late watching dozens of versions, from aunts and uncles congregated in a kitchen singing "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Fields_of_Athenry#Republican_version"&gt;the Republican version&lt;/a&gt;", through amateur soloists and groups, via choirs and rugby crowds all the way to professionals, such as this version by Paddy Reilly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3cc1zViuQ7Q&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3cc1zViuQ7Q&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that depressing tune, we'll liven things up a little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Fiffin Market's, (now called Lexington Field, apparently!), modern take on "Molly Malone", (which seems to be one of those songs known by all rugby fans, regardless of nationality!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZYSbMKjBC8o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZYSbMKjBC8o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to finish off a more traditional version of a traditional Irish song, it's The Dubliners with "The Wild Rover":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/siQtzrI5w88&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/siQtzrI5w88&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-3765142155859444719?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3104537509801712548</id><published>2010-02-17T19:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T12:24:30.266-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ninth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><title type='text'>Couple of "Choons"!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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allowfullscreen="true" height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our 9th Anniversary! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-3104537509801712548?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3104537509801712548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=3104537509801712548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3104537509801712548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3104537509801712548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/02/couple-of-choons.html' title='Couple of &quot;Choons&quot;!'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-5531017135165127894</id><published>2010-02-13T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T15:54:56.447-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardtoread'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='email'/><title type='text'>IRREVOCABLE RELEASE OF YOUR PAYMENT VIA CONSIGNMENT BOX</title><content type='html'>UNITED NATIONS (IMF ASSISTED PROGRAMME)&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTORATE OF INTERNATIONAL PAYMENT  AND TRANSFERS,&lt;br /&gt;WIRE TRANSFER/AUDIT UNIT Our Ref: WB/NF/UN/XX029&lt;br /&gt;(United  Nation) Human Right Activist Dept&lt;br /&gt;On Debts Reconciliation On Foreign Payment  Matters, &lt;br /&gt;Unit B1, 50 Bank Street London E14 5NS,&lt;br /&gt;London, United Kingdom.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUB: IRREVOCABLE RELEASE OF YOUR PAYMENT VIA CONSIGNMENT BOX.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention: Beneficiary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Mr. Kenneth Thomas, the newly  appointed national security adviser to the United Nation Owed Debts Payment  Recovery Commission Representative, here in London United Kingdom. I am  delighted whole heartedly to inform you that the contract/Inheritance and Lotto   panel and unclaimed fund which is seating in London, United Kingdom territory  just released your name among the presently approved beneficiaries to benefit  from the diplomatic immunity payment. This panel was primarily delegated to  investigate and to genuinely manipulated all debts and claims as it has eaten  deep into the economy of the Great Britain-London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we wish to  bring to your urgent notice that your payment profile is still reflecting in our  central computer as unclaimed fund Emanated from Bank In Africa and Europe  in  my department where i work to the (UN) office while auditing was going on today.  Your file was forwarded to my office by the chief auditors as unclaimed fund. At  this moment, I wish to use this medium to inform you that for the time being the  Great Britain-London has stopped further payment through bank to bank transfer  which you were previously having with the Authority from the Originated country  where your fund was sent from that country in Africa and Europe  over a period  of time now due to numerous petitions received from the FBI,IMF and other  financial and security agencies to monitoring the UK Government against their  banks on wrong payment and diversion of funds to different account in many  dimension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this regards, I am going to use my good office to send you  your part payment in the tune of $6,000,000.00 (Six Million United States  Dollars) only by cash to you via a universal immunity diplomatic means. In  process of doing that, i will personally secure every needed documents as a  representative of the (UN) office now to cover the money been your still yet  unclaimed payment which is now in London United-Kingdom including the legit  affidavit to claim this very particular payment from the British high court here  in London UK and also with a clearance which will bestow the right and legit  privilege to you as the rightful beneficiary who is to receive this payment  after meeting up with the delivery requirement as the law stipulate which are  the documents I'm securing for you right now once you accept to finalize this  transaction with me only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these will be only on the condition that  you will give me only %10 out of the funds which is just ($600,000.00) Out of  $6,000,000.00 you are to receive as soon as you receive the money on your door  step which will come to you in the form of a consignment method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:  The money will be coming on 2 security proof boxes The boxes are already sealed  with synthetic nylon seal and padded with machine by the management of this  organization and i also want you to know that the management are not aware of my  personal plans or arrangement with you in this transaction, so you have to keep  this as a very top secret between the both of us till me and you are able to  conclude this very transaction completely. This fund was release to us from the  World Bank special delegates who visited the British Government Prime Minister's  Confidential Secretary Office in London on Wednesday and found out that they are  doing nothing to help you in this matter because the funds itself was meant for  our local afem market here in the UK hence it did not claim as it suppose while  dumped here London UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don't have to worry for any thing, as the  transaction is 100% risk free and will remain legit as long as you work with me  transparently. The box are coming with a diplomatic agent assigned by the  management of this organization who will accompany the boxes to your house  address or any address you will provide to me for this transaction to enable us  complete. All you need to do now upon your willing acceptance on my condition,  is to send to me a guarantee that you will give me 10% of the funds as soon as  you receive the $6,000,000.00 and your full house address and your identity such  as, international passport or driver's license including your personal contact  phone numbers which must be a working numbers, the diplomatic attached will  travel with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will call you immediately he arrives in your  country's airport will call you for you to give them little financial assistance  to get the consignment clear from the custom at your country airport.  and I  hope you understand each and every point that I've made known to you in this  email message am sending you now, if you have any question please feel free to  ask me asap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST IMPORTANTLY: for security reasons and to also enable  the both of us to conclude this very transaction successfully, note that the  diplomat coming with the consignment boxes will not know the original contents  inside the boxes that he will be delivering to you. So what l and our accredited  management here will declare to him that is inside the consignment boxes is a  sensitive photographic film material and some classified volume confidential  company's contract documents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, I need urgent reply on this issue,  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS ONCE AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly  Submitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respectfully Yours in-service,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Kenneth  Thomas.&lt;br /&gt;(UN) Human Right Activist &lt;br /&gt;In-charge Of All Pending  Consignment/Fund Release.&lt;br /&gt;Unit B1, 50 Bank Street London E14 5NS&lt;br /&gt;London,  United Kingdom,   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-5531017135165127894?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-6629318973343189802</id><published>2010-01-19T06:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T22:25:30.286-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rugby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bbc'/><title type='text'>They'll Be Dancing In The Streets of Heaven Tonight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;RIP Bill McLaren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S617AieOPJo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S617AieOPJo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice of rugby for so many years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-6629318973343189802?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6629318973343189802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=6629318973343189802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspergers'/><title type='text'>The Coffee Klatch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Start: &lt;/b&gt;09:00AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;End: &lt;/b&gt;10:00AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Location: &lt;/b&gt;Twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coffee hour for parents of #specialneeds kids starts every weekday morning at 9:00AM EST (2:00PM GMT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter ID: &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/TheCoffeeKlatch"&gt;TheCoffeeKlatch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hashtag: &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#search?q=%23tck"&gt;#tck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-2273333188428631330?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2273333188428631330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=2273333188428631330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2273333188428631330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2273333188428631330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/01/coffee-klatch.html' title='The Coffee Klatch'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-3121743042626458190</id><published>2010-01-14T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T15:47:18.634-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='algebra'/><title type='text'>The Screwed Up Logic of Banks</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;We have $&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt; in our account.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We deposit a check for £&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; (which will = $&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt; &amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now our Available Balance (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;) = &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt; - (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Therefore &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &amp;lt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Spending on groceries before alerted to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; &amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summary: &lt;/span&gt;the bank is holding existing funds to the difference between the deposited UK check and its $ equivalent, thus sending our balance to the point where it is lower than the amount we spent on groceries this morning.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;F***!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-3121743042626458190?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3121743042626458190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=3121743042626458190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3121743042626458190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/3121743042626458190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/01/screwed-up-algebraic-logic-of-banks.html' title='The Screwed Up Logic of Banks'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-4575778315542444382</id><published>2010-01-05T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:35:18.643-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Undeck The Halls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We were late putting up our decorations this year, so Twelfth Night is upon us and it only feels like yesterday since we had busied ourselves with the few pieces we put up this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year G made a paper wreath in school.  In order to hang it from a light fixture, I found a package of tinsely pipe cleaners, took a read and a green one and twisted them together into a seasonal ornament hook.  Meanwhile K had brought home a large jingle bell, which was reduced to "knocking around" the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week or so later and I'm wandering about WalMart and I espy some small jingle bells and have the idea of picking up a package for marrying w/ the said pipe cleaners, for the kids to make more ornaments for the tree.  Quickly, though I nixed the idea, imagining thrown jingle bells and siblings attacking each other with pipe cleaner swords!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days before Christmas and I am out on my own, Christmas shopping.  Again, I'm in WalMart and the pipe cleaner idea hits me again.  This time, I go with the idea not only picking up a package of small jingle bells, but also a pack of non-tinsely pipe cleaners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best. Idea. EVAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K's jumbo bell got a hook put on it and numersous pipe cleaner candy canes and ornaments were made by the four of us.  The tree was adorned and I even put one up in the 'van, hanging off the rear view mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the results, immediately before I put them in a large baggy and packed them away for Christmas 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dudgeoh/4257875671/" title="New-Christmas-Decorations-2009 by Dudge.OH, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4257875671_00735bfb61_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="New-Christmas-Decorations-2009" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-4575778315542444382?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4575778315542444382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=4575778315542444382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4575778315542444382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4575778315542444382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/01/undeck-halls.html' title='Undeck The Halls'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4257875671_00735bfb61_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-1028801775422625576</id><published>2010-01-03T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:31:16.885-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Feeling I'm Grown Up, Even In My Dreams</title><content type='html'>A few nights ago I had a dream and, for a change it was one I remembered upon waking, though its getting a little fuzzy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was at a place where there was a lot of chain-link fencing with people around me in fatigues. I was near the guard post and, I guess I must have been on guard.&amp;nbsp; A limo pulled up and Ricky Gervais stepped out, in a tux, and offered me a job bouncing the door at his club. I apparently did such a good job there that next thing I know he's tipping me $50 and a $300 bill w/ two holes punched in it!&amp;nbsp; Initially I was taken aback by the $300 bill before the fact it was a joke hit home.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;At this point I decided I needed to go to HR, so I find myself in the offices of this club, walking by some office with a 60-something shrewy woman yelling shrilly into a telephone about how its all [my real name]'s fault and pointing at me as I walk by. Around the corner is the HR desk; sat there is the HR guy and Alyssa Milano! The HR guy assures me that the shrewy woman is blaming everyone for everything as she's about to get busted for embezzlement and fired by Ricky! I sit at a table and Alyssa comes over to join me, sitting down across the table from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Alyssa... I follow you on Twitter!."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. I'm Dudge OH, on there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point my DSs come running in and are rough-housing, chasing each other around and ignoring my requests for better behavior,&lt;/i&gt; (some things are the same in the dream world as in reality!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"They're cute!&amp;nbsp; How old are they?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"G is 8 and K is 6."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some anatomical comment is made by G.&amp;nbsp; Ms. Milano looks at me in surprise.&amp;nbsp; I roll my eyes, shrug and give a sheepish "Kids, huh?!" smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Looks like that special talk might not be too far away, Dad!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gee, thanks," I laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you need a model maybe these could help," she responds, thrusting out her bosom and playfully winking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm pretty sure my wife would have something to say about that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, are you and Dave, planning on having kids?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah... some day.&amp;nbsp; A couple would be nice."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at that point I woke up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instantly, it occurs to me that I'm certainly getting old as back in the days of carefree single-hood, I had a bit of a crush on Ms. Milano, even back in her "Who's The Boss" days and, I would say it would be a surefire bet that any dream back then involving me and her would involve some... erm... intimacy.&amp;nbsp; Instead, I dream about us chit-chatting about Twitter and kids!&amp;nbsp; That actually makes me feel quite the grown up, and proudly so! *s*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-1028801775422625576?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1028801775422625576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=1028801775422625576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1028801775422625576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1028801775422625576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2010/01/feeling-im-grown-up-even-in-my-dreams.html' title='Feeling I&apos;m Grown Up, Even In My Dreams'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-5865469875717645092</id><published>2009-12-31T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:20:57.665-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prosperity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='december'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chanukah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kwanzaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newyear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>I Hope Your End Of Year Holiday Has Been A Good One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="UIComposer_InputArea_Base UIComposer_InputArea"&gt;&lt;div class="UIComposer_InputShadow"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 518px;" class="Mentions_Input" id="c4b3cc8c4b66e42282230495_input" contenteditable="true"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;...full of family, friends, fine holiday fare, good times and new memories. A very Happy New Year to you all and may 2010 bring you and yours prosperity and happiness!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Quotes of the Da&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; for 31 December 2009 – Resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; (from &lt;a href="http://www.qotd.org/"&gt;http://www.qotd.org/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;Strong minded, resolutely willed, you can create out of nothing a great business, a huge empire, a new world. Others have and they have no monopoly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Claude M. Bristol, 1891 - 1951&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I think in terms of the day's resolutions, not the year's.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Henry Moore, 1898 - 1986&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Obstacles cannot crush me. Every obstacle yields to stern resolve. He who is fixed to a star does not change his mind.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Leonardo da Vinci, 1452 - 1519&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; There are very few things impossible in themselves; and we do not want means to conquer difficulties so much as application and resolution in the use of means.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - François, Duc de La Rochefoucauld, 1613 - 1680&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; How few there are who have courage enough to own their faults, or resolution enough to mend them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Benjamin Franklin, 1706 - 1790&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Resolve to take fate by the throat and shake a living out of her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Louisa May Alcott, 1832 - 1888&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-5865469875717645092?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5865469875717645092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=5865469875717645092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5865469875717645092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5865469875717645092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hope-your-end-of-year-holiday-has.html' title='I Hope Your End Of Year Holiday Has Been A Good One'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-1439379715126698627</id><published>2009-12-23T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T22:00:17.981-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>A Christmas Playlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;Here's a selection of YouTube videos for some of the Christmas Songs I enjoy listening to, for one reason or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qceOq0SeV6Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qceOq0SeV6Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There's No Place Like) Home for the Holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/stEjTFMb940&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver Bells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hb2YSAVHmIE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hb2YSAVHmIE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Xmas (War Is Over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1439379715126698627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/1439379715126698627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-playlist.html' title='A Christmas Playlist'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-9091421086627778384</id><published>2009-12-11T11:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T19:37:09.863-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange'/><title type='text'>Proof of The Pudding... Well, Cake, In This Case!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dudgeoh.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/87"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://images.dudgeoh.multiply.com/image/CIEUw995r5Z9XhxBlw06Gg/photos/1M/300x300/87/Chocolate-Mustard-Cake-01.jpg?et=HU1H%2CZQS98Q5OZGYkFU4gA&amp;amp;nmid=0" style="height: 144px; width: 194px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago, my friend and fellow blogger, Julie, found a recipe for Honey Mustard Lava Cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through various comments from her blog entry where she put forth the idea of trying the recipe, and the consequent blog of the family's verdict on the finished product, she decided to mail one for me to try for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost three weeks later, the package arrived! As we found it as we were leaving on the school run, I took the frozen cake, (as we get afternoon deliveries around here, I think we may have missed the mail yesterday and it had been out there all night!), and put it in the 'fridge, for further investigation upon our return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On getting back home, I was eager, yet tentative to open it.  After getting through the packaging, (the cakes were double wrapped in cling film, inside a trimmed yogurt pot, within a layer of brown parcel paper, within a layer of clear packaging tape), I was surprised to find that the cake was looking OK.  A cursory sniff around confirmed it... there was not even the merest hint of mould &amp;amp;/or fermentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake was placed in one of our finest paper bowls and zapped @ 35% power for one minute.  I checked it... still no malodorous aromas and it still felt quite cold.  I put it back in for nuking at 40% for 1:45.  I watched, letting the zapping commence until the "lava" started to bubble out of the top.  I took the hot cake and sat down, splitting it in half and flopping each portion onto its side so as not to lose the honey mustard lava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a small portion on my fork, being careful to ensure that I had both cake and lava filling.  Slowly I lifted the morsels to my mouth, the fork trembling slightly as a little nervousness, due to the negative reviews and attitudes already displayed towards this cake.  My mouth closed over the food and it was deposited on my tongue, as the fork was retracted between my teeth and tightly pursed lips.  I concentrated on the tastes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First to come through was the familiar bitterness of the 70% chocolate in the light cake; as I moved the food around my mouth the savory/sweet/sour flavor of the homey mustard filling became apparent.  I never got the intense hit of flavor I expected from the warm fondant filling, though.  I had a little of the filling on its own, in order to try to get the "pop" of flavor I expected, but it still didn't come.  It was a little unusual, but I didn't think it was particularly bad and, all in all, married with the cake well.  In the end I only ate half of the cake, but because of the strong bitterness of the chocolate and not the lava filling.  I did try a little of both later on, but the cake seemed to lose its lightness and the bitterness got denser as the cake was now cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. all in all, I liked it, but won't be going out of my way to ever eat it again &amp;amp;/or make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-9091421086627778384?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9091421086627778384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=9091421086627778384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/9091421086627778384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/9091421086627778384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2009/12/proof-of-pudding-well-cake-in-this-case.html' title='Proof of The Pudding... Well, Cake, In This Case!'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-4248622029263486760</id><published>2009-12-02T02:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T03:25:53.726-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo: A Debriefing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As you may recall, &lt;a href="http://dudgeoh.multiply.com/journal/item/480/NaNoWriMo_Taking_The_Plunge"&gt;I decided to get in on NaNoWriMo this year&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Being unemployed right now, I figured I would do quite well, but in the end managed to eke out a mere 3766 words of the 50k target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;, (split into three chapters and since tweaked to 3771 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;!&amp;nbsp; I still have no clear idea on where the story was going to go, but what I had written was feeling "nice".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My germ of an idea was that the novel must have an emphasis on the main character's paganism.&amp;nbsp; I started by thinking back to when I was "working" with an active group of Pagans and Wiccans, back in my hometown, and the first chapter is an almost completely fictionalized account about that experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one who had never been initiated into the Wiccan path, the second chapter is complete fiction and a little thin on ritual description as I was working from what I remember reading ten-plus years ago, (all of my source materials are still on shelves in Wales).&amp;nbsp; The third chapter is my idea of how things would play out, should the protagonist meet up accidentally with the object of his unrequited crush in chapter one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title refers to any clockwise and anti-clockwise movement within a ritual circle.&amp;nbsp; I also felt it kind of a guide for the story, wherein, like most anyone's life, things just go around and around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As chapter two contains a little more mature imagery, I'm posting it &lt;a href="http://deosilwiddershins.blogspot.com/"&gt;on Blogger&lt;/a&gt; only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... what did I take from the experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I need to be more focussed - I spent way too much time surfing the 'net or watching tv instead of writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I need to be better prepared - a clear list of main characters and a brief plot line are needed, at the minimum, before commencing with the challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I need to engage more - I posted one response in the forums on the NaNoWriMo website and didn't attend any of the meetings or writing sessions of the local NaNoWriMo group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I enjoyed the experience and definitely need to go into it next year with the intent to rectify those first three points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am unsure whether to attempt to work on finishing this as a novel, or just leave it as it is.&amp;nbsp; We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-4248622029263486760?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4248622029263486760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=4248622029263486760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4248622029263486760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4248622029263486760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2009/12/nanowrimo-debriefing.html' title='NaNoWriMo: A Debriefing'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-5698943750558624946</id><published>2009-11-30T05:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T10:33:57.408-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>A Dedication to Descriptions of Delicious Donuts in December?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just had an idea for a blog theme - Donut December! I go to a local, independent donut store and work my way through their entire selection, trying a different treat for breakfast each day and then reviewing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seemed like a good idea at the time, as Kerry &amp;amp; I had, just a few minutes before, discussed the how's and why's of the fall off in our blogging activities, but am now having second thoughts with considerations to the cost, the healthiness of such an endeavor and whether I can actually be bothered to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in honor of this stupid Idea, here's a poem I wrote a few years ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doughnuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! What a marvelicious delight!&lt;br /&gt;Such airy sweetness in each bite!&lt;br /&gt;Its delicate shell, all snowy white,&lt;br /&gt;of sugary splendor all around&lt;br /&gt;those clouds that in the dough are bound,&lt;br /&gt;so that devourous eating makes no sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no ambrosia upon sweet Earth&lt;br /&gt;can match the wondrous, palatable mirth&lt;br /&gt;of one warm, fresh from its birth.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Such wondrous, celebratory taste!&lt;br /&gt;Consumption just cannot be made in haste,&lt;br /&gt;quick eating of its flesh is such as waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a jelly, jam or custard filling,&lt;br /&gt;however it is served it will find us milling&lt;br /&gt;about the store to find that one, God willing,&lt;br /&gt;that takes us to that other place&lt;br /&gt;where wide, childish grins cross our face,&lt;br /&gt;as we savour each morsel's grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, lo! Alas and alack!&lt;br /&gt;They are all gone; our mood is black,&lt;br /&gt;our tummys are full and belts are slack.&lt;br /&gt;So addictive they could contain crack!&lt;br /&gt;But we look forward to going back&lt;br /&gt;to the donut shop, stand or shack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-5698943750558624946?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5698943750558624946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=5698943750558624946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5698943750558624946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5698943750558624946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2009/11/dedication-to-descriptions-of-delicious.html' title='A Dedication to Descriptions of Delicious Donuts in December?'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-2388431637791027907</id><published>2009-11-28T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T14:38:45.488-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='response'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestbuy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corporatism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><title type='text'>The Power of Twitter: A Best Buy Follow Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;You may recall that a little over a week ago, I had a bit of a bitch and whine about &lt;a href="http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2009/11/come-on-bestbuy-are-you-kidding-me.html"&gt;Best Buy and their Rewards Zone&lt;/a&gt; program.  Well... as I was tweeting a link to the blog entry, I used "@BestBuy" in the title, just on the off chance someone from Best Buy is following tweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I got a response a few hours after the initial tweet from &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Coral_BestBuy"&gt;@Coral_BestBuy&lt;/a&gt;, a young lady &lt;span class="bio"&gt;in the Best Buy Consumer Relations at the corporate office:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" title="processed" id="ptLastEntry" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I read your blog post you linked and I'd like to help out - can you please email me your info to twitter@bestbuy.com ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pleasantly surprised to see the response even though I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;didn't notice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;until this past Wednesday, but I emailed them w/ apologies and my Rewards Zone a/c #.  Yesterday I got this awesome response from Coral:&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Hi Mark -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Thanks for writing and sending me your Reward Zone account  information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;As I said before; I read your blog, prompted by your  tweet to @BestBuy and thought I could help.  So, I want to address your  concerns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Our Reward Zone program did go through a digital upgrade on  10/31; as such any members who chose not to participate forfeited their  points.  I understand this would be frustrating if you weren't aware and  apologize that you didn't receive the communication regarding it.  However, I  was able to add 250 points to your account, which should post in about  7-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;business days, to make up for the lost points.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Regarding  pending transactions, the reason it take 35 days for verification is to  account for the exchange/return period which is 30 days on most products.   Therefore, if you choose to return the product within the return policy the  points will not have to be added and then deducted from your Reward Zone  account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Also, we state that you earn 1 point for nearly every $1 you  spend because not every purchase counts towards your Reward Zone.   For instance, when purchasing a gift card you receive Reward Zone  points, but when you redeem the gift card you do not.  So, we didn't mean  to imply that it would be 99 cents or such, but rather not all  purchases will qualify.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Hopefully I was able to answer all of your  questions and provide some additional insight into your Reward Zone account,  but if you have any other questions or concerns please feel free to reach out  anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Thank you again, Coral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Coral Biegler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Community  Connector ~ Best Buy Corporate Campus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, I was amazed.  I've seen plenty of blogs, comments and tweets stating how bad Best Buy's customer service is, so I wasn't expecting any kind of response.  The fact I got a response &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; they redeemed even a percentage of the points I was angry at losing was a pleasant surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of feel silly about the other two points of contention I had, after Coral's explanation... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*blush*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I've already tweeted my thanks and kudos to Coral, but wanted to blog an update with an acknowledgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-2388431637791027907?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2388431637791027907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=2388431637791027907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2388431637791027907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2388431637791027907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2009/11/power-of-twitter-best-buy-follow-up.html' title='The Power of Twitter: A Best Buy Follow Up!'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-4322033891533961417</id><published>2009-11-27T07:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:18:00.384-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Another Holiday Whizzes By</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;No huge plans for today.  Originally we were going to have our postponed Thanksgiving, but a few hours after DS1 appeared to have recovered from the vomiting/diarrhea that seemed to be caused by a 24 hour tummy bug, (which caused that initial postponement of our Thanksgiving feasting), DS2 came down with the same.  This means the only set plan is that I'll be popping across town sometime today to deliver some sliced turkey to my in-Laws!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and I seem to be coming down with a cold, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like were sick about as often as we're well, around here, any more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-4322033891533961417?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4322033891533961417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=4322033891533961417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4322033891533961417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4322033891533961417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-holiday-whizzes-by.html' title='Another Holiday Whizzes By'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-6348329073004454825</id><published>2009-11-20T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T01:08:21.422-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireplace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cracker barrel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Fireside Dining</title><content type='html'>So... tonight we got to go out for a Date Night, (&lt;i&gt;we're getting them weekly again, but we prefer to expect not to get them&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last two weeks we have wanted to go to Cracker Barrel, but each time we tried it was so busy the vehicles had spilled into the overflow parking lot, (&lt;i&gt;actually part of the parking lot of a neighboring Home Depot&lt;/i&gt;). Just as we were about done circling the parking lot tonight, we notice a free parking space, which we claimed as our own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got inside and it was a thirty minute wait, or so we were told.&amp;nbsp; About fifteen minutes later we were being seated!&amp;nbsp; I was admiring the huge fire as we walked through the dining area, and was pleased when we were seated at one of the nearby tables.&amp;nbsp; It was nice to see the roaring fire from my seat... until I felt the heat on my face!&amp;nbsp; We were sat about fifteen feet away from the fireplace, but it was so big, (&lt;i&gt;the grate itself must be about five feet wide&lt;/i&gt;), that the heat was pretty fierce.&amp;nbsp; I would say we were definitely at the edge of comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/SweDzBcCJhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FYlA3Zi0fJ8/s1600/Log+Fire+at+Cracker+Barrel+20Nov09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/SweDzBcCJhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FYlA3Zi0fJ8/s320/Log+Fire+at+Cracker+Barrel+20Nov09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed having a fireplace like that in the dream house we're building when we win the lottery!&amp;nbsp; The only difference will be that we will have functioning ovens in the walls each side of the main fire, (&lt;i&gt;kind of like in a castle kitchen - actually, thinking on it now, just the fireplace would be fine for the living quarters, but the type w/ovens would definitely go in the kitchen&lt;/i&gt;)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remarked to DW that they could be cooking stuff on the fire, or in its embers.&amp;nbsp; In the picture above, I imagined a stew bubbling in the pot on the left and tea or mulled cider brewing in the kettle on the right whilst foil-wrapped potatoes were baking in the embers.&amp;nbsp; When some of the staff cleared the excess embers away I also figured they could have a few iron Dutch ovens of stew or cobbler or some other good eats cooking in the spaces to the side of the grate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DW then remarked that it was probably against some regulation or law for them to do that and I agreed with her.&amp;nbsp; Most sad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-6348329073004454825?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6348329073004454825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=6348329073004454825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/6348329073004454825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/6348329073004454825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2009/11/fireside-dining.html' title='Fireside Dining'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/SweDzBcCJhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FYlA3Zi0fJ8/s72-c/Log+Fire+at+Cracker+Barrel+20Nov09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-4050037832929834922</id><published>2009-11-20T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T00:01:22.751-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><title type='text'>Kids' Logic</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Lots of arguing going on in kids' bedroom.  DS2 is bothering DS1 and called in to our room to be taken to task..&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DW:&lt;/b&gt; Why are you bothering your brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DS2:&lt;/b&gt; *mumble, mumble*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DW:&lt;/b&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DS2:&lt;/b&gt; Because I want him to stop bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;*looks blankly; shrugs shoulders and shakes head at the logic*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-4050037832929834922?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4050037832929834922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=4050037832929834922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4050037832929834922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/4050037832929834922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2009/11/kids-logic.html' title='Kids&apos; Logic'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-5672801251159242227</id><published>2009-11-20T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T00:00:26.981-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a to z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make your own'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>An A to Z of Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A – Area: SW Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B – Broken Bones: Come close a couple of times, but never managed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C – Camera: An old HP935 point and shoot or the camera on my Blackberry Storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D – Dance: Not often and not well!&amp;nbsp; I can do the Time Warp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E – Exercise: Not since I took a hiatus from playing rugby a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F – Flavor: Ice cream – Rum ‘n’ Raisin; Pie – Lemon Meringue; Jam/Jelly – Strawberry or apricot, depending on my mood; Soda – Root beer, (Virgil’s or A&amp;amp;W).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G – God: I firmly believe that all religious teachings are just different paths to the same goal and that any God that might exist doesn’t really care what name(s) you use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H – Height: 5’8” – I assumed I was 5’9” until a few months ago.&amp;nbsp; Maybe the shrinking is beginning already…!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I – Instruments you play: Had an electric bass guitar for a couple of years in my early twenties, but never got more than a couple of chords out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J – Jobs: mostly clerical/office/admin types; the last job I had was a Quality Analyst, testing software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K – Kid(s): Boys, 8 &amp;amp; 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L – Living arrangements: A house in the suburbs, w/ my wife, kids and a cat.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm a cliche!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M – Mom's name: Christine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N – Nicknames: Dudge is the main one, but I have also been known as Fat Bap, Bap, Bapman, Smudge, Fudge, Stumpy Lodge and Stumpy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O – Owies: Sliced into the inside of my right thumb, during a Chemistry class; it was so deep that I had to get neurosurgery done on it; have a z-shaped scar and little feeling in that area.&amp;nbsp; Right shoulder, (separated during a rugby practice); occasional lumbar pain, likely due to a few years worth of three-point stances with a beer gut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P – Pet Peeve: the use of the phrase “Write me”; the way that some areas of the US pronounce similar words the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q – Quiet: Being unemployed right now, I get it while the kids are at school, otherwise, after the boys are asleep, sitting on the porch with a beverage, (weather permitting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R – Right or left handed: Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S – Siblings: A brother three years younger than me and a sister four years younger than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T – Time you wake up: Usually around 7:30AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Underwear: Boxer briefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Vegetable you dislike: Can’t think of any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Ways you run late: herding the kids; having a “quick check” of my email, FaceBook and Twitter; my general laid-back, nonchalance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; X-rays you've had: Right wrist, chest, right shoulder and a shed-load of my jaws/teeth at the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Yummy thing you make to eat: I’m a good cook, so virtually everything I make tastes good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Zoo: Three or four years ago; Columbus Zoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-5672801251159242227?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5672801251159242227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=5672801251159242227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5672801251159242227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/5672801251159242227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2009/11/a-to-z-of-me.html' title='An A to Z of Me'/><author><name>Dudge OH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430011233590435459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSD1seQ-zQ8/TLjgZS01rZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OWk1N_IXInc/S220/Portrait+by+DS2+Oct10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623492048730522009.post-2895293079217436860</id><published>2009-11-20T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:59:42.628-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestbuy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corporatism'/><title type='text'>Come On, @BestBuy... Are You Kidding Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel like Best Buy is shafting me, when it comes to their Rewards Zone program, just because, being an infrequent shopper there, I am not filling the company coffers enough for their liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back last week I made the trip across town for a specific item that I needed and I knew they had in stock. We're checking out and I offer my Rewards Zone loyalty card to the cashier and I am told that they recently changed the policy for the rewards and they need my email address, so I give it to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I get an email to follow a link and update my information, which I do. On verifying my addy, I decide to check my account. 0 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?" I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a long time since I was last in Best Buy making a purchase, but I had just spent around $25. I should have some points. Then I cast my eye over the details in the onscreen statement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I notice is that the existing Points I had, (a little over 130), were forfeited because I didn't provide the email addy for my account by 10/31/09. Unlikely. I'm geeky enough that with every rewards card I get I'm online as soon as I get the chance, providing/updating all of the info for the relevant account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other is that the points from my latest transaction are Pending. I clicked the link explaining the Pending status and apparently it takes 35 days for verification? I just don't get that. The cost has already been deducted from my bank account, so they have the $$$, why not verify the points as soon as the $$$ for the purchase is received?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, on inspecting the T&amp;amp;Cs, I spot this nice little tidbit of information:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As a member of the Reward Zone program you will earn 1 point for nearly every $1 you spend on qualifying purchases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;".  Nearly?  WTF?  Define "nearly"... 99c on the dollar?  80c?  65c?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of the standard language in any EULA you have ever agreed to, when installing software. You know the clause I mean. The one that states in flowery language that if you install this program and it f***s up your computer its all your fault for installing it, not the publisher's fault for providing a shoddy program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's like saying that when you eat out and the service &amp;amp;/or food is crap its not the establishment's fault, but yours for choosing to dine there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why do we, as consumers, take this stuff from corporations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623492048730522009-2895293079217436860?l=dudgeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2895293079217436860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623492048730522009&amp;postID=2895293079217436860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2895293079217436860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623492048730522009/posts/default/2895293079217436860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudgeoh.blogspot.com/2009/11/come-on-bestbuy-are-you-kidding-me.html' title='Come On, @BestBuy... 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