<?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-9270189</id><updated>2009-11-27T20:19:56.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>miriam's ideas</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2304</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-8565386508221789809</id><published>2009-11-27T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:54:22.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bless his heart?</title><content type='html'>What does&lt;a href="http://xrlq.com/2009/11/22/how-south-are-you-part-deux/"&gt; "Bless his heart"&lt;/a&gt; mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I tell someone how old my aged relative is, the response is:  "Bless his heart!" uttered in admiration.  I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-8565386508221789809?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://xrlq.com/2009/11/22/how-south-are-you-part-deux/' title='Bless his heart?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/8565386508221789809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=8565386508221789809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/8565386508221789809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/8565386508221789809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/bless-his-heart.html' title='Bless his heart?'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-56051636368402419</id><published>2009-11-27T19:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:30:00.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thousands don't have car insurance...</title><content type='html'>even though&lt;a href="http://www.pressdisplay.com/pressdisplay/viewer.aspx#http://"&gt; it's the law.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.  Mandatory automobile insurance hurts the poor most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;States with higher poverty rates show a corresponding rise in uninsured drivers.... Simply put, people skirt car insurance when they can’t afford &lt;br /&gt;it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor people can't afford it, so they don't buy it.  Apparently mandatory auto insurance doesn't make the roads any safer, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Nearly 40 years of car insurance mandates — which the insurance industry says have failed to make roads safer or lower auto insurance costs — raise questions about how well such mandates work.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't work.  Mandatory auto insurance benefits only the insurance industry, and possibly not even them.  I'm not an actuary, so I don't know the answer to that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have car insurance, because I own assets, including property.  I can't afford to be sued.  Poor people, however, don't have anything to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyone didn't have to buy this expensive and totally useless product, those who do want it--like me--could purchase additional coverage for accidents involving uninsured drivers for a nominal sum.  That's the way things used to be before mandatory car insurance was instituted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the poor people could spend their money on something they need and want, like food, for instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, they don't need mandatory health insurance either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-56051636368402419?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.pressdisplay.com/pressdisplay/viewer.aspx#' title='Thousands don&apos;t have car insurance...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/56051636368402419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=56051636368402419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/56051636368402419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/56051636368402419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/thousands-dont-have-car-insurance.html' title='Thousands don&apos;t have car insurance...'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-3937861746810839101</id><published>2009-11-24T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:02:52.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>People standing in the rain, watching fountains</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/Swx0K8HNoaI/AAAAAAAACGc/fWAhKyA4KWw/s1600/P7140026.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/Swx0K8HNoaI/AAAAAAAACGc/fWAhKyA4KWw/s400/P7140026.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; 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&lt;blockquote&gt;First of all, remember when they kept telling us how smart Kerry was? The guy doesn't even know how to use the word "literally."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mean and completely unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In political speech 'literally" means "sort of" or "not really, but close enough for government work."  I am sure the Greeks had a term for this metaphoric use of words, but I don't know what it is and it's almost midnight so I really don't want to look it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples:  "I was caught in a rain shower, I was literally wet from head to toe" means "I got some rain on me."  "I ate so much I literally thought I was going to hurl" means "I ate a lot."  Got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other words that are used in this fashion are:  "honestly," and "sincerely," "I swear!" all of which generally mean the speaker is lying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-7443965219426098095?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748704204304574545733826430664.html' title='Literally!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/7443965219426098095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=7443965219426098095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/7443965219426098095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/7443965219426098095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/literally.html' title='Literally!'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-7359931043644459585</id><published>2009-11-20T13:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T15:07:41.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Selling your house</title><content type='html'>The new mantra about how to sell your house concerns "staging."  This is the art of turning your home into something impersonal.  It's supposed to look like nobody lives there.  Think motel room, or better yet, motel lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down come the pictures on the refrigerator.  Off comes the wallpaper.  Personal mementos:  rent a storage locker.  Antiques and collectibles: in the attic, or a friend's attic if you don't have one.  You are allowed to keep your washer and dryer, but all laundry, clean or dirty, must be disposed of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My experience of buying a home is different.  Our first house: all I saw was the little oriental rug and fancy light fixture in the entrance hall, the landing halfway up the stairs with a window revealing  sparkling sunshine, the strawberries on the wallpaper in the kitchen.  These spoke to me, and I didn't notice until later that the bathrooms had been designed during the Hoover Administration, the stove purchased during Roosevelt's first term,the carpeting was threadbare, and the exterior paint was peeling.  We had moved in before we noticed these things, and to make matters worse, the charming Oriental rug--I am allowed to say Oriental, am I not? had been removed by the previous tenant, revealing more shabby carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our second house featured harvest gold appliances, obviously from the sixties.  The bathrooms had blue toilets, which you can't get any more, thank God, unless the sixties look comes back in vogue.  The kitchen was papered with sixties daisies in a color similar to the harvest gold appliances, but a bit uglier.  The bathrooms featured flocked wallpaper, even on the ceiling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was Mother's Day, and the tableau of the cute young couple who were selling it, their presentable parents, and their winsome five-year-old boy gamboling on the lawn made it look idyllic.  Also featured was a sunken garden, which contained an oak tree that must have been there in Alexander Hamilton's time.  It gave a sort of secluded, private air to the place.  Except in the winter, when the leaves fell off the trees, we had a good view of the Burger King down the road, which sort of diminished the rustic ambiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our present shelter was sold to us because Mr Charm liked the the double green doors and the green trim at the front entrance.  I liked the big screened in porch adjoining the patio.  I could just imagine it filled with charming wicker furniture and charming guests sitting upon the same.  A few potted plants, maybe some hanging ones.  Laughter and jollity and good will all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We forgot to notice that there was a steep flight of stairs leading up to the second floor.  Actually, we failed to notice that there was a second floor.  The floors were hideous and there were no cupboards.  Most of our kitchenware had to be stowed in the basement, where it resides to this day.  The porch is nice, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say is that decisions to buy a house are not based on rational thinking.  One couple of our acquaintance were afraid to look at the second floor of the house they were buying because they feared afraid the owners would be annoyed.  A friend of mine recently moved into her new house and discovered there was only one drawer in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing a house is sort of like picking up someone cute in a singles bar.  He might be the man of your dreams.  Or he might be the Boston Strangler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-7359931043644459585?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/7359931043644459585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=7359931043644459585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/7359931043644459585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/7359931043644459585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/selling-your-house.html' title='Selling your house'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-9011763657252656931</id><published>2009-11-19T23:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:23:15.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering the Gettysburg address</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SwYZrcu6JqI/AAAAAAAACE4/cK6ryfLqS3U/s1600/getty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 374px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SwYZrcu6JqI/AAAAAAAACE4/cK6ryfLqS3U/s400/getty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406036636942870178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at &lt;a href="http://www.philly.com/philly/wires/ap/news/state/pennsylvania/20091119_ap_ceremonymarksanniversaryofgettysburgaddress.html"&gt;Gettysburg, PA.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Union Army's victory in the Battle of Gettysburg was a turning point in the Civil War. Lincoln delivered his brief but powerful speech while dedicating the cemetery on Nov. 19, 1863.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;146 years ago on this day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-9011763657252656931?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.philly.com/philly/wires/ap/news/state/pennsylvania/20091119_ap_ceremonymarksanniversaryofgettysburgaddress.html' title='Remembering the Gettysburg address'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/9011763657252656931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=9011763657252656931&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/9011763657252656931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/9011763657252656931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/remembering-gettysburg-address.html' title='Remembering the Gettysburg address'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SwYZrcu6JqI/AAAAAAAACE4/cK6ryfLqS3U/s72-c/getty.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-9270189.post-4474914190604129038</id><published>2009-11-19T15:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:51:49.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Commenting</title><content type='html'>Why don't I ever get any comments?  Is commenting disabled?  Or what?  Or has this blog become boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody even says "boo!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-4474914190604129038?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/4474914190604129038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=4474914190604129038&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/4474914190604129038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/4474914190604129038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/commenting.html' title='Commenting'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-5542549815927517253</id><published>2009-11-19T15:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:32:55.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For those who want to get a head start on Thanksgiving preparations:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SwWlwAUQldI/AAAAAAAACEs/WGJ2bKH-PlM/s1600/turkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SwWlwAUQldI/AAAAAAAACEs/WGJ2bKH-PlM/s400/turkey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405909171865425362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not too early to post the picture of Bush with the "plastic" turkey, a perennial favorite bit of moonbattery. It's been proved over and over that the turkey is real, but that's not the point.  The point is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bush lied, and people died!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-5542549815927517253?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/5542549815927517253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=5542549815927517253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/5542549815927517253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/5542549815927517253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-those-who-want-to-get-head-start-on.html' title='For those who want to get a head start on Thanksgiving preparations:'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SwWlwAUQldI/AAAAAAAACEs/WGJ2bKH-PlM/s72-c/turkey.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-9270189.post-7895299532980267383</id><published>2009-11-15T15:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:28:57.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Outrage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SwBggAho5vI/AAAAAAAACEU/0WY-DotR_yA/s1600-h/towers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SwBggAho5vI/AAAAAAAACEU/0WY-DotR_yA/s400/towers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404425655857768178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just heartsick at the thought of the five terrorists being brought to New York for trial.  Quite aside from the problems of providing security and the inconvenience to its citizens, New York will be polluted by their presence there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a politically calculated act, carefully designed to--what?  Punish Bush and Cheney?  Appease the unappeasable America haters?  I cannot even comprehend the mindset that would devise such a loathsome action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the Republicans will take note of Eric Holder's activities, so when they are in power they can prosecute him for war crimes.  They want to keep score?  Let's us keep score, too.  What goes around comes around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-7895299532980267383?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/7895299532980267383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=7895299532980267383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/7895299532980267383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/7895299532980267383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/outrage.html' title='Outrage'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SwBggAho5vI/AAAAAAAACEU/0WY-DotR_yA/s72-c/towers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-1550018094303870936</id><published>2009-11-15T15:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:04:26.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses 11/15/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SwBeogXbOsI/AAAAAAAACEM/WZcr4oSmmbc/s1600-h/flowers+005.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SwBeogXbOsI/AAAAAAAACEM/WZcr4oSmmbc/s400/flowers+005.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/Sv9531HRbII/AAAAAAAACEA/PIftkpKWF6I/s400/oba.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404172077925231746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that says, "Kick me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-2034494773452760743?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/2034494773452760743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=2034494773452760743&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/2034494773452760743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/2034494773452760743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-deserves-sgn-pasted-on-his-posterior.html' title='He deserves a sign pasted on his posterior...'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/Sv9531HRbII/AAAAAAAACEA/PIftkpKWF6I/s72-c/oba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-7138666194099180604</id><published>2009-11-14T22:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:37:56.504-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some interesting local color</title><content type='html'>from &lt;a href="http://stevengivler.blogspot.com/2009/11/falconry-in-saudi-arabia.html#links"&gt;Saudi Arabia,&lt;/a&gt; of all places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-7138666194099180604?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://stevengivler.blogspot.com/2009/11/falconry-in-saudi-arabia.html#links' title='Some interesting local color'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/7138666194099180604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=7138666194099180604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/7138666194099180604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/7138666194099180604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-interesting-local-color.html' title='Some interesting local color'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-3124375307435710062</id><published>2009-11-14T15:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T15:41:29.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Warty Bliggins</title><content type='html'>By &lt;a href="http://www.donmarquis.com/readingroom/archybooks/warty.html"&gt;Don Marquis.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should explain that the following was written by archy, a cockroach, who composed by hopping from key to key on a typewriter.  He could not operate the shift key, thus no caps.  No punctuation, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met a toad&lt;br /&gt;the other day by the name&lt;br /&gt;of warty bliggens&lt;br /&gt;he was sitting under&lt;br /&gt;a toadstool&lt;br /&gt;feeling contented&lt;br /&gt;he explained that when the cosmos&lt;br /&gt;was created&lt;br /&gt;that toadstool was especially&lt;br /&gt;planned for his personal&lt;br /&gt;shelter from sun and rain&lt;br /&gt;thought out and prepared&lt;br /&gt;for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not tell me&lt;br /&gt;said warty bliggens&lt;br /&gt;that there is not a purpose&lt;br /&gt;in the universe&lt;br /&gt;the thought is blasphemy&lt;br /&gt;a little more&lt;br /&gt;conversation revealed&lt;br /&gt;that warty bliggens&lt;br /&gt;considers himself to be&lt;br /&gt;the center of the same&lt;br /&gt;universe&lt;br /&gt;the earth exists&lt;br /&gt;to grow toadstools for him&lt;br /&gt;to sit under&lt;br /&gt;the sun to give him light&lt;br /&gt;by day and the moon&lt;br /&gt;and wheeling constellations&lt;br /&gt;to make beautiful&lt;br /&gt;the night for the sake of&lt;br /&gt;warty bliggens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more, but you get the idea.  Every time I witness our president preening, I am reminded of Warty bliggens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-3124375307435710062?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.donmarquis.com/readingroom/archybooks/warty.html' title='Warty Bliggins'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/3124375307435710062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=3124375307435710062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/3124375307435710062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/3124375307435710062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/warty-bliggins.html' title='Warty Bliggins'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-6088101987681936727</id><published>2009-11-14T15:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T15:19:57.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oxymoron</title><content type='html'>Fat-free half and half.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-6088101987681936727?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/6088101987681936727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=6088101987681936727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/6088101987681936727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/6088101987681936727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/oxymoron.html' title='Oxymoron'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-1977228799803770529</id><published>2009-11-12T22:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T22:46:01.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Very true.</title><content type='html'>and &lt;a href="http://www.tygrrrrexpress.com/2009/11/no-more-heblish/"&gt;well put.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For those that have not been paying attention, Islamofacist terrorists declared War on America in the 1970s. In 2001, we finally declared war on them. As for Israel, these terrorists began their Jihad 1400 years ago. Israel has fought back brilliantly from a military standpoint. Yet from a public relations standpoint, it pains me as a Republican Jew to see the two worst marketed products on the planet be the Republican Party and Israel.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Eric Cantor and I were the only Republican Jews in existence.  Wow!  Another one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the whole article.  There will be a quiz on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-1977228799803770529?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.tygrrrrexpress.com/2009/11/no-more-heblish/' title='Very true.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/1977228799803770529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=1977228799803770529&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/1977228799803770529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/1977228799803770529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/very-true.html' title='Very true.'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-1266409948145858129</id><published>2009-11-08T15:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:05:10.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-news</title><content type='html'>At the gym, being a captive audience while riding the recumbent bicycle, I was treated to an interview with Gorbachev.  Yes, that one.  The fellow who stood by as the Soviet Union finally self-destructed.  I suppose one should be grateful that he didn't turn his thugs loose on the rebellious citizenry. However, I don't know that his advice to President Obama is really of much use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there he is, bloviating, dispensing advice, a totally derisory figure who nobody in the world has listened to for oh, two decades.  He probably works for a liberal think tank.  Or maybe he's a professor at one of the Ivy League universities.  He has a little of Al Gore in him, in the sense that he is obviously trying to use words of one syllable in order to be understood by the mental defectives who are citizens of this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama is a jerk, but he's never been chief jerk of the Soviet Union.  All he aspires to be is First Citizen of the World, a kind of Pontifex Maximus --he does like to pontificate--or maybe Senior Class President.  With him, it's difficult to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-1266409948145858129?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/1266409948145858129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=1266409948145858129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/1266409948145858129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/1266409948145858129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/non-news.html' title='Non-news'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-3594089805710454881</id><published>2009-11-04T17:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:28:02.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting of some roses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SvH_3QE1mWI/AAAAAAAACD0/vury6TnaomE/s1600-h/image.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SvH_3QE1mWI/AAAAAAAACD0/vury6TnaomE/s400/image.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&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/9270189-3594089805710454881?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/3594089805710454881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=3594089805710454881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/3594089805710454881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/3594089805710454881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/painting-of-some-roses.html' title='Painting of some roses'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SvH_3QE1mWI/AAAAAAAACD0/vury6TnaomE/s72-c/image.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-9270189.post-4274515422612284784</id><published>2009-11-04T09:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:07:34.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Jews are lefties</title><content type='html'>I keep getting e-mails from Townhall.com, full of articles by right-wing fanatics like myself, asking me to subscribe to their magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?  Because this site continually features articles by Pat Buchanan, a barely-disguised anti-Semite whose views are anathema to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left (generally) pays lip service to Israel and to Zionist causes. They may express sympathy for the suffering of the Palestinians, and carry on about the so-called "Peace Process," but generally come out in favor of Israel's right to exist.  Right-wingers like Pat Buchanan, however, are full of ominous mutterings about undue Jewish influence.  Jewish conspiracy theories!  I wish! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The views of Buchanan, along with the often voiced opinion on the Christian right that we are all going straight to hell if we don't acknowledge Jesus, are enough to offset all the good will of all the Christian groups who wish Israel well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add this to the natural impulse of people who have experienced discrimination to feel for the underprivileged and minorities, and you have a group of people who gravitate to the Democrats.  Not me, of course.  I don't care for a party that considers Che Guevara hip, cool, and groovy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-4274515422612284784?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://us.mc840.mail.yahoo.com/mc/welcome?.partner=vz-acs&amp;.gx=0&amp;.tm=1257345765&amp;.rand=d8jcsdnqs7kb3#_pg=showMessage&amp;sMid=4&amp;&amp;filterBy=&amp;.rand=365116065&amp;midIndex=4&amp;mid=1_1587' title='Why Jews are lefties'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/4274515422612284784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=4274515422612284784&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/4274515422612284784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/4274515422612284784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-jews-are-lefties.html' title='Why Jews are lefties'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-3803573630572275236</id><published>2009-11-03T11:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T11:05:24.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenure means never having to say you're sorry</title><content type='html'>and &lt;a href="http://www.dailygut.com/?i=4366"&gt;"gender studies"&lt;/a&gt; are just plain idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;So over at Depaul University - allegedly a college - students and faculty are up in hairy arms over the denial of tenure to Melissa Bradshaw, a professor of "women's and gender studies." In case you don't know what tenure is, it's a guaranteed lifetime job. And in case you don't know what "women's and gender studies" are, join the club - neither do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we have a magnificent collision of two idiotic practices: tenure, which relieves professors of trying altogether, allowing them instead to pursue ideas that would fail miserably in a world of measurable achievement; and gender studies, a fuzzy field where earnest types angrily analyze the "phenomenon of gender." Usually while wearing underwear made from hemp.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have said it better myself.  So I won't.  Go read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-3803573630572275236?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.dailygut.com/?i=4366' title='Tenure means never having to say you&apos;re sorry'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/3803573630572275236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=3803573630572275236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/3803573630572275236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/3803573630572275236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/tenure-means-never-having-to-say-youre.html' title='Tenure means never having to say you&apos;re sorry'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-2505742433078734179</id><published>2009-11-01T21:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:09:38.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things on my to-do list I'm pretty sure I'm never going to do</title><content type='html'>1.  Dig out the instruction booklet for my clothes steamer and figure out how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Weigh myself every day.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Stop eating chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Get liposuction.  (Unless I stop eating chocolate, drinking chocolate, thinking about chocolate.)&lt;br /&gt;5.  Clean out the closet in the spare room.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Weed my shoe collection.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Match every single sock in the drawer to its mate or throw it out.&lt;br /&gt;8.  Look up algorythm.  Read the definition.  Understand it.  Memorize it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.  Making out this list has exhausted me.  I need some chocolate to restore my energy.  Consider it medicinal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-2505742433078734179?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/2505742433078734179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=2505742433078734179&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/2505742433078734179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/2505742433078734179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-on-my-to-do-list-im-pretty-sure.html' title='Things on my to-do list I&apos;m pretty sure I&apos;m never going to do'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-8269396124042799576</id><published>2009-10-31T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:29:28.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Art made of Scotch tape</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/Su0AgBg4ijI/AAAAAAAACDo/7qqzSIzqhMA/s1600-h/scotch+tape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/Su0AgBg4ijI/AAAAAAAACDo/7qqzSIzqhMA/s400/scotch+tape.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398972078449265202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-8269396124042799576?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/8269396124042799576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=8269396124042799576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/8269396124042799576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/8269396124042799576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/10/art-made-of-scotch-tape.html' title='Art made of Scotch tape'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/Su0AgBg4ijI/AAAAAAAACDo/7qqzSIzqhMA/s72-c/scotch+tape.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-9270189.post-4791317865381808797</id><published>2009-10-31T23:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:21:08.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More about "higher" education</title><content type='html'>From stuff &lt;a href="http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/2008/02/01/47-arts-degrees/"&gt;white people&lt;/a&gt; like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When white people go away to college, they tend to study what are known as the Arts.  This includes actual Art, English, History, Classics, and Philosophy.  These can of course be broken down further into Film, Womyn’s Studies (yes the spelling is correct), Communications, Gender Studies, and so forth.  It is important to note that a high percentage of white people also get degrees in Political Science, which is pretty much like arts, and only seems to have the word “science” in it to make white people feel better about themselves.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you can go wrong adopting the general principle that, in college curricula, anything that includes the word "studies" involves a minimum of studying and a maximum of feeling sympathy for the downtrodden of all races, genders, and income levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To generalize further, people who major in Communication cannot communicate in any language less rudimentary than smoke signals, and any field of study that is designated "Science," for example social science and political science, has no scientific basis at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://broadstuff.com/archives/1937-Stuff-White-People-Dont-Like-2-Real-Geeks-CabinetForum-Redux.html"&gt;broadstuff&lt;/a&gt;, via &lt;a href="http://pajamasmedia.com/instapundit/"&gt;Instapundit.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270189-4791317865381808797?l=miriamsideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/2008/02/01/47-arts-degrees/' title='More about &quot;higher&quot; education'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/feeds/4791317865381808797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270189&amp;postID=4791317865381808797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/4791317865381808797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270189/posts/default/4791317865381808797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-about-higher-education.html' title='More about &quot;higher&quot; education'/><author><name>miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06796668928044011101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00646773974643459794'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270189.post-3913268025491517285</id><published>2009-10-26T23:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:05:13.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A painting I don't feel like finishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SuZjaN8TFWI/AAAAAAAACDc/LDQhkqDs3rM/s1600-h/P6140005.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8dLGp7jLbio/SuZjaN8TFWI/AAAAAAAACDc/LDQhkqDs3rM/s400/P6140005.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; 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of the display at my neighbor's house.  There is more, but I don't want to stand in front of their house taking photos, so this was all I captured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George--the neighbor--decorates his house for every occasion.  He says he does it for the grandchildren.   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