<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:23:30.873-06:00</updated><category term='impeachment'/><category term='Homewood IL'/><category term='Larry Craig'/><category term='addiction'/><category term='cancer'/><category term='family plot'/><category term='ornaments'/><category term='Freedom'/><category term='grace'/><category term='Gifts'/><category term='Afghanistan'/><category term='Competence'/><category term='Michael Moore'/><category term='Beth'/><category term='travel'/><category term='magical thinking'/><category term='Crain Peterson'/><category term='South Carolina'/><category 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type='text'>Poet's Farm</title><subtitle type='html'>An opportunity to explore the big -- and little -- issues of America today.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>169</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-3756347908534978619</id><published>2011-12-31T08:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T08:49:07.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Year in Review</title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year from Ann and Bill Moser!Our year in review:January:  Both of us sign up for free (to senior citizens) Drawing I at Prairie State Junior College.  We are old enough to be the professor’s parents, of course, and grandparents to the rest of the students in the class. We don’t feel that old! Ann is writing a cookbook. Bill swims a mile three times a week. Ann does </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3756347908534978619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=3756347908534978619&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3756347908534978619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3756347908534978619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2011/12/our-year-in-review.html' title='Our Year in Review'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-6147623784713139965</id><published>2011-10-03T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T17:48:55.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Matches</title><summary type='text'>     When I was a young married adult, my wife, son, and I used to visit my Great Aunt Lyda (pronounced Lie- dee) in Uniontown, PA.  She was my grandmother’s sister on my father’s side, born in 1883, and never married (she remained a maiden lady, a curiosity these days). 
     Aunt Lyda was well educated, having attended college.  She taught a couple years until her sister, my Great Aunt Sadie, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6147623784713139965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=6147623784713139965&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6147623784713139965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6147623784713139965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2011/10/matches.html' title='Matches'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-6083454219147933474</id><published>2011-05-24T15:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T15:28:28.469-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial Day'/><title type='text'>Memorial Day and Cpl. Everett H. Wade</title><summary type='text'>Memorial Day was not designed as an occasion for mattress sales, which unfortunately seems to be the way we celebrate most national holidays in the United States lately.This year I am calling attention to the late Cpl. Everett Heber Wade, my wife’s uncle.  He was declared Missing in Action on November 30, 1950, a day my wife remembers because her grandfather called her mother with the news that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6083454219147933474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=6083454219147933474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6083454219147933474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6083454219147933474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2011/05/memorial-day-and-cpl-everett-h-wade.html' title='Memorial Day and Cpl. Everett H. Wade'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-5944907896932998600</id><published>2011-04-29T09:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T09:52:46.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spam and religion</title><summary type='text'>First my disclaimers:1.  I consider myself a reasonably devout, greatly flawed, Christian.2.   I attend church regularly. 3.  I have close friends, relatives, and chosen family of various faith communities: Christians, Jews, Buddhists - and atheists.  I also know and enjoy the company of people who are Hindus and Muslims.  I respect the beliefs of all these people.4.  I have friends, family, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/5944907896932998600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=5944907896932998600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/5944907896932998600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/5944907896932998600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-my-disclaimers-1.html' title='Spam and religion'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-3549131335818830585</id><published>2011-04-19T09:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:10:43.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life-Long Learning</title><summary type='text'>When I turned 65 I got some old age perks. 


In my previous post I explained how I want to be treated as an old person, and that includes discounts or free stuff if it's available.  My enthusiasm for free stuff and discounts has to do with being cheap more than being old, let me make that clear.  Just don't condescend or patronize me.


One of the old age perks is that I'm not paying close to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3549131335818830585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=3549131335818830585&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3549131335818830585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3549131335818830585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-long-learning.html' title='Life-Long Learning'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wUfSJXMm07Y/Ta2RZGI66fI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gN2o9Ammf_0/s72-c/3578114203_fec2404dc0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-7884143745303054019</id><published>2011-04-13T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T11:06:10.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Patronize or Condescend To Me because I'm Old</title><summary type='text'> Old people in our society are purported to be revered, but I’m finding we are not.  I don’t want to turn this into a rant because I’m not Andy Rooney, don’t have the eyebrows, and don’t want that kind of a reputation. But I am going to offer some suggestions about how to deal with us seniors. First treat us as you would anyone else.  We have the same parts you have, they’re just more experienced</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7884143745303054019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=7884143745303054019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7884143745303054019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7884143745303054019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2011/04/dont-patronize-or-condescend-to-me.html' title='Don&apos;t Patronize or Condescend To Me because I&apos;m Old'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-6890338115744091926</id><published>2011-03-24T10:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T10:39:47.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Foundation 153</title><summary type='text'>I am a member of the local elementary school foundation, which raises money to fund special events in the schools.  Teachers apply and the Foundation153 provides grants.  It’s pretty simple - except we have to raise money to fund the grants we make.We raise money with three major events each year:      *a 5K “Fund Run,”      *“Pastapalooza,” a spaghetti dinner followed by a concert from the </summary><link rel='related' href='http://foundation153.org/' title='Foundation 153'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6890338115744091926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=6890338115744091926&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6890338115744091926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6890338115744091926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/foundation-153.html' title='Foundation 153'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-3855461710054365200</id><published>2011-03-16T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T11:45:36.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>R.S.V.P., dammit!</title><summary type='text'>I have to admit that I’ve had it.  Too many people fail to respond to invitations.In the past we’ve used the standard R.S.V.P., French for “respond please.”  That didn’t work, and we received somewhat better results with R.S.V.P. or else.  A few more people let us know that they would or would not be coming with the added or else.A few years ago, Shannon gave us a birthday party and used “R.S.V.P</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.citizensforhomewoodschools.org/' title='R.S.V.P., dammit!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3855461710054365200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=3855461710054365200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3855461710054365200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3855461710054365200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/rsvp-dammit.html' title='R.S.V.P., dammit!'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-5363923339046266497</id><published>2011-03-12T11:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T11:19:08.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Language and Lent</title><summary type='text'>Each year as Lent rolls around I think about what I’m going to give up.  A sign of penance and all that.  Last year I gave up crude words, and I was pretty good at it - but only for Lent.  But the habit didn't take.  As soon as Easter rolled around, the rude words popped right back into my speech.  I don’t sound like Gordon Ramsey, but I am sometimes a pretty close second.  This year, I’m giving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/5363923339046266497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=5363923339046266497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/5363923339046266497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/5363923339046266497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/language-and-lent.html' title='Language and Lent'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4456241423901502105</id><published>2010-12-13T11:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T11:07:08.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual Christmas Letter</title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
When we remember the past year, we realize our lives are comfortable - almost to the point of the mundane.  We didn't travel much - a couple local trips mostly - and stayed at home doing ordinary things. 
The best part of our lives is seeing the good things that happen to the people we love.
 Our highlights first: Ann joined a couple of groups and has made a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4456241423901502105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4456241423901502105&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4456241423901502105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4456241423901502105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2010/12/annual-christmas-letter_13.html' title='Annual Christmas Letter'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-8392167613746537089</id><published>2010-12-13T11:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T11:06:20.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual Christmas Letter</title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
When we remember the past year, we realize our lives are comfortable - almost to the point of the mundane.  We didn't travel much - a couple local trips mostly - and stayed at home doing ordinary things. 
The best part of our lives is seeing the good things that happen to the people we love.
 Our highlights first: Ann joined a couple of groups and has made a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/8392167613746537089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=8392167613746537089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/8392167613746537089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/8392167613746537089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2010/12/annual-christmas-letter.html' title='Annual Christmas Letter'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-6082656124151222243</id><published>2010-09-28T11:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T11:20:28.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Undercover Boss, American Evita, and Education in America</title><summary type='text'>I enjoy television - too much - but what I like best are the shows on On Demand because I can watch them without commercials or having to stop and zip through the commercials if I use the DVR.One of the shows Ann and I both enjoy is Undercover Boss.  It’s really a pretty cheesy formula:  The corporate giant gathers his administrative staff and tells them he’s going undercover in the company to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6082656124151222243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=6082656124151222243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6082656124151222243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6082656124151222243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2010/09/undercover-boss-american-evita-and.html' title='Undercover Boss, American Evita, and Education in America'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-8452080927386597528</id><published>2010-08-31T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T11:30:33.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious Writers Wanted</title><summary type='text'> I would like to start a new writing group populated with serious writers.

I am willing to meet on Wednesday, Thursday, or Friday evenings; or the group could meet mornings, afternoons or on weekends.

By serious writers, I mean people who write on a regular basis and think carefully about what they write, as well as what they  read.  Serious writers read widely.  Serious writers write regularly</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.billmoser.net/links.html' title='Serious Writers Wanted'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/8452080927386597528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=8452080927386597528&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/8452080927386597528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/8452080927386597528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2010/08/serious-writers-wanted.html' title='Serious Writers Wanted'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-6209586785583777209</id><published>2010-08-01T10:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T10:08:34.945-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computerese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acronyms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Acronyms</title><summary type='text'>Most of the people I know speak in shorthand.  We use inside jokes with our close friends or turn a person's name into an act, like pulling a Brenda, whatever that means.  In our texting, something I haven't mastered yet, writing emails or on social networks we use computerese shorthand.

Often we use acronyms without even knowing it.  An acronym is a word formed with the first letters of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6209586785583777209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=6209586785583777209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6209586785583777209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6209586785583777209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2010/08/acronyms.html' title='Acronyms'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-3184639164016821302</id><published>2010-07-21T12:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T12:09:01.952-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naming characters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>The Naming of Things</title><summary type='text'>
Mark Twain in his Adam’s Diary, talks about how the names of things came to be.  Adam credits Eve, whom he somewhat resents for taking over his privacy and independence.On Tuesday, the second day, Adam writes:  Been examining the great waterfall. It is the finest thing on the estate, I think. The new creature calls it Niagara Falls-- why, I am sure I do not know. Says it LOOKS like Niagara Falls</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3184639164016821302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=3184639164016821302&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3184639164016821302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3184639164016821302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2010/07/naming-of-things.html' title='The Naming of Things'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-7605110669341722452</id><published>2010-06-08T10:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T10:22:15.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need a Sponsor</title><summary type='text'>I need some sponsors, and I’m open to just about any and all takers.  Everyone seems to be sponsored in America, and there’s no reason for me not to join the game.  A lot of sponsors rely on product placement to hawk their goods, like Coke™  and Ford™ on American Idol.  Not to mention all the prominently displayed products you see in movies and television shows these days.  This is nothing new, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7605110669341722452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=7605110669341722452&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7605110669341722452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7605110669341722452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-need-sponsor.html' title='I Need a Sponsor'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-8194718490702650150</id><published>2010-05-25T10:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T13:34:07.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whomp, Whomp, Whomp</title><summary type='text'>I used to think that all the world’s problems could be solved by using one of two solutions:  lobotomy or sterilization.    I have, in my old age and (I hope) increasing wisdom, come to the conclusion that while lobotomy and sterilization might be justified in certain instances, I need to add two other solutions to the repertoire.  Those are the extreme head-on collision on the expressway, only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/8194718490702650150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=8194718490702650150&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/8194718490702650150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/8194718490702650150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2010/05/whomp-whomp-whomp.html' title='Whomp, Whomp, Whomp'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4318283487070298939</id><published>2010-05-11T09:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T10:37:38.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Dog Stella</title><summary type='text'>We are sad today.  I took Stella  to be euthanized.Stella was a beautiful dog, and a smart one.  When we went for walks, she pulled a little even on her Gentle Lead, but she always stopped at corners before we crossed streets.  I trained her to do that so she wouldn't run into the street if she escaped from her leash.  When we turned, I could tell her left or right (once I figured it out) and she</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4318283487070298939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4318283487070298939&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4318283487070298939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4318283487070298939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-dog-stella.html' title='Our Dog Stella'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/S-l0By-37lI/AAAAAAAAAFA/5K2Tm8Sl9vQ/s72-c/FH010022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-2678914853275441689</id><published>2010-05-07T11:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T11:50:13.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><summary type='text'>Sunday is Mother's Day, a bittersweet day that we try to avoid, like Father's Day.  Our son Daniel, our only biological child, died in 1993, and our mothers are both gone too.  It's not exactly a happy day for us.  ExceptOur good friend Tim, whose parents died while he was in high school, gave us his two boys a dozen years ago to be grandparents to.  We love David and Jonathan dearly, and have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2678914853275441689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=2678914853275441689&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/2678914853275441689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/2678914853275441689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4537911651149589023</id><published>2010-05-03T10:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T10:48:46.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Return to Blog Writing:  A winding essay</title><summary type='text'>When we were young and foolish and filled with optimism and promise, we bought a run-down Queen Anne house in Joliet, built in 1892, also filled with promise.We subscribed to Old House Journal, and tried not to 'remuddle' it, but I'm sure that despite insulating walls and ceilings, removing paint from all woodwork in the downstairs, refinishing the maple floor in the kitchen, adding electric </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4537911651149589023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4537911651149589023&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4537911651149589023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4537911651149589023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-we-were-young-and-foolish-and.html' title='Return to Blog Writing:  A winding essay'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-3972332085723808079</id><published>2010-03-15T08:51:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T12:04:37.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A long time, a new project</title><summary type='text'>It's been too long since I posted a blog, and I can tell some of you keep checking because my counter keeps going up.  Thanks for your continuing support.I've been busy with a new novel and that's where my energy is going.  At this point I have only about fifteen thousand words.  Usually by this time in the process, my characters are sitting on my shoulder telling me their stories, but that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3972332085723808079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=3972332085723808079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3972332085723808079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3972332085723808079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-time-new-project.html' title='A long time, a new project'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-7814407007265374205</id><published>2010-02-19T17:42:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T17:53:01.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How to fix Congress</title><summary type='text'>  THIS IS HOW YOU FIX CONGRESS: A friend sent this along to me. I can't think of a reason to disagree.  I am posting this on my blog for everyone - and that includes conservatives, liberals, and everybody in between. We may disagree on a number of issues, but a friend wants to promote a "Congressional Reform Act of 2010". It would contain eight provisions, all of which would probably be strongly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7814407007265374205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=7814407007265374205&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7814407007265374205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7814407007265374205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-to-fix-congress.html' title='How to fix Congress'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-8778850053698879854</id><published>2010-01-09T10:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T10:52:01.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggerel for Ella</title><summary type='text'>Ella-mentarySweet Ella M. Paul Isn’t Ella at all. She’s Ellam,  Which rhymes with canteloupe (or muskmelom). It’s ella-mentary, my dear Ellam.Monkey See, Monkey DoElla likes animals in the zoo: Giraffes, lions and tigers -- bears too. Monkeys pose in a mirror. Ella laughs and they spy her When she plays monkey-see-monkey-do!The PartyWhen Ella visits Aunty Shan She plans a party if she can With </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/8778850053698879854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=8778850053698879854&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/8778850053698879854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/8778850053698879854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2010/01/doggerel-for-ella.html' title='Doggerel for Ella'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/S0izZJY6DqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/W_2kKyPbgXY/s72-c/13664_229161246214_622611214_4806311_1108273_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-7638690401361929376</id><published>2009-12-17T16:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T16:33:06.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest Blog</title><summary type='text'>My friend Myron Boyajian wanted to post this as a comment but space doesn't permit it, so I am giving him full rein.  All italics are mine.  Here's what he had to say:Your December 9, 2009 post hit home with me.  I have seen the erosion of civility and I am disturbed by it.  True civility and respect for another person have been replaced by slovenly manners, dress, speech, and thinking.  We see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7638690401361929376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=7638690401361929376&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7638690401361929376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7638690401361929376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/12/guest-blog.html' title='Guest Blog'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-998055157202455580</id><published>2009-12-15T09:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T09:35:28.463-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We wish all the blessings of the season, whether it be Christmas, Chanukah, Kwanza, the Solstice, or whatever.  In order to be green, we are posting our Christmas Letter.  JanuaryInauguration Day We attended an Inauguration Celebration at Flavor with a lot of friends.  “Say it loud:  post-racial and proud!” (From our lips to God's ears!) We also celebrated the anniversary of Bill’s broken ankle.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/998055157202455580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=998055157202455580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/998055157202455580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/998055157202455580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-wish-all-blessings-of-season-whether.html' title=''/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/Syer_B22Y4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w4JMt_qnHJI/s72-c/IMG_1440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-1759504486287986145</id><published>2009-12-09T12:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:06:16.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Civility</title><summary type='text'>I think it’s time we started a New Civility.  Rudeness and incivility have been the standard for politics for the last few decades.  Who can forget the George H. W. Bush ad that used Willy Horton to terrify the middle class?  He wasn’t the first candidate who used scare tactics, of course, but he was one of the most effective.  And it got him elected.  Since then, politics has become more and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1759504486287986145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=1759504486287986145&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1759504486287986145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1759504486287986145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-civility.html' title='A New Civility'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4812243417148496572</id><published>2009-12-03T08:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T08:41:42.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Messy</title><summary type='text'>I had a birthday yesterday.  It wasn’t a milestone although the older I get, the more I believe that every birthday is a mile stone.  Our former daughter in law had a tradition of asking the rapidly aging person at dinner, “What wisdom have you learned, now that you are a year older?”  No one asked that yesterday, but I still thought about it.  Here’s my wisdom after my close to six and a half </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4812243417148496572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4812243417148496572&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4812243417148496572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4812243417148496572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-is-messy.html' title='Life is Messy'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-3827014189401864942</id><published>2009-11-11T08:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T08:12:28.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Veterans' Day</title><summary type='text'>Today is Veterans’ Day.  In 2004 we were on Gibralter on November 11.   At 11:11 our guide stopped everything and we stood in silence for two minutes.  The First World War, the horrible War To End All Wars, came to an end at the eleventh minute of the eleventh hour on the eleventh day of the eleventh month in 1918.  It slaughtered about half of the young male population of England, and in honor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3827014189401864942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=3827014189401864942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3827014189401864942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3827014189401864942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/11/veterans-day.html' title='Veterans&apos; Day'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-890854913310887239</id><published>2009-11-03T08:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:08:22.434-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween at the Mosers</title><summary type='text'>I was a Shoe Tree.             Ann dressed as a French Maid.As always, feel free to comment below.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/890854913310887239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=890854913310887239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/890854913310887239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/890854913310887239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-at-mosers.html' title='Halloween at the Mosers'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SvA4ZYZkUzI/AAAAAAAAAEg/XkCRAatvqxI/s72-c/image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-1785762059909184120</id><published>2009-11-02T11:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T11:21:24.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Who Know Best</title><summary type='text'>Halloween has come and gone, and with it the frantic messages from Those Who Know Best about devil worship, paganism, impending planetary chaos, and general going-to-hell-in-a-hand-basket of those who celebrate and enjoy the holiday.  I think Halloween is fun.  It used to be more fun when I was a kid, but that may have to do with the fact that I was a kid.  I kind of think not, however.  When I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1785762059909184120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=1785762059909184120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1785762059909184120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1785762059909184120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/11/those-who-know-best.html' title='Those Who Know Best'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-38060343170146025</id><published>2009-10-26T08:53:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T07:56:29.584-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balloon Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='off switch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falcon Heene'/><title type='text'>News Fast</title><summary type='text'>Ann and “Vlad” outside the castle.There is no such thing as bad publicity.  Some of the best remembered figures in history weren’t nice people, but they were well known.  Lizzie Borden took an axe and gave her mother forty whacks.  When she saw what she had done, she gave her father forty-one.  Stalin said that one death is a tragedy, but a million is a stastic.  Both Charles Manson and Rasputin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/38060343170146025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=38060343170146025&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/38060343170146025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/38060343170146025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-fast.html' title='News Fast'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SuhxtY6UmsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OSiXNpkTWzo/s72-c/Balkans+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4280297743447435896</id><published>2009-10-18T15:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T15:38:11.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Impatience and Criticism</title><summary type='text'>Derek, Jo, and HerselfProud Grandpa and EllaProud Grandma and Ella.Ella HerselfI frequently am impatient.  I want things to be better than they already are.  I want life to improve.We went to Denver last week to see Derek's new baby, our new granddaughter Ella, who will be 10 weeks old on Tuesday.  It was a great visit.  I got to hold her, feed her and I didn't have to change her.  I learned I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4280297743447435896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4280297743447435896&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4280297743447435896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4280297743447435896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/10/impatience-and-criticism.html' title='Impatience and Criticism'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/Stt8l661j-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/wsxoETBLiVs/s72-c/DSC00261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-687597783784459404</id><published>2009-10-11T15:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T15:30:19.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays, Sports, and Television</title><summary type='text'>I don’t have a sports gene.  I don’t know why it skipped my generation, although it’s possible that it never really existed in my family.    My father used to turn on football games so he could nap on the couch.  If we changed the station or turned off the television, he’d wake up immediately and say something like, “I was watching that!”  I never understood how commercials didn’t interrupt his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/687597783784459404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=687597783784459404&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/687597783784459404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/687597783784459404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/10/holidays-sports-and-television.html' title='Holidays, Sports, and Television'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-9111402413076280717</id><published>2009-09-30T10:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:01:36.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper products</title><summary type='text'>We use cloth napkins. Always.  For breakfast, lunch and dinner.  Generally, they are finger towels of terry cloth, absorbent, big enough to wipe your hands and face on, and easily washable.  No ironing.  We have dozens of them.  When we have fancy guests we use linen, generally monogramed, hand hemmed, double damask, sixteen-by-sixteen-inch napkins my great-grandmother made shortly after her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/9111402413076280717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=9111402413076280717&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/9111402413076280717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/9111402413076280717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/09/paper-products.html' title='Paper products'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-1887472635748226718</id><published>2009-09-19T10:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T10:32:49.362-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><summary type='text'>Today is Ann's birthday.  I can't say how old she is, but she's not old enough for Medicare yet.Shower her with greetings by commenting below, and I'll pass them on.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1887472635748226718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=1887472635748226718&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1887472635748226718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1887472635748226718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-5716197898429348720</id><published>2009-09-19T10:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T10:30:01.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound Bites</title><summary type='text'>Too many ideas in the public discourse have become reduced to slogans and sound bites.  That leaves no room for any kind of thoughtful discussion.  When thought ceases we are left with heat rather than light.  Whose fault that is becomes a matter of discussion, one, no doubt, that would produce, ironically, more heat than light and yet another series of sound bites.  Instant communications </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/5716197898429348720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=5716197898429348720&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/5716197898429348720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/5716197898429348720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/09/sound-bites.html' title='Sound Bites'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-3316319333838649447</id><published>2009-09-11T11:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T12:43:40.540-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natural Consequences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newton&apos;s Third Law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iraq War'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taliban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Al Qaeda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Afghanistan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vietnam'/><title type='text'>Natural Consequences</title><summary type='text'>I believe in natural consequences.  They are akin to Newton's Third Law:  For every action there is an equal and opposite reactionWhen Daniel, our son, was little, we employed natural consequences.  We told him what would happen if he disobeyed.  He could choose to disobey and take a punishment  - or not disobey. It was pretty easy, and we tried to make the consequences fair and 'organic.'  They </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3316319333838649447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=3316319333838649447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3316319333838649447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3316319333838649447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/09/natural-consequences.html' title='Natural Consequences'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-6235316240976418349</id><published>2009-08-27T08:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T09:20:23.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty Years From Now?</title><summary type='text'>The other day I was waiting for my imac tutorial at the Apple Store and ran into my cousin Jerome.  We chatted a while and then he looked around and shook his head.  "What have we come to?" he asked.  "We are so dependent on computers and gadgets that we've lost our work ethic."  I would like to say I raised an eyebrow and waited for him to continue, but I can't raise one eyebrow.  Both of mine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6235316240976418349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=6235316240976418349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6235316240976418349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6235316240976418349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/08/fifty-years-from-now.html' title='Fifty Years From Now?'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-598026893026095381</id><published>2009-08-25T08:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T08:35:41.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Constitutional Amendments</title><summary type='text'>I think it’s time we had some Constitutional amendments.  I can think of many issues we need to address in these United States.  This list is not exhaustive by any means.  First, let’s think about the right to privacy, which is not stated explicitly in the Constitution, but has been interpreted from the Ninth Amendment, which mentions “other rights being retained by the people.”   That’s pretty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/598026893026095381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=598026893026095381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/598026893026095381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/598026893026095381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/08/constitutional-amendments.html' title='Constitutional Amendments'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-6560717593191179715</id><published>2009-08-15T16:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:53:55.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Landmarks</title><summary type='text'>When I was very young, perhaps seven or eight, well over fifty years ago, I read in my Jack and Jill Magazine a story about a kid who was born in the nineteen hundreds and lived through the landmark of the turn of the Twentieth Century.  I wondered if I would live that long, being too old to be a baby boomer, although I didn’t think about that, and if I would live through the turn into the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6560717593191179715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=6560717593191179715&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6560717593191179715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6560717593191179715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/08/landmarks.html' title='Landmarks'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-1181416749635367218</id><published>2009-08-05T10:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T10:57:11.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you wearing?</title><summary type='text'>What are you wearing?  Whenever he called, my friend Bobby would ask that instead of saying hello.    Bobby was a brilliant man beset with demons, a charming, charismatic person who was an inspiration to a generation of high school kids in the  Sunday School class he mentored, an addictive personality who damaged himself in slow suicide until he was murdered by his equally damaged lover who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1181416749635367218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=1181416749635367218&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1181416749635367218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1181416749635367218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-are-you-wearing.html' title='What are you wearing?'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-2369541361147478608</id><published>2009-07-31T11:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T11:54:12.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose.</title><summary type='text'>I am back from Vermont and the Olympic Peninsula and a couple writing conferences.  The hiatus is over.  Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose: the more things change the more they remain the same.  Here we are, once again (still?!) in the midst of political infighting.  And the people who need services that the government provides are the ones who suffer.  In Illinois, for example, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2369541361147478608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=2369541361147478608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/2369541361147478608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/2369541361147478608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/07/plus-ca-change-plus-cest-la-meme-chose.html' title='Plus ça change, plus c&apos;est la même chose.'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-6501332402058822729</id><published>2009-06-11T00:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:07:27.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><summary type='text'>I am really busy this summer and will resume blog posts  in August.  Thanks for your support in the past.  I'm looking forward to resuming my blog in a couple of months.In the meantime, Beyond Telling, by my friend Jim Churchill-Dicks, is a wonderful read.  You can access it to the right, underneath my photo.  Check out also J. Miller Rampant, which has a link there too.Have a great summer!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6501332402058822729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=6501332402058822729&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6501332402058822729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6501332402058822729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/06/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-6465369867876875463</id><published>2009-06-06T11:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T11:57:42.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Minds</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6465369867876875463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=6465369867876875463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6465369867876875463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6465369867876875463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/06/open-minds.html' title='Open Minds'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-3452734854232358593</id><published>2009-05-24T16:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:55:24.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not Another Mattress Sale</title><summary type='text'>Each year we celebrate Memorial Day.  The real Memorial Day, set aside to honor Civil War dead, is May 31.  [Surprise, it wasn’t designed as yet another holiday to have a ^%$#&amp;@* mattress sale!  Not that I have strong opinions about that.]  As the Civil War receded in history, other wars claimed their victims, and the collective memory dimmed, Memorial Day became a day to remember all the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3452734854232358593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=3452734854232358593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3452734854232358593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3452734854232358593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-not-another-mattress-sale.html' title='It&apos;s Not Another Mattress Sale'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-7553565960554667729</id><published>2009-05-23T07:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T08:01:01.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Instant Wealth</title><summary type='text'>I got a semi-interesting email this morning,which I'm posting below.  I suspect the Nigerians have gotten such a reputation that they no longer are able to bilk cash from unsuspecting old folks and the fake bankers in Hong Kong have taken over.  I'm not following up, of course, by involving myself with Mr. Cheng.  And I've deleted his email address although if you really want it, I'll send it to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7553565960554667729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=7553565960554667729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7553565960554667729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7553565960554667729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/05/instant-wealth.html' title='Instant Wealth'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-6653581122189156795</id><published>2009-05-20T10:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:53:39.863-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voltaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill of Rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nine-eleven'/><title type='text'>What Can't I Handle?</title><summary type='text'>I am tired of people trying to censor ideas because they don't agree with them.I don't agree with plenty of people, but I let them speak.  Voltaire said, "I do not agree with what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it."  I'm not so sure that I'd die for something trivial, but I still believe that people have the right to say things I don't want to hear.I don't want to hear,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6653581122189156795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=6653581122189156795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6653581122189156795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6653581122189156795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-cant-i-handle.html' title='What Can&apos;t I Handle?'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-8919278778388994101</id><published>2009-05-10T09:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:07:57.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Electronic Chaos</title><summary type='text'>Our lives have been in chaos because of electronics the past couple of weeks:  The internet has been out.  We finally figured out it was the router, got it taken care of, and we're back on line.  I used to say I hated having the electronic leash, and I still do, but I have a little more respect for it these days.  In any event, I'll be getting a couple of entries out early this week.For those of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/8919278778388994101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=8919278778388994101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/8919278778388994101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/8919278778388994101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/05/electronic-chaos.html' title='Electronic Chaos'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-316256811328649280</id><published>2009-04-29T11:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:05:04.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Suicide of Newspapers</title><summary type='text'>There has been a lot of discussion about the death of newspapers recently.    The younger demographic (younger than I am is practically everyone) gets their news from the internet and television.  But I also have contemporary and older friends who have CNN on constantly - or CNBC, MSNBC.  They don’t read newspapers.  [I should probably explain that I have a minor in journalism - a very old minor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/316256811328649280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=316256811328649280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/316256811328649280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/316256811328649280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/04/suicide-of-newspapers.html' title='The Suicide of Newspapers'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-2957086865514540201</id><published>2009-04-29T11:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:05:24.355-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bread and circuses'/><title type='text'>Just Because I Like It!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2957086865514540201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=2957086865514540201&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/2957086865514540201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/2957086865514540201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-because-i-like-it.html' title='Just Because I Like It!'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-3343787293404194974</id><published>2009-04-20T11:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T11:09:43.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dale and Valerie</title><summary type='text'>Congratulations to our friends Dale and Valerie, who just became grandparents - again - of a beautiful boy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3343787293404194974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=3343787293404194974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3343787293404194974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3343787293404194974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/04/dale-and-valerie.html' title='Dale and Valerie'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-5071121434809300567</id><published>2009-04-19T14:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:59:15.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Amendment Rights</title><summary type='text'>The First Amendment of the Constitution has come under fire of late from a lot of different places.It says:  Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.I am particularly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/5071121434809300567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=5071121434809300567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/5071121434809300567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/5071121434809300567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-amendment-rights.html' title='First Amendment Rights'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-7522771483777985576</id><published>2009-04-16T12:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T12:50:23.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea Bags and Taxes</title><summary type='text'>According to the Chicago Tribune this morning tax protesters yesterday had a field day with tea bags.  They said that the government wastes our tax money, and President Obama is to blame.I quite agree that we have too much waste in government.  I wish this were something we could blame on Barack Obama.  But it’s not.  The political parties in the United States have worked at getting reelected by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7522771483777985576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=7522771483777985576&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7522771483777985576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7522771483777985576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/04/tea-bags-and-taxes.html' title='Tea Bags and Taxes'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-7504686546891809531</id><published>2009-04-12T07:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T08:24:47.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><summary type='text'>Traditional ritual met modern communications last night when we attended the Great Easter Vigil, a service dating from First Century Christians.And I have to confess that we opted to go to mass last night, which begins by lighting the Paschal Candle from a fire outside and then processes into the church (complete with High Mass incense, torchbearers, a crucifer, that is, a person who displays a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7504686546891809531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=7504686546891809531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7504686546891809531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7504686546891809531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-2289786225289433229</id><published>2009-04-02T08:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T08:27:34.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>William Blake, my hero</title><summary type='text'>I first read/heard this poem by William Blake when I was a freshman in college in an English lit survey.  The professor came in to class and took attendance, started to read this aloud and then started to weep and left the class.  This was the same guy who believed that JFK's assassination was perpetrated by white supremacists.  On the day of my first final in college, the day JFK was shot, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2289786225289433229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=2289786225289433229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/2289786225289433229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/2289786225289433229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/04/william-blake-my-hero.html' title='William Blake, my hero'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-1799121534333462525</id><published>2009-03-30T11:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:09:58.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Resource Conundrum</title><summary type='text'>I’m beginning to think that medical science has gone too far, that we live too long.  This has to do with two things: the state of the economy and my knees.I was diagnosed with osteoarthritis in my knees, which makes it painful to walk, to run (hah! I haven’t run in years), even to sit quietly in a confined space like a car or my seat at the opera.  But this is NOT an organ recital, nor is it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1799121534333462525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=1799121534333462525&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1799121534333462525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1799121534333462525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/03/resource-conundrum.html' title='Resource Conundrum'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4657781398615114304</id><published>2009-03-18T11:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T12:45:59.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Opera Madness</title><summary type='text'>I went to my last opera of the season last night.  Actually, it was two, neither of which had I seen before.Last night's were Cavalleria Rusticana and Pagliacci.  They were really bleak with a lot of lovers getting killed by jealous husbands.  But the music was absolutely enthralling.  They were sung in Italian with English super titles, which means the words are projected on a screen at the top </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4657781398615114304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4657781398615114304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4657781398615114304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4657781398615114304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/03/opera-madness.html' title='Opera Madness'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-6002197922206034013</id><published>2009-03-16T12:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:12:35.142-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bush'/><title type='text'>The Big Lie</title><summary type='text'>Former Vice President Dick Cheney was on the tube yesterday spreading fear that Obama Administration policies leave us unprotected.  Sounds like the recent presidential campaign again, doesn't it?"There is no prospect" that Iraq will return to producing weapons of mass destruction or supporting terrorists, Cheney asserted, "as long as it's a democratically governed country, as long as they have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6002197922206034013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=6002197922206034013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6002197922206034013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6002197922206034013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-lie.html' title='The Big Lie'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-2243437166553833558</id><published>2009-03-10T11:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T11:37:30.264-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daylight Savings Time'/><title type='text'>An old complaint</title><summary type='text'>I’m tired. I’m really tired.There are a couple of reasons.  We moved my daughter Shannon’s stuff out of her boyfriend’s, make that ex-boyfriend’s, home on Friday.  Yesterday my son Derek and his girlfriend JoAnn visited from Denver.  I love Shannon and Derek dearly (and I think JoAnn is terrific but I’ve only met her twice.  So far so good).  Those two events made me tired, but a good tired.The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2243437166553833558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=2243437166553833558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/2243437166553833558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/2243437166553833558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/03/old-complaint.html' title='An old complaint'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-6161000472815250880</id><published>2009-03-02T12:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T12:51:38.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Random Pieces of "Wisdom"</title><summary type='text'>Twenty-five random things I’ve learned over the years. 1.  As an English teacher I learned - and tried to teach - the difference between your and you’re, its and it’s, there, their, and they’re, to, two and too.  2.   Most people (and dogs) can be trained, but few truly are educated.3.    Even dogs respond to the difference between lay and lie.4.  If I don’t do something now, and if I wait long </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6161000472815250880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=6161000472815250880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6161000472815250880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6161000472815250880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/03/25-random-pieces-of-wisdom.html' title='25 Random Pieces of &quot;Wisdom&quot;'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4649912400171927050</id><published>2009-02-24T15:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:47:19.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Civility</title><summary type='text'>This weekend, for reasons totally irrelevant here, my daughter Shannon and her two dogs Happiness and Ozzie Bearcame to live with us.  This has entailed sacrifices, of course.  I no longer have my own bathroom, but since there are several in the house, that’s minor.  I can’t lie around anymore in my underwear, and body sounds are now taboo.  But these are also pretty minor.  And the sacrifices on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4649912400171927050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4649912400171927050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4649912400171927050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4649912400171927050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-civility.html' title='A New Civility'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-1803108043513558389</id><published>2009-02-19T12:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:42:26.752-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Any Color but Green</title><summary type='text'>Illinois deserves to be represented by two viable senators.  Dick Durbin isn’t going anywhere in the near future apparently, but Roland Burris is turning into yet one more ginormous embarrassment for the state.I’m sick of it.  All the issues that need to be taken care of are ignored because Roland Burris is turning into the same kind of publicity hound as Rod Blagojevich did.  His personality has</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1803108043513558389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=1803108043513558389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1803108043513558389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1803108043513558389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/02/any-color-but-green.html' title='Any Color but Green'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-7509802019165347847</id><published>2009-02-08T10:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T10:34:51.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is not a victory march</title><summary type='text'>I can't help it. I love this video.  And she has a beautiful, clear voice.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7509802019165347847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=7509802019165347847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7509802019165347847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7509802019165347847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/02/k-d-lang.html' title='Love is not a victory march'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-1743325232457163888</id><published>2009-02-08T09:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T09:40:15.087-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><summary type='text'>I have been sucked into facebook.  I still have a myspace account, but it seems to be no longer fashionable, and facebook is somehow more user friendly and immediate.  Twitter is the new thing, but so far I have resisted.I’m just having too much fun on facebook - even though I don’t fit the demographic.  It’s aimed at 20 somethings, but I’m finding that it pulls in a lot of people older and even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1743325232457163888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=1743325232457163888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1743325232457163888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1743325232457163888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/02/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-1860535245014059295</id><published>2009-02-04T16:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:07:18.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Mammograms</title><summary type='text'>I just received an interesting email from a friend of mine exhorting me to click for a free mammogram for a woman who couldn't afford one.The Breast Cancer Site requires 45,000 clicks for each free mammogram, I suppose the underlying supposition being that you might also go to one of their sponsors, which pays to advertise on the site.I checked it out on snopes.com and discovered it is true.  You</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1860535245014059295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=1860535245014059295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1860535245014059295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1860535245014059295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/02/free-mammograms.html' title='Free Mammograms'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-3931245875432079264</id><published>2009-01-27T08:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T08:34:51.074-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impeachment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rod Blagojevich'/><title type='text'>The Blago Scandal</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday our governor, Rod Blagojevich, who is currently both under indictment and in  the process of being impeached, appeared on national television news programs to plead for his job.He hammered the same message to every question his interviewers asked:  He is innocent, the rules of impeachment prohibit him from calling witnesses, and he won’t resign because it would disgrace his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3931245875432079264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=3931245875432079264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3931245875432079264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3931245875432079264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/01/blago-scandal.html' title='The Blago Scandal'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-6470066678430825733</id><published>2009-01-19T11:46:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:33:55.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts from this Curmudgeon</title><summary type='text'>Happy Martin Luther King Day!If I were in charge there would be NO mattress sales "honoring" Dr. King, which in fact trivialize the importance of his life.  Rather, students would be in school to honor his commitment to education, and workers would be at work to honor his commitment to working people of all colors.Our last hymn in church yesterday was "Lift Every Voice and Sing", which suddenly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6470066678430825733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=6470066678430825733&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6470066678430825733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6470066678430825733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-thoughts-from-this-curmudgeon.html' title='Random Thoughts from this Curmudgeon'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-5617016936108564962</id><published>2009-01-13T10:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T11:35:52.511-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breast cancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mammograms'/><title type='text'>Mammograms</title><summary type='text'>Northwestern Memorial Hospital in Chicago recently sent out a letter to its patients.  Wait, can I anthropomorphize a hospital?  I guess I can.  Let me start over.Northwestern Memorial Hospital recently sent out a letter to its patients informing them that because of a shortage of radiologists, women should make appointments for their mammograms ten months in advance.I talked with Rich, a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/5617016936108564962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=5617016936108564962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/5617016936108564962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/5617016936108564962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/01/radiologists.html' title='Mammograms'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-1521624681039248148</id><published>2009-01-04T08:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T08:22:33.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace Anthem for Palestine</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1521624681039248148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=1521624681039248148&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1521624681039248148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1521624681039248148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/01/peace-anthem-for-palestine.html' title='Peace Anthem for Palestine'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-1004828277808891186</id><published>2009-01-01T09:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:04:12.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolutions</title><summary type='text'>I hardly ever make new year's resolutions because I seldom keep them and I hate to feel like a failure.This year I am making some exceptions, however.  In addition to making a couple resolutions for myself, I have resolutions other random people need to make.  I'm sure I'm being hypocritical, but it's so much fun.Rod Blagojevich:  I will stop looking in the mirror at my hair, forget the special </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1004828277808891186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=1004828277808891186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1004828277808891186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1004828277808891186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolutions'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4596614696503216843</id><published>2008-12-21T09:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T09:10:16.491-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas musings</title><summary type='text'>I have a hard time with Christmas because it's less than two weeks then to the anniversary of Daniel's death.  Since he died, the holidays have been a count down of sorts to the anniversary, although that has eased over the years. The holiday specials on television like A Christmas Carol are frequently too much for me to bear, so I turn them off or find a good mystery I can get lost in.  That </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4596614696503216843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4596614696503216843&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4596614696503216843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4596614696503216843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-musings.html' title='Christmas musings'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-7142980942480378071</id><published>2008-12-15T07:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T07:47:24.371-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illinois'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corruption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rod Blagojevich'/><title type='text'>Corruption in Illinois</title><summary type='text'>Several people, particularly my friend Valerie, told me they expected a comment about our current, corrupt governor.  Here it is:Rod Blagojevich, indicted governor of Illinois, is an arrogant asshole, corrupt, vain, and not smart enough to curb his tongue when he knew the feds were listening in on his telephone calls.How's that Valerie?Please comment below.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7142980942480378071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=7142980942480378071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7142980942480378071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7142980942480378071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/12/corruption-in-illinois.html' title='Corruption in Illinois'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-9003301616794385733</id><published>2008-12-10T10:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:48:26.889-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyric Opera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porgy and Bess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racism'/><title type='text'>Porgy and Bess</title><summary type='text'>Last night I saw Porgy and Bess at the Lyric Opera, their first production of the work.Composer Geroge Gershwin required that all productions of Porgy and Bess be sung by black singers.  The acting and the voices were beautiful, soaring, true, clear.  The staging was very interesting and the music is familiar and singable, despite being truly Twentieth Century with its typical discordant notes.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/9003301616794385733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=9003301616794385733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/9003301616794385733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/9003301616794385733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/12/porgy-and-bess.html' title='Porgy and Bess'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4246576875579663236</id><published>2008-12-05T12:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:07:09.786-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>2008 Christmas Letter</title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas, Dear Friends!In lieu of a Christmas letter, here’s a recap of our year:January  Bill  breaks his ankle and makes a nest in the family room.  Friends bring meals, walk dogs, visit - and haul his ass upstairs a couple of times a week for much needed showers.  Ann waits on Bill with complete devotion and unflagging energy.February  More of the same, except Ann tires of the routine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4246576875579663236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4246576875579663236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4246576875579663236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4246576875579663236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-christmas-letter.html' title='2008 Christmas Letter'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4121760598372062658</id><published>2008-11-28T10:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:43:22.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Torches N 'Pitchforks</title><summary type='text'>I just finished reading Torches n’ Pitchforks, an independent student literary journal sponsored by a friend of mine, Jim Churchill-Dicks, who teaches in Prineville, Oregon.  He is a fantastic person as well as a fantastic teacher.The students contributing to the journal have a lot to say, and as he commented, “If the standardized test scores told the whole story, they would say that Crook County</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4121760598372062658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4121760598372062658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4121760598372062658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4121760598372062658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/11/torches-n-pitchforks.html' title='Torches N &apos;Pitchforks'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4240253599384182403</id><published>2008-11-27T08:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:46:46.664-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millennium Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cloud Gate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art Institute of Chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Bean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free Hugs Campaign'/><title type='text'>Free Hugs Redux</title><summary type='text'>I hate to have my picture taken.  I’m already too fat, and the camera puts on 10 pounds.  Or so they say.But I had my picture taken a lot yesterday afternoon in front of the Art Institute while Ann and I participated in the Free Hugs Campaign, and so did Ann.  I hope you accepted my challenge and did your own Free Hugs wherever you were.We took the noon train downtown, and even on the train heard</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4240253599384182403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4240253599384182403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4240253599384182403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4240253599384182403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/11/free-hugs-redux.html' title='Free Hugs Redux'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4306365257753715160</id><published>2008-11-25T08:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T08:16:13.307-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedoms'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><summary type='text'>Thanksgiving is Thursday, and it is a time to reflect on what we are thankful for - besides too much to eat and too many football games on television and too many dishes to wash.I have a lot to be thankful for, beginning with family:  My wife of 41 years, Ann.  My son Daniel who died almost 16 years ago, but is still with us in our hearts.  It is amazing to me that he has been gone almost as long</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4306365257753715160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4306365257753715160&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4306365257753715160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4306365257753715160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4560779423209869546</id><published>2008-11-19T11:29:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T08:14:26.839-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free Hugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Free Hugs</title><summary type='text'>Thanksgiving is coming up and certainly we as Americans have a lot to be thankful for.Despite the economic turndown (crash?), we still have a lot to offer, and I have a suggestion that won’t cost anything except a trip to your local downtown area.  Ann and I are a part of the Free Hugs Campaign, and we’re going to “demonstrate” for the first time Wednesday afternoon, the day before Thanksgiving, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4560779423209869546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4560779423209869546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4560779423209869546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4560779423209869546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/11/free-hugs-for-thanksgiving.html' title='Free Hugs'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-8312784087225585258</id><published>2008-11-05T11:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T07:00:37.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Agent of Change</title><summary type='text'>I sent the out blog below Congratulations America! as an email before I decided to post it.  I received a lot of responses, which seems interesting to me because the counter shows that people check out my blog on a pretty regular basis, but they hardly ever leave comments - it's probably too cumbersome a process to write a comment.  I am printing (without permission, forgive me) some of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/8312784087225585258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=8312784087225585258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/8312784087225585258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/8312784087225585258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/11/agent-of-change.html' title='Agent of Change'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4130393563976720524</id><published>2008-11-05T10:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:39:32.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations, America!</title><summary type='text'>CONGRATULATIONS, AMERICA!I am walking on air this morning, to coin a phrase.  We are seeing a change in our country, a change in the way the world will view us, a change from the politics of fear to the politics of hope.I was downtown at the Opera last night and caught the tail end of the Obama Rally on my way to the train home.  The air was electric with cars and taxis honking their horns, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4130393563976720524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4130393563976720524&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4130393563976720524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4130393563976720524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/11/congratulations-america.html' title='Congratulations, America!'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-3933908120537215033</id><published>2008-11-04T07:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T07:51:59.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote</title><summary type='text'>As you know I am an Obama supporter.  But that is neither here nor there when YOU enter the voting booth.  The important thing is:If you haven't already voted, VOTE!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3933908120537215033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=3933908120537215033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3933908120537215033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3933908120537215033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/11/vote.html' title='Vote'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-1415890752974203251</id><published>2008-10-29T11:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:24:48.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Organ Recitals</title><summary type='text'>I don’t watch much television advertising.  That isn’t to say I don’t watch television.  Like most Americans, I probably (probably nothing!) watch too much.And like many people in this land of too much plenty, we have a DVR that I’ve learned to use.  It’s easier than a video recorder, but I learned to use one of those too.The advantage of the DVR is that it records programs - we have the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1415890752974203251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=1415890752974203251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1415890752974203251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1415890752974203251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/10/organ-recitals.html' title='Organ Recitals'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-2036981203206347348</id><published>2008-10-29T10:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:53:00.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments</title><summary type='text'>I love to hear from people who read this blog, and I occasionally do.  I hope that you enjoy what I write, and that I don’t come across as too much of an Andy Rooney curmudgeon. I regularly check the counter on the right hand side of the blog to see how many people stop for a look, but I never know who the lookers are unless they mention something to me in person or comment.I have heard from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2036981203206347348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=2036981203206347348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/2036981203206347348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/2036981203206347348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/10/comments.html' title='Comments'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4988176330098438235</id><published>2008-10-19T15:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:16:35.942-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Multiple Sclerosis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gwendolyn Brooks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>Second Chances</title><summary type='text'>I’m a big believer in second chances, probably because I have received so many of them throughout my life.My biggest second chances occurred after my son Daniel died at 19 in an accident in January of 1993.  A couple years later, Derek and Shannon, whose biological father left when they were not yet in school, chose me their dad; and then my friend Tim gave us his two sons, Jonathan and David, to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4988176330098438235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4988176330098438235&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4988176330098438235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4988176330098438235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/10/second-chances.html' title='Second Chances'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-6600756092262996171</id><published>2008-10-13T11:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:58:57.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt by Association</title><summary type='text'>Here we go.  Again.  Preaching hate.  How can the McCain campaign in good conscience and with any kind of honor create a lynching atmosphere at its rallies and in its campaign in general?Shouts of traitor follow, naturally, the declarations by the second runner up in the Miss Alaska contest that Barack Obama associates with known domestic terrorists.  Her behavior is totally irresponsible and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6600756092262996171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=6600756092262996171&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6600756092262996171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6600756092262996171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/10/guilt-by-association.html' title='Guilt by Association'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-558226772349555371</id><published>2008-10-10T10:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:05:58.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in a Box</title><summary type='text'>This is an example of our "Hermes" at work.  Oh, to be 16 and this talented!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/558226772349555371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=558226772349555371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/558226772349555371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/558226772349555371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-in-box_10.html' title='Life in a Box'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-519691583687811998</id><published>2008-09-29T15:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:53:17.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hermes the Imp</title><summary type='text'>I can’t tell you how much I enjoy being a grandfather, especially the grandfather of a sixteen-year-old young man.In the spirit of fairness, I must also point out that I adore the college sophomore, David.  And while I’m (we’re) getting to know Alexa and Grayson, the new members of our family, we love them more each day.Jon is a junior in high school, one of my favorite ages when I taught English</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/519691583687811998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=519691583687811998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/519691583687811998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/519691583687811998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/09/hermes-imp.html' title='Hermes the Imp'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-3828756808457021691</id><published>2008-09-29T15:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:24:36.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way Out of our Financial Crisis</title><summary type='text'>I’m wondering if we could bail out the economy by selling Alaska?   Of course, there’s no possibility we would or should give away the huge natural resources of such a beautiful and wild part of the United States.  If we sold it to the Russians or the Chinese or probably any other country, we’d end up being the great loser.  In the distant, Starwars-ish future we will no doubt find a way to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3828756808457021691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=3828756808457021691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3828756808457021691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3828756808457021691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/09/way-out-of-our-financial-crisis.html' title='The Way Out of our Financial Crisis'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-7866399200118890928</id><published>2008-09-22T08:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T08:48:59.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Potato Shaped Like Jesus</title><summary type='text'>Every spring we find a bin of sprouted potatoes in the pantry, and every spring we find a place in the garden, dig a trench, cut the potatoes into pieces, each with its own sprout and throw them into the ground.This year we put them next to the asparagus, where last year the beans got tromped by the dogs racing back and forth along the fence barking at  Monk and Mordecai, the large black dogs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7866399200118890928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=7866399200118890928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7866399200118890928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7866399200118890928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/09/potato-shaped-like-jesus.html' title='A Potato Shaped Like Jesus'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-1224294360396192329</id><published>2008-09-15T08:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T08:16:55.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate Mail</title><summary type='text'>I realize that this is the silly season, that politics create strange bedfellows, and any other cliche about the upcoming presidential race you can think of.I also realize that I am guilty of putting down Sarah Palin in particular, but also John McCain. And about a year ago Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton by suggesting that they have jobs in the Senate they were elected to that didn’t involve </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1224294360396192329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=1224294360396192329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1224294360396192329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1224294360396192329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/09/hate-mail-i-realize-that-this-is-silly.html' title='Hate Mail'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-5998117891111038279</id><published>2008-09-08T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:50:13.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmmmmmm</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/5998117891111038279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=5998117891111038279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/5998117891111038279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/5998117891111038279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/09/hmmmmmmmm.html' title='Hmmmmmmmm'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-1931835062624352061</id><published>2008-09-03T08:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T08:39:07.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Convention coverage'/><title type='text'>Mother Robin Redux</title><summary type='text'>I have been watching at the Republican Convention and have the same comments about it that I have about the Democratic Convention:  C-Span offers coverage without comment and we are (ostensibly) intelligent enough to make up our own minds about what politicians (a word which can be, but is not necessarily, pejorative) have to say.Again, feel free to comment below.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1931835062624352061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=1931835062624352061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1931835062624352061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/1931835062624352061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/09/mother-robin-redux.html' title='Mother Robin Redux'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-2470928517384305505</id><published>2008-09-02T08:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T08:41:07.033-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abstinence Education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vice Presidential Candidates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Palin'/><title type='text'>10 Reasons To Be VP</title><summary type='text'>10.  You can show that family values and feminism are not mutually exclusive.9.  You're a green candidate, although in your case that means untried, untested, and possibly thoroughly un-vetted.8.  Pretty is as Pretty does.7.  The "Fourth Branch" of government, so-named by the current vice resident, allows you to decide what your duties are - like cooking moose hotdogs and nursing your baby at the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2470928517384305505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=2470928517384305505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/2470928517384305505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/2470928517384305505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/09/10-reasons-to-be-vp.html' title='10 Reasons To Be VP'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-6477862201643851265</id><published>2008-08-31T11:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T08:36:07.858-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John McCain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Palin'/><title type='text'>Cynical Joke or Smart Choice?</title><summary type='text'>John McCain has named Sarah Palin, the Republican governor of Alaska, as his vice presidential running mate.  I have heard a lot of people describe this choice in different ways:  cynical, smart, practical, insulting, anti-feminist, risky, and a joke.I'm not sure which this decision is, and I tend toward cynical although it may turn out to be a very smart decision.  Sarah Palin may well pull the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6477862201643851265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=6477862201643851265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6477862201643851265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/6477862201643851265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/08/cynical-joke-or-smart-choice.html' title='Cynical Joke or Smart Choice?'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-4021647756954474555</id><published>2008-08-27T11:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T11:26:47.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Robin - Take 2</title><summary type='text'>In yesterday's posting, I didn't mean to sound as if I am against people expressing their opinions.  I have no problem with that in most cases.  And I am considered a loose cannon when it comes to opinions - for proof, read on:My problem  is that all too often the news media act as if opinions are more important than facts.  Our local newspapers, the Chicago Tribune and particularly The Chicago </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4021647756954474555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=4021647756954474555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4021647756954474555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/4021647756954474555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/08/mother-robin-take-2.html' title='Mother Robin - Take 2'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-434143655448847102</id><published>2008-08-26T11:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:28:06.927-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Democratic Convention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John McCain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><title type='text'>The Mother Robin and the Democratic Convention</title><summary type='text'>N.B.  Many of my political prejudices show here and since I'm heading toward my dotage, I get to take many tangents to express them.The Democratic Convention in Denver is well under way at this point, and I watched some of it last night with the same kind of concentration lots of people devote to the Olympics.  I watched the Olympics for a while - the first week - but got tired of the same sports</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/434143655448847102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=434143655448847102&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/434143655448847102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/434143655448847102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/08/mother-robin-and-democratic-convention.html' title='The Mother Robin and the Democratic Convention'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-7032208110921387768</id><published>2008-08-19T09:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:09:51.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversaries</title><summary type='text'>Nine-eleven.  November 22, December 7.  These are all dates that people of my pre-Baby Boomer generation and older remember.  These are national anniversaries, all tragedies.  We all know nine-eleven, the day Al-Qaeda attacked the World Trade Center in New York City, the most recent of the terrible anniversaries.  Most of us do not recognize it as the date of chosen son Tim’s birthday, however.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7032208110921387768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=7032208110921387768&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7032208110921387768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7032208110921387768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/08/anniversaries.html' title='Anniversaries'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-7795626106694813458</id><published>2008-08-02T10:52:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T11:05:24.782-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toasts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>A Toast not a Roast</title><summary type='text'>Today is the big day:  Tim, our grandsons' dad, is getting married to Karen, one of my former students.  That sounds surprising, but it isn't.  Some of my former students are in their middle to late fifties at this point.  Karen, of course is not.  She is considerably younger than my early students.  And just for the record, she is younger than my middle students.This week has been a whirlwind of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7795626106694813458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=7795626106694813458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7795626106694813458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7795626106694813458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/08/wedding-bells.html' title='A Toast not a Roast'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-7343065102707592411</id><published>2008-07-18T19:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:13:27.522-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Port Townsend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fort Worden'/><title type='text'>Port Townsend</title><summary type='text'>Every time I travel, I check out whether or not I’d like to live there.  I’m currently at Fort Worden State Park in Port Townsend, Washington, and this is a great place to visit.The fort sits on a bluff overlooking Puget Sound.  Across the bay is snow-covered Mt. Baker.  At the bottom of the bluff is a wide sandy beach, a long boardwalk and pier out into the Sound that houses a maritime museum.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7343065102707592411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=7343065102707592411&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7343065102707592411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/7343065102707592411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/07/port-townsend.html' title='Port Townsend'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7878721453256745599.post-3696301321530930073</id><published>2008-07-03T15:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T15:19:47.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July</title><summary type='text'>I’m home from Vermont in time to rest up for the Fourth of July Independence Day celebration – and another gigantic spate of mattress sales.  I just don’t understand how selling mattresses – or having any other kind of sale - has anything to do with patriotism, unless we consider capitalism gone wild a way to express our love for our country.In any event the neighborhood has been pretty calm – </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3696301321530930073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7878721453256745599&amp;postID=3696301321530930073&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3696301321530930073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7878721453256745599/posts/default/3696301321530930073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsfarm.blogspot.com/2008/07/fourth-of-july.html' title='Fourth of July'/><author><name>Bill Moser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DOJ2u7d85c/SWIdfPgoujI/AAAAAAAAABs/mTCSQ01PNX8/S220/bookpix+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
