<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899</id><updated>2009-10-13T00:08:12.378-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes for Ramey</title><subtitle type='html'>Essays, short articles, stories and anything else that comes to mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-9072459013849518016</id><published>2009-08-20T20:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:53:33.554-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Online Matching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Archie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alley Oop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>Missing Americans?  The Librarian and Archie Did It!</title><summary type='text'>There's a website called http://www.50millionpounds.com/  You are urged to join the weight-loss group to track your own activities and loss.  I believe there's a free starting kit available, including a pedometer.  The main sponsor is State Farm Insurance, and the goal is admirable.But wait!  Let's say the average American weighs 135 pounds [men and women].  Put that average into 50 million </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/9072459013849518016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=9072459013849518016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/9072459013849518016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/9072459013849518016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2009/08/missing-americans-librarian-and-archie.html' title='Missing Americans?  The Librarian and Archie Did It!'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-8062401955257188706</id><published>2009-07-05T21:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:38:24.139-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catwoman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty creams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='billy mays'/><title type='text'>Catwoman Skins a Trencher</title><summary type='text'>My recent absence from these pages was due to some health concerns.  But here I am, back writing again with spit and vinegar.  I was saddened to hear of the recent death of pitchman Billy Mays.  Apparently, he was a well-liked man---something I didn't know when I was writing barbs about his loud and rat-a-tat style.  But his sometimes annoying commercials will always remain in my memory.  By </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/8062401955257188706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=8062401955257188706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/8062401955257188706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/8062401955257188706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2009/07/catwoman-skins-trencher.html' title='Catwoman Skins a Trencher'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/SlFVfftxSfI/AAAAAAAAAWE/_geJ5M55qvQ/s72-c/Catwoman+-+Halle+Berry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-8883875186130226754</id><published>2009-05-02T16:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:19:21.984-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood Sugar Meter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abortion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diabietes'/><title type='text'>No Code and the Vices</title><summary type='text'>There are currently several companies advertising their 'no coding' blood sugar meters---they're free, but you have to sign up for regular delivery of and payment for supplies from them.  That's where the companies make their money.As for the maligned coding concept, these ads are misleading.  I'm a diabetic, and I still use the meter I was issued several years ago.  I think the retail cost at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/8883875186130226754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=8883875186130226754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/8883875186130226754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/8883875186130226754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-code-and-vices.html' title='No Code and the Vices'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-5869378417672479585</id><published>2009-04-19T01:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:10:43.685-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan Boyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britain&apos;s Got Talent'/><title type='text'>Susan and the Four Thousand Judges</title><summary type='text'>Susan Boyle is the new international music rage.  This has come about after she appeared on Britain's Got Talent [BGT], shown on April 11.  Her song was "I Dreamed a Dream" from Les Miserables.  [Claude-Michel Schonberg, Alain Boublil and Herbert Kretzmer]  Not only did she make it through this difficult song, she sang it with brilliance in a  poignant and memorable performance.There are many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/5869378417672479585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=5869378417672479585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/5869378417672479585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/5869378417672479585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2009/04/susan-and-four-thousand-judges.html' title='Susan and the Four Thousand Judges'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-2440808912633058078</id><published>2009-04-13T01:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T02:05:24.517-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Tiddly Winks and Golf</title><summary type='text'>A TV show was making fun of 'tiddley winks' the other night.  But tell me, isn't tiddley winks a table version of golf?  Except for the walking on the grass and hitting the sand traps, it's pretty much the same concept, and they should be accepted or derided together.  Maybe there're plans for a 'Tiddly Winks' channel on cable?I find it sad how so many of the modern generation makes fun of and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/2440808912633058078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=2440808912633058078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/2440808912633058078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/2440808912633058078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2009/04/tiddly-winks-and-golf.html' title='Tiddly Winks and Golf'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/SeLNw3jY0kI/AAAAAAAAAV8/FDlsrh2EYlI/s72-c/Cow,+Clarabelle+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-3569133690379857456</id><published>2009-04-05T20:57:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:10:28.185-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madrigals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renaissance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>I Fall I Fall O Stay Mee!</title><summary type='text'>The following is for those of you out there who remember something about Madrigals, probably from your collegiate years.  I remember singing some at that time, notably the Spanish carol 'Riu Riu Chiu.'What is a Madrigal you might ask?  The Madrigal has numerous definitions because it has numerous antecedents.  Some definitions include: [1] 'a song for two or three unaccompanied voices, developed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/3569133690379857456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=3569133690379857456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/3569133690379857456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/3569133690379857456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-fall-i-fall-o-stay-mee.html' title='I Fall I Fall O Stay Mee!'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/SdlUP_IzsmI/AAAAAAAAAVs/siIMvjRSh-0/s72-c/Monteverdi,+Claudio+1640+by+Bernardo+Strozzi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-1317241567606806435</id><published>2009-03-28T13:04:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:26:14.996-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john philip sousa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='march'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice palace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e t paull'/><title type='text'>Origins of E T Paull's 'The Ice Palace March'</title><summary type='text'>John Philip Sousa was an American bandmaster and composer, born in Washington DC on November 6, 1854.  As a teenager, he apprenticed to the Marine Band, the official band of the President of the United States.  At 18 [1872], he won appointment as leader of the band, and served for twelve years.  In 1884 he resigned to form his own band.  Sousa's Band toured the United States and Europe to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/1317241567606806435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=1317241567606806435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/1317241567606806435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/1317241567606806435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2009/03/origins-of-e-t-paulls-ice-palace-march.html' title='Origins of E T Paull&apos;s &apos;The Ice Palace March&apos;'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/Sc5ZMtObfTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/kfFefpXoudE/s72-c/Sousa,+John+Philip+1854-1932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-165255756654494309</id><published>2009-03-09T18:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:56:04.271-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lawyers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commemorative coins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='President Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='law firms'/><title type='text'>The Gold-Twin Random Smoking Mysteries</title><summary type='text'>It appears the made-for-tv-sale coin dealers are back again with their half truths and misleading statements.  Case in point is the NCM offer of a 1929 Indian Head Proof for $24.45 delivered.  Though the large print says 'Last $5 Indian ever struck by the U.S. Gov't---that is not what you'd be buying.  '...Non-legal tender proof is a classic collectible...'  Maybe, depending on what you're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/165255756654494309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=165255756654494309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/165255756654494309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/165255756654494309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2009/03/gold-twin-random-smoking-mysteries.html' title='The Gold-Twin Random Smoking Mysteries'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/SbWdtx2oV9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/7wg9-3LW7Sc/s72-c/Old+Coke+Pepsi+Machines+Rolla+MO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-2875349447318022924</id><published>2009-02-12T14:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:19:27.531-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cemetery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>To Dad and Mom</title><summary type='text'>I faced the stone with downcast mien;Before the words:  Beloved husbandAnd father, John.  May he rest withThe peace so worthy of his gentle heart.And joined with his soul in glory earned,Is the weary soul of his Beloved Wife---Mother of four.  May Gertrude restwith peace as John.  Amen.We miss them with our saddenedSouls, and repent not beingWith them in their final days ofPain.This strange Earth</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/2875349447318022924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=2875349447318022924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/2875349447318022924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/2875349447318022924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-dad-and-mom_12.html' title='To Dad and Mom'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/SZR1MRTrpoI/AAAAAAAAAUU/LSrcbkZXXIE/s72-c/St+Joseph+Cemetery+6+-+May+2004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-4503953981337748040</id><published>2009-02-12T13:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T13:32:11.434-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cemetary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>To Dad and Mom</title><summary type='text'>I faced the stone with downcast mien;Before the words:  Beloved husbandAnd father, John.  May he rest withThe peace so worthy of his gentle heart.And joined with his soul in glory earned,Is the weary soul of his Beloved Wife---Mother of four.  May Gertrude rest with peace as John.  Amen.We miss them with our saddenedSouls, and repent not beingWith them in their final days of  Pain. This strange </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/4503953981337748040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=4503953981337748040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/4503953981337748040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/4503953981337748040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-dad-and-mom.html' title='To Dad and Mom'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/SZRqaPT-UiI/AAAAAAAAAUM/ErOmGkRpWGw/s72-c/St+Joseph+Cemetery+6+-+May+2004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-8052315161055223798</id><published>2009-01-19T16:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:29:22.755-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soup'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts Circa Today</title><summary type='text'>Why do insurance companies peddle their wares claiming they 'protect your life?'  They do nothing of the kind.  Vaccinations, insulin, antibiotics, Doctors, Nurses, bullet-proof vests, etc. protect your life.  Life insurance is essentially gambling.  With you're premiums, you're betting that your funeral and heirs will be taken care of financially, but it won't cost you much, and you can spend </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/8052315161055223798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=8052315161055223798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/8052315161055223798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/8052315161055223798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-thoughts-circa-today.html' title='Random Thoughts Circa Today'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-5823882558268750439</id><published>2008-12-19T19:39:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:48:50.954-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sledding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snowball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><title type='text'>Fighting Cold Words</title><summary type='text'>It snowed today---I mean really snowed.  I woke up to a view of snow out the window on everything and the snow still falling:  limited visibility and the stark limbs on the trees.  And now, a few hours later, it's still snowing.  I like that---though of course I can't drive any longer, so the dangers of the road don't affect me.  And actually, there wouldn't be so many road dangers if drivers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/5823882558268750439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=5823882558268750439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/5823882558268750439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/5823882558268750439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2008/12/fighting-cold-words.html' title='Fighting Cold Words'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/SUw_E2PES7I/AAAAAAAAATM/vTXZ6v-i6Rw/s72-c/Back+Yard+1974+at+126+Cottage+St.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-1601353807366901509</id><published>2008-12-07T00:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:05:15.736-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACLU'/><title type='text'>Keeping Christ in Christmas</title><summary type='text'>I've spent many hours watching Christmas movies and specials on both the broadcast and cable networks.  And the references to the religious aspect of the day are few and far between.  In fact most of the movies concern variations on "A Christmas Carol" or danger to Santa and the North Pole or the problems of his children or elves, etc.  And this is only television.In general society there has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/1601353807366901509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=1601353807366901509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/1601353807366901509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/1601353807366901509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2008/12/keeping-christ-in-christmas.html' title='Keeping Christ in Christmas'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/STtgNwUS6mI/AAAAAAAAAS0/fj3oDllLqvg/s72-c/Card+Manger+Scene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-8501197872535974741</id><published>2008-11-25T19:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:42:50.633-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hollywood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Oscar's Cultural Demise</title><summary type='text'>I'll go along with many of you about the Hollywood efforts and Oscar presentations being very un-noteworthy these days.  There hasn't been much originality, high quality, or significance in motion pictures [non-animated] for decades.  At this point, the powers-that-be should return the Oscars' ceremonies to a restaurant to be broadcast on radio only.  People would then have an easier way to NOT </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/8501197872535974741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=8501197872535974741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/8501197872535974741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/8501197872535974741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2008/11/oscars-cultural-demise.html' title='Oscar&apos;s Cultural Demise'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-2008398010826723808</id><published>2008-11-13T20:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:57:59.499-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reality Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Security'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mummy'/><title type='text'>A Returning Mummy</title><summary type='text'>I was watching the 'Mummy Returns' the other night, and I couldn't help but notice that the destitute, losing Egyptian soldiers straggling back to no-one knows where all looked quite well fed and muscular.  Not only that, but the Scorpion King himself---besides a perfect physique---has perfect, bright white teeth.  That's quite an accomplishment for the ancient Egyptian era, especially before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/2008398010826723808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=2008398010826723808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/2008398010826723808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/2008398010826723808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2008/11/returning-mummy.html' title='A Returning Mummy'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-4514423441795001196</id><published>2008-11-01T15:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T15:46:34.163-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swiffer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presidential race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aquaglobe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iron Chef'/><title type='text'>The Iron Chef v Presidential Politics</title><summary type='text'>Something's been bothering me for quite some time, and I think I've finally hit on it.  The Presidential race reminds me of the 'Iron Chef!'  In 'Iron Chef', there's an anchor off to the side and several teams of cameramen and interviewers in each of the kitchen areas.   While the chefs are cooking and competing with each other, the interviewers ask them questions and otherwise bother them and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/4514423441795001196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=4514423441795001196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/4514423441795001196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/4514423441795001196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2008/11/iron-chef-v-presidential-politics.html' title='The Iron Chef v Presidential Politics'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/SQyx7ewmzpI/AAAAAAAAASs/cSjoMIRgsPU/s72-c/Asparagus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-2158975782259525112</id><published>2008-10-20T20:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:07:19.981-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='campbell&apos;s soup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spoonerisms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puns'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts October</title><summary type='text'>Campbell Soup's new commercial states that it's condensed soups are great tasting in part because they are made with less water.  That sort of negates the name 'condensed', doesn't it?  Besides, if less water is so great, why is it the directions on the can call for you to add a can of water?***There are numerous drug commercials on tv these days---probably too many.  And I saw a personnel ad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/2158975782259525112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=2158975782259525112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/2158975782259525112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/2158975782259525112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-thoughts-october.html' title='Random Thoughts October'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/SP0oCyRQqZI/AAAAAAAAASE/gqjorkSJK0w/s72-c/Campbell+Soup+Can.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-8599393343402268574</id><published>2008-10-06T18:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:09:15.364-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Astronauts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rockets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outer Space'/><title type='text'>Walking in Space</title><summary type='text'>It's amazing what the main stream media will accept as fact these days.On September 28, Reuters posted a story about the 'spacewalk' and traveling of the Chinese astronauts.  Everybody was cheering and the space trip was accepted as is, including the space walk.In the US, we had a lengthy introduction to space travel.  We saw empty lift-offs and fires and short voyages with chimps before we ever </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/8599393343402268574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=8599393343402268574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/8599393343402268574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/8599393343402268574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2008/10/walking-in-space.html' title='Walking in Space'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/SOqMbiewSRI/AAAAAAAAAR8/21BqfmLm-t8/s72-c/image002884-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-4918984915682425497</id><published>2008-09-30T18:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:38:01.867-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wealth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gold'/><title type='text'>Gold Fever on the Air</title><summary type='text'>Gold!  Gold!  There's gold in them thar hills!  Gold!  [enter the John Huston dance]  Gold!  Roll out the idol!Gold is that precious metal which has been used as coins, in jewelry, religious idols, in bars to look at and hoard, clothing, cutlery, and food service since history was first recorded---and probably before.  Uses now include electrical and computer technology.In times of trouble, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/4918984915682425497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=4918984915682425497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/4918984915682425497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/4918984915682425497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2008/09/gold-fever-on-air.html' title='Gold Fever on the Air'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/SOKpwMDQiMI/AAAAAAAAARs/Ca3XFVi92CU/s72-c/AE+Tutankhamen+Gold+Rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-8533706361966278052</id><published>2008-09-26T13:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T13:37:16.684-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newspapers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>New and Improved</title><summary type='text'>The advertising industry is really getting to me, and that's surprising since in the past I've been very tolerant of ad intrusiveness.My current bugaboo is the advertising activity on many websites, but especially that of USA Today.  It seems that every time I change a web page, I'm stuck with a pop-up advertisement covering most of the page with no 'x' at the top to close it.  Add to that the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/8533706361966278052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=8533706361966278052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/8533706361966278052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/8533706361966278052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-and-improved.html' title='New and Improved'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/SN0dMxkhINI/AAAAAAAAARU/8fkUfDdZMIU/s72-c/Crystal+Birch+Beer+md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-2994331209797973843</id><published>2008-09-11T15:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:06:14.959-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edmund Bentley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clerihew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gilbert Chesterton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Clerihew Boop Boop Be Doo</title><summary type='text'>According to Answers.com, a clerihew is 'a humorous verse, usually consisting of two unmatched rhyming couplets, about a person whose name generally serves as one of the rhymes.'  Got that?  The format was first used by Edmund Clerihew Bentley [1875-1956], later a popular British novelist and humorist.The Literary Dictionary describes a clerihew:  '…It consists of two metrically awkward couplets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/2994331209797973843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=2994331209797973843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/2994331209797973843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/2994331209797973843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2008/09/clerihew-merry-do.html' title='Clerihew Boop Boop Be Doo'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/SMl36vndqoI/AAAAAAAAARM/KU4Sra0kdVI/s72-c/Betty+Boop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-6664960489150404832</id><published>2008-08-28T18:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T19:03:43.708-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Somewhere Over the Rainbow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Connie Talbot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>The Case of  the Embedded Songstress</title><summary type='text'>I know many of you just read my July 30 post and passed on to other things.  And that's okay.  A six year old singer, no matter what her talent, may not draw your attention.  That being so, and fully mindful of your reticence, I'm hopeful that you stay here long enough to listen for a few moments.I swiped this video from You Tube. It's not complete, but it'll give you a good idea of one of her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/6664960489150404832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=6664960489150404832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/6664960489150404832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/6664960489150404832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2008/08/case-of-imbedded-songstress.html' title='The Case of  the Embedded Songstress'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-7225959396338480387</id><published>2008-08-25T21:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:46:46.557-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESPN'/><title type='text'>More Thoughts on the Beijing Olympics and Televised Sports</title><summary type='text'>We've had the opening and closing ceremonies at Beijing, and they were exciting sights, alright.  One has to admire spectacles, and the Beijing ceremonies certainly fit the bill.  They were orchestrated by a Chinese film-maker, Zhang Yimou, [with a little help from his friends at the Chinese Politburo] who had previously enjoyed critical film success with: 'To Each His Cinema' [2007], 'Curse of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/7225959396338480387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=7225959396338480387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/7225959396338480387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/7225959396338480387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-thoughts-on-beijing-olympics-and.html' title='More Thoughts on the Beijing Olympics and Televised Sports'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5siHYElReE/SLNtyvgfK7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/HM9Te3m6kRs/s72-c/Bird%27s+Nest+Beijing+National+Stadium+closing+ceremonies+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-988486676153714250</id><published>2008-08-22T18:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T18:42:19.803-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts on the Beijing Olympics and Dunkin' Donuts</title><summary type='text'>The Olympics have been spectacular so far, but then they always seem to be, don't they?  It takes me several days to get the bug to see the coverage, but I ultimately do.  And this year, I found that if I keep the television on with the sound off while I work on the computer, I can follow the NBC coverage much easier.  And I don't have to listen to the---sometimes inane---comments. And you can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/988486676153714250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=988486676153714250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/988486676153714250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/988486676153714250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-thoughts-on-beijing-olympics-and.html' title='Random Thoughts on the Beijing Olympics and Dunkin&apos; Donuts'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158899.post-1773515209344568616</id><published>2008-08-02T21:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T21:45:29.489-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Investment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='September 11'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commemorative coins'/><title type='text'>Pure Silver Leaf</title><summary type='text'>Friends, have you got $20 to throw away?There's a company, via a television commercial, that's hawking $20 silver leaf 'coin-certificates' minted in rectangular shapes larger than a US twenty dollar bill.  Sounds good, doesn't it?  Government approved; .999 pure silver leaf; commemorative of the 9/11 tragedy; face value of $20; non-circulating legal tender in Liberia [the latter fact toned down.]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/feeds/1773515209344568616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7158899&amp;postID=1773515209344568616' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/1773515209344568616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158899/posts/default/1773515209344568616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesforramey.blogspot.com/2008/08/pure-silver-leaf.html' title='Pure Silver Leaf'/><author><name>McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664330262169033414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03181930498969803513'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry></feed>