<?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-2695284418203158818</id><updated>2009-10-16T21:40:06.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OWL CREEK GAZETTE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695284418203158818/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Owl1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153494293348730616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695284418203158818.post-1329089469581473655</id><published>2008-09-14T19:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T19:59:42.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>reality</title><content type='html'>“Disobedience is the true foundation of liberty..... The obedient must be slaves.”   - H.D. Thoreau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695284418203158818-1329089469581473655?l=owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/1329089469581473655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695284418203158818&amp;postID=1329089469581473655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695284418203158818/posts/default/1329089469581473655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695284418203158818/posts/default/1329089469581473655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/2008/09/reality.html' title='reality'/><author><name>Owl1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153494293348730616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02030386698212950341'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695284418203158818.post-7704643346963199912</id><published>2008-06-09T21:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:12:34.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gas Prices</title><content type='html'>So,&lt;br /&gt;When will some talking head say what is really happening with "gas prices"?  Here is the REAL way to state the problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A gallon of gas is all $4.50 will buy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 50's, silver was around a dollar an ounce.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's around 16, 17, 18 dollars to the ounce.&lt;br /&gt;OK - some math...$17.00/4 gallons = $4.25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.  Can you say INFLATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU SAY WORTHLESS MONEY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO LOOK UP FEIT MONEY ON WIKI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695284418203158818-7704643346963199912?l=owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/7704643346963199912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695284418203158818&amp;postID=7704643346963199912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695284418203158818/posts/default/7704643346963199912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695284418203158818/posts/default/7704643346963199912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/2008/06/gas-prices.html' title='Gas Prices'/><author><name>Owl1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153494293348730616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02030386698212950341'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695284418203158818.post-767180278880652676</id><published>2008-03-06T18:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T20:10:26.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Well Meaning Legislator Chewing Away at the Bill of Rights</title><content type='html'>Before going any further in this blog, click the following link. Read it. Then come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://12.43.67.2/legislation/billstatus.asp?DocNum=4349&amp;amp;GAID=9&amp;amp;GA=95&amp;amp;DocTypeID=HB&amp;amp;LegID=34853&amp;amp;SessionID=51"&gt;http://12.43.67.2/legislation/billstatus.asp?DocNum=4349&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GAID&lt;/span&gt;=9&amp;amp;GA=95&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DocTypeID&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HB&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LegID&lt;/span&gt;=34853&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SessionID&lt;/span&gt;=51&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DON'T ASSUME HERE THAT I OWN GUNS. I DO NOT OWN A FIREARM, NOR DO I HAVE NEED TO PURCHASE AMMUNITION. To an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-thinking soul, this legislation and one like it (Illinois HR-4269) sound like a good idea. But that is as far as it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider the following hypothetical situation. "Joe", goes to a "rifle" state once a year for a deer hunt with a few friends. He bags his deer with his carbine. Joe has a legitimate need for high-power ammo, and he has complied with all the regulations surrounding it. He even keeps the ammo locked away in the gun safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe has a break-in. All of his guns are reported stolen, along with the ammo. All of the serial numbers have been recorded. Joe is safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dyslexic&lt;/span&gt; Dirk", got a data entry job with the state, and recorded all of Joe's ammo serial numbers with 2 characters flipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six months go by and Joe has managed to re-assemble some of his valuable collection. Nothing has been recovered though, and there has been no contact with the authorities. Except for early one morning when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The state police knocked the door off its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hinges&lt;/span&gt; as they came in, and Joe in self defense fired off two rounds before he hit the floor. One officer and Joe both lay injured and bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The back story is that Joe's thief used Joe's ammunition in a holdup. The state police tracked the ammunition to Joe. In the state's eyes, Joe had knocked over a convenience store, and they had their man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the State of things to come, or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to make your own conclusions about legislation like this. I and many others, think this legislation is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep thinking about the image at the left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695284418203158818-767180278880652676?l=owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/767180278880652676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695284418203158818&amp;postID=767180278880652676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695284418203158818/posts/default/767180278880652676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695284418203158818/posts/default/767180278880652676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-well-meaning-democrat-chewing.html' title='Another Well Meaning Legislator Chewing Away at the Bill of Rights'/><author><name>Owl1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153494293348730616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02030386698212950341'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695284418203158818.post-3824752654211823041</id><published>2008-03-03T19:53:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T20:20:39.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple lesson about inflation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gasoline at $4.50 a gallon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Silver @ $20.54&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gold @ $987&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dollar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;About 3 cents in "real" money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What is real money? Well sweetie, it ain't that crap we call a dollar. Go do your own research. We have to start thinking for ourselves and quit listening to how good our economy is.... how there is no recession... how the Economic Stimulus Package will get things going again. BS. E.S.P. is what they must of used to come up with their idea about stimulus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You don't crank up an economy by printing more money! The morrons have to quit spending, and we have to &lt;em&gt;stop&lt;/em&gt; demanding more from government.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lesson here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Silver in the 50's hovered around a dollar/oz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gasoline hovered at .25/gallon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So... 1 oz Silver = 4 Gallons Gasoline&lt;/span&gt; - more or less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question...&lt;br /&gt;How many gallons of gasoline can you get for one ounce of silver today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Can you say inflationproof?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now - about the big V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go rent the movie V for Vendetta. Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on that later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695284418203158818-3824752654211823041?l=owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/3824752654211823041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695284418203158818&amp;postID=3824752654211823041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695284418203158818/posts/default/3824752654211823041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695284418203158818/posts/default/3824752654211823041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/2008/03/simple-lesson-about-inflation.html' title='Simple lesson about inflation.'/><author><name>Owl1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153494293348730616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02030386698212950341'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695284418203158818.post-7285356814264981262</id><published>2008-03-01T19:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T19:42:26.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3/1/8</title><content type='html'>Wow, March First.  In like a lamb and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of those days that give you the promise it will be warmer soon.  Warm enough today to take the furnace out of the motorhome and give it a good cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All kinds of things got cleaned today around the house... reminded me of the Twain comment about diapers and politicians needing changed often.  And often for the same reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695284418203158818-7285356814264981262?l=owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/7285356814264981262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695284418203158818&amp;postID=7285356814264981262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695284418203158818/posts/default/7285356814264981262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695284418203158818/posts/default/7285356814264981262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/2008/03/318.html' title='3/1/8'/><author><name>Owl1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153494293348730616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02030386698212950341'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695284418203158818.post-3901201867762691208</id><published>2008-02-26T19:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T19:52:51.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Left Wing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X15pnHNuMbo/R8yrZrCyWwI/AAAAAAAAABA/LHebqr8XJ_Q/s1600-h/Left+Wing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173698529481349890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X15pnHNuMbo/R8yrZrCyWwI/AAAAAAAAABA/LHebqr8XJ_Q/s320/Left+Wing2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You "prolly" can't see it very well in the photo, but yes there is a screw loose. Those of you that know me know what airline I fly, and the really close, know where I was last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the photo from about 20000 feet and 4 rows back from the exit row on the left side. It's a screw on top of the engine nacelle. The gate agent saw the photo when I got off the aircraft. He ran down the jetway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me quite un-easy sitting there watching that screw for 45 minutes, but I kept a bead on it. (Didn't see it till we were at cruse alt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you that really, really, really know me also know my political leanings. We now have evidence. The left wing really does have a screw loose. :),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695284418203158818-3901201867762691208?l=owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/3901201867762691208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695284418203158818&amp;postID=3901201867762691208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695284418203158818/posts/default/3901201867762691208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695284418203158818/posts/default/3901201867762691208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/2008/02/left-wing.html' title='The Left Wing'/><author><name>Owl1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153494293348730616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02030386698212950341'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X15pnHNuMbo/R8yrZrCyWwI/AAAAAAAAABA/LHebqr8XJ_Q/s72-c/Left+Wing2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695284418203158818.post-7858979258517190000</id><published>2008-02-26T17:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T18:00:19.777-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohm's Law and Other "Current Paths".</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got to work this morning, and a co-worker had sent this in the mail.  At work we deal with electronics, and this just made me laugh out loud.  If you use Ohms law, you'll know what I mean.  And if you work in an office too, consider it icing on the cake.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where this originated from, I don't know, but thanks for the laugh Matt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A Kansas farm wife called the local phone company to report her telephone failed to ring when her friends called and that on the few occasions, when it did ring, her dog always moaned right before thephone rang. The telephone repairman proceeded to the scene, curious to see this psychic dog or senile lady. He climbed a telephone pole, hooked in his test set, and dialed the subscriber's house. The phone didn't ring right away, but then the dog moaned several times and the telephone began to ring. Climbing down from the pole, the telephone repairman found:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. The dog was tied to the telephone system's ground wire with a steelchain and collar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. The wire connection to the ground rod was loose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. The dog was receiving 90 volts of signaling current when the number was called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. After a couple of jolts, the dog would start moaning and then urinate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. The wet ground would complete the circuit, thus causing the phone to ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which demonstrates that some problems CAN be fixed by pissing and moaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2695284418203158818-7858979258517190000?l=owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/7858979258517190000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2695284418203158818&amp;postID=7858979258517190000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695284418203158818/posts/default/7858979258517190000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2695284418203158818/posts/default/7858979258517190000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owlcreekgazette.blogspot.com/2008/02/ohms-law-and-other-current-paths.html' title='Ohm&apos;s Law and Other &quot;Current Paths&quot;.'/><author><name>Owl1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04153494293348730616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02030386698212950341'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695284418203158818.post-4361443065489418671</id><published>2008-02-25T19:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T20:58:15.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me explain about Owl Creek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have you ever been any place that causes your shoulders to drop; causes a pause; or breathe a sigh of relief?  That is what happens when we go to what we call Owl Creek.  It's just a small piece of ground, it's near the creek, it's kinda isolated, it's kinda in town... and it's all ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My wife and I go there on weekends.  I cut grass. WE shed the weeks' anxieties.  There is no internet access, cell phones are iffy, no TV except what we bring as disk, and that is exactly what makes it awesome.  Jan and I get a chance to talk and re-connect.  Some might not find that as exciting as I do but she's cool.  She fights the forces of evil all week (anything that usurps liberty) and needs decompression as much as I do.  I admit that sometimes I don't listen as much as I should, and I don't hear as well as I used to, but trust me, talking &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; your wife can exorcise many demons.  When is the last time you talked to your wife?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes we ask friends.  Friend Bob finds the shoulder drop one of the nicest aspects too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Am I bragging here.  Damned right.  I hope you can find your own Owl Creek.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So the name of this blog is Owl Creek Gazette.  What does that mean?  Well I'm not sure yet, but, from time to time, thoughts pop into my head and this extra venue might help me vent.  This might turn into a whole new publication - on paper - who knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shhhh... 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