<?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-8364887</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:12:22.763-05:00</updated><category term='Social commentary'/><category term='beatles'/><category term='meme'/><category term='Life'/><category term='florida'/><category term='Don Ross'/><category term='Chet Atkins'/><category term='Ranting'/><category term='golf'/><category term='food'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='concerts'/><category term='college'/><category term='music'/><category term='Barack Obama'/><category term='Nothing But Nets'/><category term='Andy McKee'/><category term='football'/><category term='Guitars'/><category term='Ben Folds'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Just Wondering</title><subtitle type='html'>A look into my thoughts, ideas and misconceptions</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>182</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5136388629751946956</id><published>2009-03-31T21:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:52:27.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sad State of American business</title><content type='html'>I am always baffled by the ineptitude some company's are capable of displaying. I have some long stories but they are so tiresome for me to think about that I will try to be brief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just did a house swap in Florida. The home had service with Direct TV. I called them to initiate service at my new Florida address. I currently have Direct TV at my home in Illinois as well. The order was placed and everything seemed to be under control. Then the installer shows up...he was lost. He failed to get one of the boxes to work and indicated he would return to fix it the next business day. The next day came and went and we never heard from him. When we get home to Illinois there is a message on the answering machine that the Direct TV installer is sitting in our driveway and he's wondering if we will be home so he can get the satellite box authorized.  The problem...the guy on the message was sent by his idiot company to our home in Illinois; the box in question 24 hours away by truck....unbelievable. Obviously it took additional shenanigans to get the box in Florida fixed. One other interesting thing...several of the satellite boxes installed by Direct TV are refurbished units, sold for the same price of new units. They told me that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;refurbs&lt;/span&gt; are actually better than new units. I hope the Direct TV people merge with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CarMax&lt;/span&gt; and try to pull that crap. What they are doing is a deceptive trade practice; plain and simple.  If you want Direct TV, buy your boxes at Best Buy. They will be new and they are the same price. Total bullshit. I thought this company was better than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Comcast&lt;/span&gt;. Now I rate them as an equal and I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Comcast&lt;/span&gt; is useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Comcastic&lt;/span&gt; ones...I needed to get them to reactivate cable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; at my new home. I had to make 3 calls to them to get to a customer support person that actually said it could be done. The two other reps had no clue as to what to do. None. Nada. I'm glad that I just kept calling. The 3rd guy got a guy out the next day and we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;. The first two used two different reasons why service could not be scheduled for a couple of weeks...If I was stupid enough to own stock in this company, I would give it to Al &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Queda&lt;/span&gt;. It would serve them right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the quote that sticks with me..."You don't have to be different to be great, being good is different enough." Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5136388629751946956?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5136388629751946956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5136388629751946956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5136388629751946956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5136388629751946956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2009/03/sad-state-of-american-business.html' title='The Sad State of American business'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-4228136756944778634</id><published>2009-03-06T18:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T18:45:53.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation Stoppers</title><content type='html'>Some of these actually happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of our new President, Barack &lt;strong&gt;Hussein&lt;/strong&gt; Obama....next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think professional wrestling is awesome...oops gotta run I'm late for my root canal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my house was on the market for quite a while but then Jesus sold it for me...one question before I run away, was he wearing a yellow Century 21 jacket...just curious....bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all rich people have no morals, are greedy and dishonest...excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same sex marriage is not natural...well I guess people who think like you should be sterilized...deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - I'm going to vote for the best candidate available&lt;br /&gt;Response - Why would you do that?&lt;br /&gt;Huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I vote for a tax increase for schools, my kids are all grown...you must think that way because school was lost on you...gotta go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Rush Limbaugh...were you just at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WWF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;smackdown&lt;/span&gt;? What I meant to say is "can I smack you down?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you found Jesus?...no but I heard he works for Century 21 Realtors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate __________ (this is a fill in the blank)&lt;br /&gt;golf&lt;br /&gt;sports&lt;br /&gt;rock music&lt;br /&gt;the way Eric Clapton plays his guitar. Its noise to me.&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;pizza&lt;br /&gt;kids&lt;br /&gt;dogs&lt;br /&gt;cats&lt;br /&gt;people that drink alcohol&lt;br /&gt;summer&lt;br /&gt;that movie you just told me you saw and really kinda liked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;...we're done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abba&lt;br /&gt;your wife&lt;br /&gt;my toupee&lt;br /&gt;the Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Dick Cheney&lt;br /&gt;George Bush&lt;br /&gt;Barry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Manilow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politics&lt;br /&gt;Pine Nuts&lt;br /&gt;Lawyers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outta here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-4228136756944778634?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/4228136756944778634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=4228136756944778634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/4228136756944778634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/4228136756944778634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2009/03/conversation-stoppers.html' title='Conversation Stoppers'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-2142151650236650990</id><published>2009-03-04T07:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T08:04:55.492-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You've got a friend</title><content type='html'>Something happened recently that I had some trouble processing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A business colleague that I hadn't worked with since 1985 or so passed away and I hadn't seen her or talked to her in about 10 years. She was 61 years old and working in Arizona. She apparently contracted some type of  terminal cancer. She was not someone that you would call "warm and fuzzy". On first blush,, she seemed cold. I had worked with her for about 10 years at several different firms. I got to know her and, on a personal level, this woman had a great sense of humor once you broke through with her. Flat out, I like her; she made me laugh. Her personal life was somewhat of a shambles; I know she was married and divorced at least 3 times; she never had any children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was informed of her passing, I went online and signed one of those newspaper guestbooks expressing my condolences at her passing and making a point of saying how I appreciated her sense of humor. I never did go back and check the guestbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks later I received a notice that the guestbook was going to be closed unless I wanted to extend it. I clicked through to the guest book and was mortified that mine was the only comment that had been left. I felt an instant pang of hurt for Madeline. Was she really that alone?  I hope not. Maybe people just didn't find the guestbook. In any event, it made me a little sad to think that she might have been this alone. May she rest in peace and somehow know that while we were not close, she was my friend and someone that touched my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for my friends and family. You should be too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends and loved ones, I love you more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-2142151650236650990?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/2142151650236650990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=2142151650236650990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2142151650236650990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2142151650236650990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2009/03/youve-got-friend.html' title='You&apos;ve got a friend'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-2504218694402970539</id><published>2009-02-20T21:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:37:51.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My "economy" post or people suck</title><content type='html'>Something happened today with some of my former employees that makes me want to take back everything I said in my last post. Not really. That post is a theory and probably has as little application in the real world as the economic theories that led us to the mess we're in today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say this though...people really can suck sometimes. People can do things to make you travel to places you don't want to go. OK, longtime employees you made things complicated. You "thanked" me and "appreciated" me while doing me at the same time. Just screw me...don't patronize me. You insult my intelligence. I respect your right to do what you feel is right for you but I don't have to agree with you or deny that you cut me deeply. My former &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;colleagues&lt;/span&gt; I am sorry and certain you made a mistake on many levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get over it but it is no wonder families are splintered, religions blow each other up and there is so much other discord in this world.  These folks were like family. Cancel Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Follow up ... Okay so maybe I was a little emotional when I wrote this. I don't apologize for letting my feelings out even if they are clouded by the heat of the moment. Suffice it to say that things were not as they seemed. Everything has calmed down and regular uninterrupted sleep has returned. I'm sorry for letting my emotions boil over but I thought that my blog was a great place to vent and work my way back to dealing with the problem that arose in a calm professional manner. I did get there. Christmas is back on.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-2504218694402970539?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/2504218694402970539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=2504218694402970539' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2504218694402970539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2504218694402970539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-economy-post-or-people-suck.html' title='My &quot;economy&quot; post or people suck'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-4314778957604171845</id><published>2009-02-11T10:05:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T10:34:03.784-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there something wrong with the economy?</title><content type='html'>I have to get this off my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a number of fundamental problems with large numbers of American businesses. These problems can only be fixed from the inside out. The government can prod businesses and regulate but it is really up to the business community to make their way out of a lot of the messes they have created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are going to read this and call me a socialist or an idiot, or worse yet, an idealist; call me anything you want.  For the record, the only one of those three I have not been is a socialist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the businesses in this country are run for the benefit of stockholders. I don't have a problem with that idea at all. In the simplest of examples, if the stockholders are risking their investment to start the business, they should reap an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;equitable&lt;/span&gt; reward for taking the risk. If that relationship doesn't exist, we will lose the risk takers. Not a good thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem comes in how many businesses prioritize the components essential to running a successful business. This is the way it has worked for us. This is the thing that makes me extremely proud of what we have done over the last 20+ years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priority 1 - Employees and their families&lt;br /&gt;Priority 2 - Customers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple. You take care of your "families", they will "go to war" for the company.  Again, simply put, if you make your employees feel the "love", your customers will also feel it.  Treat them with respect, Happy customers equals happy owners (stockholders).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the ideology or framework, there are obviously a lot of details in constructing a useful business. If you use this ideology to create a business for which there is no market, you may be great to your employees but there are no customers...big problem. Recognizing the need for your product or service is an example of one of the important details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not being equitable to your employees, the lack of equitable treatment will extend to your customers and it follows that your stockholders are also at risk of being cheated. Is there any chance that a business run like this is good for the community? adds value to society? has a chance for long term success?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I have used the word "simple" several times, I have not used the word easy. This is not easy. Competing is not easy but we are not afraid of competing. I just think that competition does not mean that you have to give up the qualities that make you a good citizen of this world and in fact, I don't think sustainable success is achievable without contributing to furthering the greater good on some level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-4314778957604171845?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/4314778957604171845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=4314778957604171845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/4314778957604171845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/4314778957604171845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-there-something-wrong-with-economy.html' title='Is there something wrong with the economy?'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-2798863691800767211</id><published>2009-01-31T15:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:22:08.117-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Gerard</title><content type='html'>Well, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Melancon&lt;/span&gt; euphoria didn't last long. Gerard wrote back and told me he no longer makes left handed guitars. He wasn't making enough lefties and decided not to hold on to the tools that he needed. Oh well it's not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a lead on another custom guitar maker (&lt;a href="http://www.suhrguitars.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Suhr&lt;/span&gt; Guitars&lt;/a&gt;) and I think I am going to take the plunge. I've decided on the specs...now I just need to "stimulate the economy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that is constant is change...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-2798863691800767211?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/2798863691800767211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=2798863691800767211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2798863691800767211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2798863691800767211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-on-gerard.html' title='Update on Gerard'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-6671547543482930339</id><published>2009-01-20T08:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T08:43:13.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/SXXirtxrbgI/AAAAAAAAAvs/jeJJq5P7abw/s1600-h/my+melancon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/SXXirtxrbgI/AAAAAAAAAvs/jeJJq5P7abw/s320/my+melancon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293386177694100994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in May of 2007, as many of you know, four of my guitars were stolen. If you are interested in details, posts about the incident are still available on my blog. One of the guitars that I really missed was the first custom made guitar I ever bought. It's pictured here. It was made by Gerard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Melancon&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thibodaux&lt;/span&gt;, Louisiana. I was unable to make contact with Gerard at the time and I figured his shop was another victim of Katrina. I was right. On a whim, I tried to contact him with an email yesterday and he responded! His records were destroyed so he does not have the specs on the guitar but I think with the information I have and his talent, we are gonna build Jim's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Melancon&lt;/span&gt; II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ecstatic. The police in my hometown were useless in recovering our stuff. The states attorney, who was a college friend, was no help. They had one of the kids red handed and absolutely nothing happened. It was a very disappointing experience with law enforcement and justice. The thought of replacing one of the precious items that was taken by the worms that did this is a small, unexpected victory for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-6671547543482930339?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/6671547543482930339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=6671547543482930339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6671547543482930339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6671547543482930339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2009/01/guitar-update.html' title='Guitar update'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/SXXirtxrbgI/AAAAAAAAAvs/jeJJq5P7abw/s72-c/my+melancon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-6895709606752846113</id><published>2009-01-19T21:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:51:49.038-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/SXVKRho5J6I/AAAAAAAAAvk/y3qYVeedETM/s1600-h/obama32_16914339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293218601992005538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/SXVKRho5J6I/AAAAAAAAAvk/y3qYVeedETM/s320/obama32_16914339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My personal congratulations goes out to Barack Obama on being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;inaugurated&lt;/span&gt; as our president tomorrow. It's official...I believe we are getting our country back. I hope President Obama is able to fulfill the promise and solidify his message of hope for America and the world. The task at hand is mind numbing. That said, I like our chances. Let's get this journey started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel safe, Barack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-6895709606752846113?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/6895709606752846113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=6895709606752846113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6895709606752846113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6895709606752846113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2009/01/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/SXVKRho5J6I/AAAAAAAAAvk/y3qYVeedETM/s72-c/obama32_16914339.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5728146812444572276</id><published>2009-01-13T20:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:58:51.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary</title><content type='html'>My nose is running faster than Usain Bolt. I have no television service. It's -4 F outside. The kleenex feels like medium grit sandpaper. I hate colds. OK...I'm done with my silent pity party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5728146812444572276?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5728146812444572276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5728146812444572276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5728146812444572276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5728146812444572276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2009/01/summary.html' title='Summary'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5175398633949427903</id><published>2009-01-12T20:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:37:34.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbers</title><content type='html'>Hello 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there still 99 bottles of beer on the wall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a grandmother that is alive at age 96 or 97 or whatever...no one really knows for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is 77 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shot a 68 at Pebble Beach on my honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best score on a par 72 golf course is 67.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belong to a golf club that only has between 50 and 60 members. Lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 55 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have loved the music of the Beatles for 45 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife is 29, 39, 49, 50,51,52,53 years old...I'm confused so it's impossible to put this in the right spot here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been out of high school for 38 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduated from college 33 years ago and did it in 4 years. It was a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working full time for 33 years although there are many that would dispute that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a total of 5 great children in my life. Three of my own and two step children all between the ages of 29 and 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my own business for 21 years. 21 has always been my lucky number (except in Vegas where I specialize in 22).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they should make the drinking age 18 in this country. If you can fight the bad guys for your country, you should be able to have a beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have 15 employees so we figure we helped take care of 15 families on some level. They are family and you all know how complicated that can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen Eric Clapton perform at least 12 times. Paul McCartney 6, BB King 3, Bon Jovi once but it seemed like a million times (wacky experience to say the least)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had 4 hole in ones or is it holes in one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have traveled to Italy 3 times. Food, wine and history are a great combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 1 wish for everyone on the planet. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 all my friends and loved ones, I love you more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5175398633949427903?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5175398633949427903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5175398633949427903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5175398633949427903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5175398633949427903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2009/01/numbers.html' title='Numbers'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-2759110308388113876</id><published>2008-12-20T17:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T17:09:44.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I would like to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My last post was a meme about things I had done...this is about things I would like to do. I guess this is my version of a "bucket list".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  See &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Niagara&lt;/span&gt; Falls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  See the Great Pyramids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  Leave Chicago for most of the winter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Play my guitar well enough to perform&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Go to Scandinavia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  See New Zealand and Australia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  Spoil a grandchild&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  Shoot a 66 or better on a regulation golf course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.  See Alaska&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Meet Sir Paul McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Read a comment from one of my daughters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Feed the world...okay this is big but if I start with one and go from there and I can get anyone to join me, it just might make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Write a book...I have some ideas but I just can't get going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Meet Barack Obama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Bring my splintered family back together before it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Take Michelle to Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. See Jimmy graduate from college&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-2759110308388113876?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/2759110308388113876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=2759110308388113876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2759110308388113876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2759110308388113876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-i-would-like-to-do_20.html' title='Things I would like to do'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-8410578053228524103</id><published>2008-12-18T08:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T08:36:35.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I have done (the sequel)</title><content type='html'>In addition to the things in the previous post there are some things that I've done that I wanted to mention. Sometimes I can't believe I did some of these things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Was part of the Olympic games...I ran in the Olympic torch relay for the 1984 LA Olympics. Anyone who has seen me knows that I am build more like a fireplug than a runner. It was a very cool experience and has connected me to the Olympics forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Met Count Basie...in a sporting goods store! I was floored when he walked out of the elevator by himself. He was quite old at the time and I have always wondered what he was doing there. A new tennis racket? A new pair of running shoes? No clue. The sporting goods store was in Chicago and it was called Morrie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mages&lt;/span&gt; which was some 7 or 8 stories and boasted that it was the largest in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Bought some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;men's&lt;/span&gt; cologne from a princess...in Monte Carlo. Princess Stephanie had a store at the time and we went in out of curiosity. She was working the register! I just had to buy something so I could "interact" with royalty.  I still have the cologne.  She was absolutely stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Started a successful business when I was 35 years old...part guts...part insanity. I am so fortunate that this worked out. It provided me with some financial security and I did it "My Way". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Got married in Vegas...yes there was an Elvis involved but no Brittany. It was an absolute gas. Short, sweet and incredible....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may think of some more but these came to mind and I thought I would right them down...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-8410578053228524103?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/8410578053228524103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=8410578053228524103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8410578053228524103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8410578053228524103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-i-have-done-sequel.html' title='Things I have done (the sequel)'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-980181486033712830</id><published>2008-12-17T10:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T11:04:16.834-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I have done</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;I lifted this from one of Barb's &lt;a href="http://barbara-007.blogspot.com/"&gt;blogs&lt;/a&gt;.  Kinda fun. Feel free to copy and post.  Please let me know if you do so I can have a look. The idea is to put an asterisk next to those activities that you have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*1. Started your own blog&lt;br /&gt;*2. Slept under the stars&lt;br /&gt;*3. Played in a band&lt;br /&gt;*4. Visited Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;*5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt; 6. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br /&gt;*7. Been to Disneyworld&lt;br /&gt; 8. Climbed a mountain&lt;br /&gt; 9. Held a praying mantis&lt;br /&gt;*10. Sang a solo&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;*12. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child&lt;br /&gt;*16. Had food poisoning&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;*18. Grown your own vegetables&lt;br /&gt;*19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;br /&gt; 20. Slept on an overnight train&lt;br /&gt;*21. Had a pillow fight&lt;br /&gt;*22. Hitch hiked&lt;br /&gt;*23. Taken a sick day when you're not ill&lt;br /&gt;*24. Built a snow fort&lt;br /&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;*26. Gone skinny dipping&lt;br /&gt;27. Run a marathon&lt;br /&gt;*28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;*29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;*30. Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;br /&gt;*31. Hit a home run&lt;br /&gt;32. Been on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;br /&gt;*34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;br /&gt;35. Seen an Amish community&lt;br /&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language&lt;br /&gt;*37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br /&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;*40. Seen Michelangelo's David&lt;br /&gt;41. Sung karaoke&lt;br /&gt;42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;br /&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;*45. Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;br /&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance&lt;br /&gt;*47. Had your portrait painted - drawn I think that counts!&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;*49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;br /&gt;*50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;br /&gt;*51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;br /&gt;*52. Kissed in the rain&lt;br /&gt;*53. Played in the mud&lt;br /&gt;*54. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;br /&gt;55. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;*57. Started a business&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;br /&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;br /&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies&lt;br /&gt;62. Gone whale watching&lt;br /&gt;63. Got flowers for no reason&lt;br /&gt;*64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;br /&gt;*67. Bounced a check&lt;br /&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;br /&gt;*70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;br /&gt;*71. Eaten Caviar&lt;br /&gt;72. Pieced a quilt&lt;br /&gt;*73. Stood in Times Square&lt;br /&gt;*74. Toured the Everglades&lt;br /&gt;*75. Been fired/laid off from a job&lt;br /&gt;*76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;br /&gt;*77. Broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;*78. Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;*79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book&lt;br /&gt;*81. Visited the Vatican&lt;br /&gt;*82. Bought a brand new car&lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;*84. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;br /&gt;*85. Read the entire Bible&lt;br /&gt;86. Visited the White House&lt;br /&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;br /&gt;*88. Had chickenpox&lt;br /&gt;89. Saved someone's life&lt;br /&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;*91. Met someone famous&lt;br /&gt;92. Joined a book club&lt;br /&gt;*93. Lost a loved one&lt;br /&gt;94. Had a baby&lt;br /&gt;*95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;br /&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;br /&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit&lt;br /&gt;*98. Owned a cell phone&lt;br /&gt;*99. Been stung by a bee&lt;br /&gt;100. Seen Mount Rushmore in person&lt;br /&gt;*101. Learned to play an instrument&lt;br /&gt;102. Kissed the Blarney Stone&lt;br /&gt;103. Ridden a camel&lt;br /&gt;104. Been arrested&lt;br /&gt;105. Visited someone in jail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;*106. Flown a Kite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;107. Been surfing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;*108. Had a broken heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;*109. Wished on a star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;110.  Fell off a horse &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-980181486033712830?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/980181486033712830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=980181486033712830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/980181486033712830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/980181486033712830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-i-have-done.html' title='Things I have done'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-3759557608139289882</id><published>2008-11-28T16:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T16:51:04.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Late but Thankful Nonetheless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;...so  I didn't get to my annual Thanksgiving post. I ate too much and we ended up at a friends house and it got late. Lame excuse if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these are some of the things I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family - top of the list. I love my kids more than can be measured. Unconditional as it comes...my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sibs&lt;/span&gt;...again unconditional but more difficult at times...my nieces and nephews are awesome. My step kids are amazing too...well, maybe not Jen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner, wife, business partner, best friend - thank you, thank you, thank you. All wrapped up in one...amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Suze&lt;/span&gt; gets special mention for all she does for our mother. Thanks Sue, I can only handle so much of Rosie...it's how I cope. Without you, she'd be a lot less fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music - Tonic, poetry, soul soothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health - It's all ya got. Mine is not perfect but it will do and I appreciate that I am a lot more fortunate than many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My financial success - There is a lot of truth in the verse that "the more you give, the more you receive". I am living proof. Financial success is not something that defines me and that's why it found me. I got to do it my way and on my terms and I am comfortable that I didn't have to sell my soul to the devil to get where I am. I sleep great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sense of humor -I love making people laugh and sometimes I actually do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time I have had and I am hopeful for a lot more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the dedicated employees that help us make our company the success it became&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selling my company - I'll be retired soon and I am looking forward to this new adventure. I only hope I can help make our retirement interesting and worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my parents "tried" to do for me. They were kids when they loaded themselves down with 5 banshees. They did the best they could. One can't ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computers - I don't know where I would be without all the assistance that this singular tool provided for me. Business, pleasure, convenience, knowledge...what a cool tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America elected Barack Obama - what a moment for the world! I hope that he fulfills the promise. I think its cool that he's the first half white man ever elected. Made me proud of my country again...I have a feeling he may be able to evoke that emotion a few more times before he's through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two members of my family that decided driving drunk was a good idea and survived to regret the decision. You know who you are...don't do that again or I will kill you. Too many people love you for you to risk your lives and the lives of others. To any of my loved ones, if you ever need a ride, call me or pay for one. I promise I will pick you up or pay the tab. I'm selfish. I want you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles - you planted the seed in me and fostered what has become a great love of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness - without it there is no relationship with my parents and just about every other human in the world. We all make mistakes and we all deserve forgiveness...it's a big part of loving and being loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-3759557608139289882?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/3759557608139289882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=3759557608139289882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3759557608139289882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3759557608139289882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-late-but-thankful-nonetheless.html' title='A Day Late but Thankful Nonetheless'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-1359733970362209035</id><published>2008-11-26T17:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T18:34:54.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not thankful</title><content type='html'>This is my third annual Anti Thanksgiving post. Some of these will be repeats because we still haven't gotten things right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greed - bailouts, robber baron executives, money schemes...it's ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dick Cheney - War criminal, greedy bastard, wrong Dick...way wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terrorism - uncivilized behavior; wild animals behave better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;racism - see "terrorism" above. I witnessed a lot of "closet" racism in the presidential election. I'm grateful that thinking people out voted ignorance. That might be 1 in row!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hungry children - feed the world dammit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my digestive system - it makes the list again because the discomfort it causes me a good 20% of the time is debilitating. I will fight it but man do I hate feeling lousy. I am tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy who thought of cigarettes - I hate you but unfortunately I seem to love your work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid drug laws - Tommy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chong&lt;/span&gt; put in jail for selling bongs! Boy, I feel a lot safer now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;C'mon&lt;/span&gt; spend our money getting vicious criminals...like Dick Cheney.  Marijuana is not more dangerous than alcohol. This is a free country right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drug commercials - so, I can get a drug that can stop me from frequent urination but one of the side effects can be fatal. First off, I'm glad I don't have that problem at this point but if I did I'd rather pee my pants thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my "lost" family - a family feud took place years ago and I have been estranged from two aunts and two uncles and countless cousins. I regret the time lost and have yet to do anything about fixing the problem. I guess I'll just wait until we are all dead...seems reasonable. OK maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lost friend the doc - look up miserable in the dictionary and you will find his picture there. Wallows in misery and won't do anything about it. I can't help him and he needs help. His wife can't help him. Very intelligent guy but he's no very smart. He's missing any joy that can be squeezed out of this tragedy called life...his life is a tragedy. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I can't make everyone I love have all that it is they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I don't have a "happy" switch for those who need it but can't seem to find it when they need it. Other switches that would be good: peace, kindness, companionship, loneliness be gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I go positive and give thanks for all that I am so blessed to have&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-1359733970362209035?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/1359733970362209035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=1359733970362209035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1359733970362209035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1359733970362209035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-not-thankful.html' title='I&apos;m not thankful'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-8331124580327500346</id><published>2008-11-10T18:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:34:35.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I need rubber walls....stat!</title><content type='html'>After being in business for over 21 years, my wife and I,  after much consternation decided to sell our business. The sale closed in early September. Every business counselor we presented the terms to told us we'd be fools not to take the deal. It did provide us with a continuation plan for our employees. It also provided a way for us to get the value of the business out of the business for our retirement and for our family. Win Win. Not so fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our employees are bouncing off the walls. The change has jarred them. We fully recognize that change is unsettling. I can tell you that we believe that we sold our company to an organization that comes close to providing the kind of culture that we successfully created for our employees. We did the best we could. By all measures, the transition is going as well as can be expected. The new company has bent over backwards to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accommodate&lt;/span&gt; our staff. They still have great jobs and have not lost any benefits of note. They are still bouncing off walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is pressure on us as well which I really underestimated. We have signed up for "change" as well. We have two year employment agreements and after that retirement. In other words, the unknown! We are both cool with the idea but combined with the angst our employees are exhibiting, it definitely has been working on us. So, now we are all bouncing off walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll get through this but I never expected the anxiety levels to reach these levels.  I needed to write this just to relieve some pressure. We humans surely know how to amp up the drama level of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a crazy sort of way, I think being in the middle of this process will make the whole retirement thing very attractive. You wanna bounce off walls, go ahead bounce away.  I'll be pleasure traveling or reading for pleasure or playing my guitar or making gourment food for us to eat while we still have teeth, or golfing or laying by the pool or watching a movie or sipping on some wine or golfing or golfing or golfing. Did I mention golfing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-8331124580327500346?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/8331124580327500346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=8331124580327500346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8331124580327500346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8331124580327500346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-need-rubber-wallsstat.html' title='I need rubber walls....stat!'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-8040165416930260939</id><published>2008-11-06T09:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:07:20.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Repairing the damage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/SRMV_12YLNI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/RXeQyl8MBI0/s1600-h/obama32_16914339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/SRMV_12YLNI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/RXeQyl8MBI0/s320/obama32_16914339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265576575857339602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is a comment I copied from this &lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2008/11/the_next_president_of_the_unit.html"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;. The photos on the site are great. "Fred" gets it. This historic election has helped this country in so many ways already. I hope that we build on this momentum and lead our great country and the world back from the quagmire our current "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unleadership&lt;/span&gt;" left us stewing in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="commentBodyText"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The sentiment here from those of us outside of the USA appears to follow a common theme.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our disdain and distrust of  the US has changed to optimism for the future.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a painful 8 years watching a respected nation wallow in borderline fascist self destruction. I actually decided that if I had the opportunity to visit every country in the world, I would have avoided the US.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now that has changed. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank you to those that made this happen. If the future is even half as bright as what we all hope, it will be a finer future for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/31606.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is an amazing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hope doesn't come from calculating whether the good news is winning out over the bad. It's simply a choice to take action.  - Anna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lappe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-8040165416930260939?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/8040165416930260939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=8040165416930260939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8040165416930260939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8040165416930260939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/11/repairing-damage.html' title='Repairing the damage'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/SRMV_12YLNI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/RXeQyl8MBI0/s72-c/obama32_16914339.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-2684939105702147560</id><published>2008-11-04T23:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:40:39.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We did it!</title><content type='html'>I wish I could forecast football games as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife summed it up for us tonight. She said "I've never cared so much." Bingo. This is the emotion Barack Obama can elicit. This country will be better for it. We needed an attitude adjustment and I think we just hired the adjuster in chief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been more proud of my country. This truly is the greatest country in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the hard work begins...I'm ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-2684939105702147560?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/2684939105702147560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=2684939105702147560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2684939105702147560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2684939105702147560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-did-it.html' title='We did it!'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-2322137556059219218</id><published>2008-11-04T07:34:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:14:11.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Election Prediction - VOTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/SRBYVqP6CcI/AAAAAAAAAvI/iR_-47jPgv0/s1600-h/A+NEW+DAY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264805093537614274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/SRBYVqP6CcI/AAAAAAAAAvI/iR_-47jPgv0/s320/A+NEW+DAY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;History will be made today. The Obama / &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Biden&lt;/span&gt; ticket will score a decisive victory today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get out and vote. That is the key to making this prediction a reality. However, I would like to excuse some folks from the "burden" of having to vote today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anybody voting against Obama because he's a Muslim, please stay home today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anybody voting against Obama because he has some black heritage, please stay home today. By the way, Barack Obama is has as much white heritage and why the hell does this matter to anyone anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anybody voting against Obama because he's a socialist, please stay home today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anybody voting against Obama because he's dangerous, please stay home today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anybody voting against Obama because he's going to federalize health care, please stay home today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anybody that votes against Obama because of something Joe the Plumber said, stay home today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anybody voting against Obama because he's going to take "all your money and give it to people that don't work", please stay home today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anybody that votes against Obama because he is the anti-Christ, please stay home today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? My mother lives in a retirement community. I was talking to her the other day and she started going on about Obama. I mean, she gets it. Then, and this will come as no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; to anyone that knows my mom, she tells me " One of my girlfriends told me she was going to vote for McCain. So I told her you are too stupid to vote." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't agree with her very often but she may have hit the nail on the head this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-2322137556059219218?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/2322137556059219218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=2322137556059219218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2322137556059219218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2322137556059219218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-election-prediction-vote.html' title='My Election Prediction - VOTE!'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/SRBYVqP6CcI/AAAAAAAAAvI/iR_-47jPgv0/s72-c/A+NEW+DAY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-2559759736379363975</id><published>2008-11-03T17:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:54:56.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice idea; bad execution</title><content type='html'>I really intended to participate in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NoBloPoMo&lt;/span&gt; again this year; posting every day for a month. I missed it! I absolutely forgot about it until yesterday. Great start. Well, I have a lot of travel scheduled this month so it would have been nuts anyway. I like the idea of the challenge of having to write regularly. I'm just not good on the follow through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my limited readership discourages me a little and the fact that only one loyal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt; friend regularly leaves comments (thanks Barb). Maybe I should just send her emails and have my conversations that way. I know there are more of you out there. Your silence is deafening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History will be made tomorrow. I have to travel tomorrow afternoon so I am missing my daughters election night party which bums me out. I think it would be fun to share this moment in history with them. I will be communicating with them throughout the night as we watch the election from our hotel room in San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free association....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;racism = ignorance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;war = barbarianism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;partisan politics for the sake of partisan politics should go the way of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Flowbee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoping for better is never wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to this election and I think it has a lot to do with the sense that I have that this country desperately needs a course correction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M &amp;amp; I regular park &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ourselves&lt;/span&gt; in front of the TV and watch the talking heads on CNN. See, addicted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we, as Americans, do what I think we are going to do tomorrow, it will make me as proud of being an American as I have been in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote you monkeys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Barack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-2559759736379363975?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/2559759736379363975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=2559759736379363975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2559759736379363975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2559759736379363975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/11/nice-idea-bad-execution.html' title='Nice idea; bad execution'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-3962219419790926678</id><published>2008-10-29T20:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:34:33.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Break out the Kool Aid</title><content type='html'>M and I watched the Obama commercial tonight. It was brilliant. Barack Obama and his team have done a masterful job throughout this campaign. This was another example of their intellect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish somewhere in the infomercial he would have called McCain an ass and Palin a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, &lt;a href="http://margaretandhelen.wordpress.com/"&gt;this woman&lt;/a&gt; took care of it for him. This blog is wonderful and written by one of the wittiest 82 year olds that I've ever had the pleasure to read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-3962219419790926678?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/3962219419790926678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=3962219419790926678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3962219419790926678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3962219419790926678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/10/break-out-kool-aid.html' title='Break out the Kool Aid'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-1002809108674681486</id><published>2008-10-24T08:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:32:26.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimme Andy Dufresne</title><content type='html'>I have been engaging in an email debate with one of my friends on the Obama vs. McCain decision. She and her husband are going to vote for McCain I know I won't be able to change her mind. My goal has been to help her understand why Barack Obama is reaching so many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of her arguments (higher taxes! universal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;healthcare&lt;/span&gt;!) begin and end with the same thing; Fear. Isn't this really the Karl Rove legacy? Fear sucks. I think FDR said that once (well sorta).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my arguments are based on Hope. Hope is positive. In the face of all the crap facing this country and the world, hope is a better choice than fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am personally very tired of fear based politics. It has failed us and the Republican party miserably. I think there are millions like me who will turn their hope into progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my friends get the chance to find out how much better it feels to hope than to fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I consider myself independent although my voting record over the last 20 years would brand me as a republican. The republican party helped me discover my independence once again. At least I can thank them for that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-1002809108674681486?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/1002809108674681486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=1002809108674681486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1002809108674681486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1002809108674681486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/10/gimme-andy-dufresne.html' title='Gimme Andy Dufresne'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-207283712854465968</id><published>2008-10-21T20:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:19:55.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>But seriously folks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/SP59vSGxe9I/AAAAAAAAAu4/b8rw78AedGY/s1600-h/sarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/SP59vSGxe9I/AAAAAAAAAu4/b8rw78AedGY/s320/sarah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259779666082888658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw her on CNN. Can you see this woman as President should anything happen to 73 year old John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McGrumpy&lt;/span&gt;? No really?  No way No how.  What a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disasterous&lt;/span&gt; choice John McCain made here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cleese&lt;/span&gt; was right. This is something Monty Python would have loved to write. I'm starting to think that Barack Obama must have picked her for McCain. Wow, the dude is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote for unity, vote for change, vote for hope.  Obama / &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Biden&lt;/span&gt; 08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-207283712854465968?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/207283712854465968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=207283712854465968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/207283712854465968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/207283712854465968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/10/but-seriously-folks.html' title='But seriously folks'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/SP59vSGxe9I/AAAAAAAAAu4/b8rw78AedGY/s72-c/sarah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-3486677697906592302</id><published>2008-10-17T17:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:41:26.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It moved me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/opinion/chi-chicago-tribune-endorsement,0,1371034.story?track=rss"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is outstanding. Im' starting to believe that thinking may not be a lost art after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-3486677697906592302?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/3486677697906592302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=3486677697906592302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3486677697906592302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3486677697906592302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-moved-me.html' title='It moved me'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-7010728174971331811</id><published>2008-10-07T19:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:56:08.886-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Just Wondering</title><content type='html'>Just wondering...How can anybody in their right mind give the Republicans the wheel again when, under their watch, they have driven America into the ground. How much more of this can this country take? I'm thinking not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering...If the USA was a baseball team and after 8 years of leadership the manager was unable to field a respectable team, wouldn't the owner clean house? Wouldn't the fans demand a change. Its clear to me that our manager should have been fired long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering...Am I the only one that thought that McCain and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; might have been the two best candidates that we have had to choose for some time. (George W and John Kerry? puke city). McCain changed that in a heartbeat by choosing the worst running mate ever (My opinion but I'm sure it's close). I couldn't vote for that ticket if they were running unopposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-7010728174971331811?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/7010728174971331811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=7010728174971331811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7010728174971331811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7010728174971331811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-wondering.html' title='Just Wondering'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-223725417141887480</id><published>2008-10-06T16:55:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T07:27:57.265-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social commentary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>NO thinking necessary; you are entitled to my opinion</title><content type='html'>I was reading a story earlier about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Palin's&lt;/span&gt; defending her remarks about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; paling around with terrorists. Her reference was to Bill Ayers, the terrorist so dangerous that he is now a distinguished Professor at the University of Illinois - Chicago.  I am not denying that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Barack&lt;/span&gt; knows this man; nor is he. All of Mr. Ayers students better be careful or they may win a free trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gitmo&lt;/span&gt; I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cmon&lt;/span&gt;; this is an obvious scare tactic aimed at the uninformed. Is an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;exaggerated&lt;/span&gt; truth any less than a lie? If you purposely utilize "stretched truth" can you blame me for questioning everything you put forth? I believe one would have to be an idiot to blindly accept what comes from a source willing to defend this type of half truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't misunderstand me. Both political parties are guilty of utilizing this type of crap. The Republicans are more desperate this time around so their tactics have become blatantly desperate. I think it's disgusting actually. I think it's insulting to any person of intelligence. Unfortunately, its clear who the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Republicans&lt;/span&gt; are trying to reach. Fortunately, I don't believe it's  me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other item of note...I posted a comment to the site with story about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Palin&lt;/span&gt; / &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; terrorist thing. It seemed that all of the comments were from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;McCain's&lt;/span&gt; family. I put up an even handed post questioning the legitimacy of the whole issue. Guess what? My comment was removed. I guess the comment section on this particular site is reserved for right wing nut cases only. I wish they would have told be before I wrote the comment so I didn't waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment only if you have a brain please.  Oh, the fun part is I get to be the judge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-223725417141887480?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/223725417141887480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=223725417141887480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/223725417141887480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/223725417141887480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-thinking-necessary-you-are-entitled.html' title='NO thinking necessary; you are entitled to my opinion'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-9076982700421816910</id><published>2008-09-27T18:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T18:56:41.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Debate #1</title><content type='html'>We watched the debate last night. It is now clear to me why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McCrazy&lt;/span&gt; was trying to find a way out. I'm sorry but the man's only point seem to be that we can't afford to lose in Iraq. We have already lost in Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've lost thousands of valiant warriors.&lt;br /&gt;We've lost our place in the world as a respected power.&lt;br /&gt;We've lost billions of dollars.&lt;br /&gt;We've lost sight of the real enemy.&lt;br /&gt;We've lost track of the economic health of our nation.&lt;br /&gt;We've lost track of taking care of each other at home.&lt;br /&gt;We've lost faith in the feeble leadership we've been saddled with for the last 8 years.&lt;br /&gt;Many have lost hope here in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Barack&lt;/span&gt; is hope. It's that simple for me. I don't care about lipstick or bracelets or who the fuck John McCain says he knows. I don't care if McCain is experienced, a heroic warrior or just some old geezer. The only hope he instills in me is the hope that he'll just shut up and go do his self appointed maverick thing somewhere else. We need leadership and you are not it Johnny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night one of the things I noticed was that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McCrazy&lt;/span&gt; focused on attacking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt;. Hey, his family background is military city, attack is his game. He talked about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; talked about us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;McCrazy&lt;/span&gt; is trying anything to get elected so he can be the one elected. He didn't really give me any clues as to how he was going to help this country. So, I have to think he is just clueless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; represents the side of trying to end this horrible thing in Iraq; McCain talks about winning the war. Can anybody tell me what we are going to win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone else notice that Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Palin&lt;/span&gt; was locked in a closet somewhere? Joe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Biden&lt;/span&gt; was available to spin the debate but Sarah was busy? This spoke volumes to me. Nice selection John boy. The republicans threw out Rudy Giuliani in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sarahs&lt;/span&gt; place. Note to Rudy: Find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Sarahs&lt;/span&gt; closet and get in there with her. Your words were a waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Republican leadership, your worst fears are going to be realized. The thinking and suffering of this country are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;fixin&lt;/span&gt; to show you the door. You've earned it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-9076982700421816910?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/9076982700421816910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=9076982700421816910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/9076982700421816910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/9076982700421816910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/09/debate-1.html' title='Debate #1'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-3220314390840263265</id><published>2008-09-10T07:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T10:08:17.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I saw this on my friend Barb's blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My uncle once &lt;/span&gt;gave me a great summer job working construction when I needed it most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;2. Never in my life have I&lt;/span&gt; used a blow dryer on my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;3. When I was five my parents&lt;/span&gt; were not equipped to be parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;4. High school was&lt;/span&gt; a time in which I made a lot of new friends. Unfortunately, not many of them are in my life to any extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;5. I will never forget to&lt;/span&gt; try to tell my loved ones I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;6. Once I met&lt;/span&gt; Count Basie at a sporting goods store in downtown Chicago. The elevator opened and there was the count. Very cool for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;7. There’s this boy I know&lt;/span&gt; who can't seem to get out of his own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;8. Once, at a bar,&lt;/span&gt; I realized it was time to go when the floor was covered in broken beer bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;9. By noon,&lt;/span&gt; I’m starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;10. Last night I&lt;/span&gt; took my exhausted wife out to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;11. If only I had &lt;/span&gt;a little more hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;12. Next time I go to church&lt;/span&gt; will be for a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;13. What worries me most&lt;/span&gt; is how poorly we humans treat each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;14. When I turn my head left&lt;/span&gt; the blank wall of my office. (I wonder what happened to my wall calendar?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;15.  When I turn my head right&lt;/span&gt; a bookcase filled with clutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;16. You know I’m lying when&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I tell you I love politics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;17. What I miss most about the Eighties is&lt;/span&gt; the age I was then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;18. If I were a character in Shakespeare I’d be&lt;/span&gt; Faust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;19. By this time next year I will&lt;/span&gt; be a year closer to not working anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;20. A better name for me would be&lt;/span&gt; No idea on this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;21. I have a hard time understanding&lt;/span&gt; why people are intent on killing each other in the name of God and Country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;22. If I ever go back to school,&lt;/span&gt; it will be for a reunion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;23. You know I like you if I &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;don't throw a rock at you and I haven't thrown rocks since I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;24. If I ever won an award, the first person I would thank would be&lt;/span&gt; my dad. His guidance is the only thing that kept me sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;25. Take my advice, never&lt;/span&gt; forget that "it's whatever it is you see that life will become." (Thanks Jackson)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-3220314390840263265?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/3220314390840263265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=3220314390840263265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3220314390840263265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3220314390840263265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-meme.html' title='Another meme'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-3901356915899596125</id><published>2008-09-05T10:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T11:01:11.751-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Politician Heal Thyself</title><content type='html'>This caught my attention in John McCain's speech last night. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I fight to restore the pride and principles of our party. We were elected to change Washington, and we let Washington change us. We lost the trust of the American people when some Republicans gave in to the temptations of corruption.&lt;/span&gt;"  My first thoughts were...I need names.  I can venture some good guesses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to regain my trust? Tell me you are going to bring justice to the corrupt. Or, is the Bush administration really above justice as they have demonstrated time and time again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsmax.com/insidecover/bush_criminal_charges/2008/09/04/127696.html?s=al&amp;amp;promo_code=6966-1"&gt;Maybe not?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://firstread.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2008/09/05/1353907.aspx"&gt;Reviews&lt;/a&gt; of McCain's speech. The comments are good reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-3901356915899596125?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/3901356915899596125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=3901356915899596125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3901356915899596125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3901356915899596125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/09/politician-heal-thyself.html' title='Politician Heal Thyself'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-7605279912732365832</id><published>2008-09-04T17:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:43:00.543-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><title type='text'>You call that change?</title><content type='html'>I didn't watch much of the Republican convention last night (thank god). I did however catch Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Palin&lt;/span&gt; taking issue with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; campaign's message of change. I believe she said something like "they're not the party of change, we're the party of change". She is right (sorta).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last 8 years the Republican administration has changed us from having the largest budget surplus in history to having the largest federal debt ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have changed us from being at peace to being at war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are now presiding over one of the roughest economic times that I have ever witnessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have changed the meaning of the words "Justice Department"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on but thinking about the damage they've wrought is causing me to lose my appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is their idea of change, we've certainly had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Palin&lt;/span&gt; meant to say was "....we're the party TO change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Republicans, you have lost your opportunity; you stunk it up; you lost the program. If this was a baseball team, the manager and the general manager would have been canned long ago. You deserve to be canned. We need you to be canned. We cling to the hope that the new new manager is better than you have been. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; and Biden represent that hope and you have no prayer of instilling hope in any thinking Americans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-7605279912732365832?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/7605279912732365832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=7605279912732365832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7605279912732365832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7605279912732365832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-call-that-change.html' title='You call that change?'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-3423216891477230394</id><published>2008-07-12T10:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T18:36:18.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold the Bon Jovi please</title><content type='html'>If you are a fan of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jovi&lt;/span&gt;, I suggest you stop reading right now. I am not a fan although I do like one of their songs. One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last summer we were fortunate enough to attend the second "&lt;a href="http://crossroadsguitarfestival2007.com/"&gt;Crossroads Festival&lt;/a&gt;" here in the Chicago area. It was a day of great music featuring a whole lot of great guitar players. Perfect for a guitar junkie like myself...comparing and contrasting with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jovi&lt;/span&gt; was inevitable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a befriended someone in the past few years that is a music industry insider. One of his involvements is with the "&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/wttw/soundstage/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Soundstage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" program. Knowing my love for music, he had mentioned that he would get me to one of the shows at some point. These are very intimate shows in a small television &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;soundstage&lt;/span&gt;. Knowing that he has had artists in the past like Neil Young and Allison &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Krauss&lt;/span&gt;, I was really excited about the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he finally got us into the studio for, you guessed it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jovi&lt;/span&gt;. We didn't feel we could turn it down without ruining our chances of ever going to one of these shows, yet my wife and I were not big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jovi&lt;/span&gt; fans by any stretch of the imagination. So we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we get there we are met by the producer. He shows us to our seats and says "you guys are going to be on camera a lot so I need you to really get into it". Yikes! Now I am thinking that I will have to pretend to really like this. I am also hoping that maybe I am wrong about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jovi&lt;/span&gt;, maybe they will actually be good and I will get into it. I regret to inform you all that not a single one of my overactive rock and roll genes was awakened at any time during this show. Alas, I sold my rock and roll soul to the devil at the request of a producer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did enjoy seeing how these shows are put together. In fact, we made fun out of being in this  predicament. Only one song had to be redone. Unfortunately they were three quarters of the way through it when the producer stopped the action due to some technical problem. Now I had to re-pretend I was enjoying this song I barely survived hearing the first time. It was a struggle but as first time television actors, it was our duty to grind it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John is actually very good at what he does. I am sure when he was younger the girls went crazy. He's not younger and I'm not a girl. Richie is a tool. He had make up touch him up after every song. His guitar playing was average, at best (read lousy). Hell, I'm average and I don't need makeup after every song! The other members of the band were there...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; about all I can say about them. Who's the guy with the French poodle haircut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were fearful that our friends would see us being "into" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Jovi&lt;/span&gt;, demand that we give up our die hard rock and rollers membership cards and get a laugh on us for a long time. Well, we finally watched the show on TV and we can see us but if you don't know where to look you won't see us and I'm not telling you where to look.  One thing of note...the sound production on the TV show  is incredible. They sounded infinitely better on TV than they did in a live studio.  My kudos to the producer. That is some unbelievable producing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have some other concert updates when I find the time to write again. Business dealings are really taking up a lot of my time right now. I will do some posts about this when I am able to share. I am using what free time I have to take advantage of the short, though beautiful summer we are having here in Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends and loved ones...I love you more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-3423216891477230394?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/3423216891477230394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=3423216891477230394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3423216891477230394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3423216891477230394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/07/hold-bon-jovi-please.html' title='Hold the Bon Jovi please'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-7083798792789454832</id><published>2008-06-05T08:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:13:15.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not a republican or democrat. I am an American</title><content type='html'>I was just wondering...Am I the only one that sees racism as overt ignorance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found that discussing the possibility of Barack Obama as our next president with some people seems to give them a free pass to show their ignorance. I was discussing politics with several friends and mentioned that I had voted for Republican presidential candidates in the past. One friend said "Well, you're gonna keep it that way aren't ya?". To which I replied, "I am going to vote for the best person possible." His response, "Now why would you want to do that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I have always tried to do that.  Because I care about my country. Because I like to think I am not ignorant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-7083798792789454832?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/7083798792789454832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=7083798792789454832' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7083798792789454832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7083798792789454832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-not-republican-or-democrat-i-am.html' title='I am not a republican or democrat. I am an American'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-1619925292799585069</id><published>2008-05-27T11:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T11:49:15.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey there Hi there Ho there</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am still alive. I have just been going through one of those periods in my life in which the treadmill of life is stuck on too fast for conditions. It's mostly good but it has seemed to compress my hours and suck the energy out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contributions to compressing my time are: (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Work - the state of the American economy has affected our business. I'm not complaining; many have it far worse. I am just stating a fact. We are diligently working to attempt to slow the effects of the sagging economy. Not an easy task...but we are giving it a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My mother - A few weeks ago my 75 year old mother took a fall and broke her her leg quite badly. She is in a rehab facility at this point and my sister and I are working on housing that does not include her going back to her house. She has been showing signs of dementia for some time and despite our best efforts to get her out of her house, she was so reluctant and ornery that we backed off. Well, we can't back off. It's early stage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alzheimer's&lt;/span&gt; and the doctors confirmed that she cannot live on her own.  I cannot list this one in the "Oh boy, this is fun" category. I'm really glad that I have my sister and my wife to help me with this or I would be totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nutso&lt;/span&gt; on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Golf - I love it. I need it. The weather here in the Chicago area has been shit for golf! It was 86 degrees yesterday which was the first hint of summer. The temperature this morning was 46 degrees and the high temp for the day will only be in the 50's.  Windy, cloudy...I'm really tired of this poor excuse for a climate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Travel - We've been jumping around the country a bit lately. A little vacation and a little work  travel combine to make the time seem even tighter. The travel will slow down soon I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than my mom, we are all fairly healthy and happy so that's a good thing. Hope to write again soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-1619925292799585069?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/1619925292799585069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=1619925292799585069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1619925292799585069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1619925292799585069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-there-hi-there-ho-there.html' title='Hey there Hi there Ho there'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-6849991240518217920</id><published>2008-04-16T13:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T13:40:32.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Found</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my friend Barb for turning me on to &lt;a href="http://theshortestblogintheworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Shortest Blog in the World&lt;/a&gt;. Quite amusing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-6849991240518217920?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/6849991240518217920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=6849991240518217920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6849991240518217920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6849991240518217920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-blog-found.html' title='New Blog Found'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-1240603871146966049</id><published>2008-04-02T09:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:42:59.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>B as in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Beatles - as I had written about before, the first music that was "mine" not my aunt's or my mom's. Thank you boys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booze - nasty stuff...has ruined many lives. I used to love a wee nip now and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Beer - see above. Summer, European, belly, responsible for some of the worst commercials ever.&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang a gong - on the radio right now...kind of a tough drum beat on Rock Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barack - man I hope he's for real and he gets an opportunity to give it a go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitch - female dog, the other democratic candidate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Categories Food - burgers, bacon (everything is better with bacon), bok choi, bean sprouts, beets, blueberries, bleu cheese, bagels, bologna, beans, banana, beignets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cities - Batavia, Bern, Bologna, Barrington, Bartlett, Baltimore, Bay City, Boca Raton, Berkley, Bala Cynwd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Cars - BMW, Boxster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Animals - bobcat, boa, bears, bats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Science - boron, bile, bauxite, biology, barium,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bands - Beatles, Beach Boys, Beastie Boys, Barenaked Ladies, Billy Holiday, Bee Gees, Black Crows, Byrds, Boston, Buckinghams, Black Sabbath, Black Eyed Peas, Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs - Beat It, Baby, It's You, Blackbird, Back in Black, Back in the USSR, Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite, Badlands, Born to Run, Blinded by the Light, Because, Baby's in Black, Bridge Over Troubled Waters, Brilliant Disguise, Brown Sugar, Beast of Burden, Black Cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wierd Word of the Day -  &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/bubal?r=14"&gt;bubal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-1240603871146966049?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/1240603871146966049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=1240603871146966049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1240603871146966049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1240603871146966049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/04/b-as-in.html' title='B as in'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-6002879543105011125</id><published>2008-03-24T10:54:00.024-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:14.081-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A as in</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R_JOkI-YWLI/AAAAAAAAALs/iOVm3MPqies/s1600-h/IMG_1307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184292503848245426" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R_JOkI-YWLI/AAAAAAAAALs/iOVm3MPqies/s400/IMG_1307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This idea started with a note from the NaBloPoMo folks but it seems as if I am ripping off Sesame Street. I will free associate in an effort to do some writing and stay in touch with my blog a bit more...here we go. Feel free to add your entries or ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple - ipod, computers, hip advertising, iPhone, Jonathans or Macintosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang - lovely, wonderful, intelligent, sensitive, music nut, book nut, food nut, Rockband junkie, my daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AC \DC - not the electrical current, ok the electrical current...that's about all there is to this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msu.edu/%7Enixonjos/armadillo/problems.html"&gt;armadillos&lt;/a&gt; - the one living next to my pool in Florida. Its time to move him with a little cayenne pepper. It won't hurt the little bugger but they have highly sensitive noses so it won't be happy with the pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April - tax time, flowers and showers, in Paris, opening day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apathy - I was trying to think of a cute answer but who really cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America - I never thought this was a great band but I have to admit that, every so often, when one of their tunes come on the radio it takes me back and it feels good. Oh yea, the greatest country in the world. We need some work to get it back where it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aging - too fast, beats the alternative, great for wine and some cheese, not for sissies, doesn't seem to be happening to my wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allman Brothers - the most disappointing concert I have seen in the last year. Horrible production, the sound sucked. We walked out. It bums me out because I know these guys can play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alimony, alimony payin' your bills&lt;/span&gt;... a Led Zeppelin moment...just came on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ass**** - one of my mothers favorite curse words, thieves, mean people, power mongers, political beasts, Barry Bonds, Heather Mills, Dick Cheney, Dick Rumsfeld, GWB, Roger Clemens, Jose Canseco, criminals of any kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Categories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food&lt;/span&gt; - artichokes, ahi, apricots, asparagus, anchovies, abalone, almonds, avocados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cities&lt;/span&gt; - Abilene, Austin, Aurora, Arlington, Atlanta, Amarillo, Asheville, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amalfi"&gt;Amalfi&lt;/a&gt; (pictured), Aberdeen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cars&lt;/span&gt; - Audi, Avalon, Altima, Avanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Animals&lt;/span&gt; - Aardvark, Anteater, Antelope, Armadillo, Agouti, Anaconda, Ani, Alpaca, Appaloosas, Arabian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Science &lt;/span&gt;- Acid, argon, ammonia, agar, alkali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music &lt;/span&gt;- Abba, Alabama, America, Allman Bros., AC/DC, Aerosmith, Asia, Animals, Arcade Fire, Average White Band, Arrested Development, Archies, Association, Afrika Bambaataa, ABC, Amoreena, Chet Atkins, Amazing Grace, Angie, Tori Amos, Average White Band, A Hard Days Night, Across the Universe, Any Time At All, All You Need is Love, And Your Bird Can Sing (went on a Beatles jag there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wierd Word of the Day&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.reference.com/browse/wiki/Aubade"&gt;Aubade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-6002879543105011125?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/6002879543105011125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=6002879543105011125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6002879543105011125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6002879543105011125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/03/as-in.html' title='A as in'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R_JOkI-YWLI/AAAAAAAAALs/iOVm3MPqies/s72-c/IMG_1307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-8825242649716547579</id><published>2008-03-09T17:38:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:14.163-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><title type='text'>Times up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R9g_EKj9LhI/AAAAAAAAALk/3C9xO0hIO2A/s1600-h/obama08_01thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176957112449576466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R9g_EKj9LhI/AAAAAAAAALk/3C9xO0hIO2A/s400/obama08_01thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R9g-0aj9LgI/AAAAAAAAALc/MyVDJ7UQzPE/s1600-h/hopeiconthumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R9g-m6j9LfI/AAAAAAAAALU/xB3ChUhis5M/s1600-h/hopeiconthumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This story just infuriates me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;WASHINGTON (Reuters) - Geraldine Ferraro, the only woman to run on a major U.S. party's presidential ticket, on Wednesday defended her comment that Barack Obama was ahead in the race for the Democratic nomination because he is black. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ferraro, a Democrat who ran for vice president in 1984 and now supports Obama's rival Hillary Clinton, rejected what she called attempts by Obama's campaign to paint her remark as racist. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama, who has built up a strong lead in the state-by-state contest, dismissed the idea that his being black was an advantage and said Ferraro was being intentionally divisive.&lt;br /&gt;Ferraro told CBS's "The Early Show" she thought Obama had been able to mount a strong campaign against Clinton because his was a "historic candidacy" that excited the country, as her candidacy did in 1984.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For his campaign to take that and spin it and attack Hillary and me as being racist, I tell you, it is just appalling," said Ferraro, who is on Clinton's finance committee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My comments have been taken so out of context and have been spun by the Obama campaign as racist that it's doing precisely what they don't want done -- it's going to the Democratic Party and dividing us even more," Ferraro said in another interview on ABC's "Good Morning America."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ferraro ignited the flap when she told a California newspaper that "if Obama was a white man, he would not be in this position."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And if he was a woman he would not be in this position. He happens to be very lucky to be who he is. And the country is caught up in the concept," she said.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story continues but I can't take any more. Let me get this straight...the country is caught up in the concept of a black man being president...hmmm. How cool. We've come a long way as a society. Oh, one more thing. That's bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone that has a lot of respect for Barack Obama, I can tell you that I have never once said "oh wouldn't it be cool to have a black president"nor have I heard it from any Obama supporters that I have spoken to. You want to talk about coming a long way...we're not seeing color. I see an intelligent, reasonable &lt;strong&gt;young &lt;/strong&gt;American man that is reaching millions of Americans that are desperate for a real change in Washington. Now &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; is cool...that is progress...it's all that's right about this great country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I lied a little bit. I am seeing color. The color is red. Everything about the Clinton campaign makes me see red. Ms. Ferraro is on Hillary's finance committee so I have hard time believing that this is not just another (in a growing series) of desperate, old school politics, attempts by the train wreck known as the Clinton campaign to slow down the soaring Obama campaign. Go away. Just frickin' go away. We have to right this ship we call America and I have bad news for you Clintonites, we do not need your input. We just need you to take your politics of greed and power and get the hell out and take your accomplices with you. If you don't take them with you, we'll get to them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see one distinct difference in these two candidates that Hillary cannot overcome. No way. Never. The Obama campaign has a heart and soul. The heart is the desire to tackle the tough job of trying to affect change. The soul is the core values of remaining independent of PAC monies, representing "we the people", of being realistic in what can be accomplished, planting seeds of hope and acknowledging that politics as usual, needs to go. The Clinton campaign is steeped in blind ambition; not heart, not soul. They're running on empty. Their time is up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, come to think of it, it will be cool to have Barack Obama as president, not because he's black, but because he's Barack Obama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-8825242649716547579?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/8825242649716547579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=8825242649716547579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8825242649716547579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8825242649716547579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/03/times-up.html' title='Times up'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R9g_EKj9LhI/AAAAAAAAALk/3C9xO0hIO2A/s72-c/obama08_01thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-6710014799306259926</id><published>2008-03-05T11:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:14.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still standin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R9ATsCqSt9I/AAAAAAAAALM/uHji5vACq6k/s1600-h/rock+band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R9ATsCqSt9I/AAAAAAAAALM/uHji5vACq6k/s320/rock+band.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174657619198130130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...I haven't posted in over a month...I have thought about it from time to time but I just haven't been up to hitting the keyboard. I have something brewing at work and it is sapping my energy and eating up my attention. It's all good but it does soak up my dwindling brain power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few quick notes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Rock Band. I am progressing on the guitar and drums...next I will move on to vocals. Fun game. It doesn't seem like you're "wasting" time when you are listening to music. It also introduced me to some music I might never have listened to. I think we will have a family rock concert on Easter! Sharpen up your skills out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This democratic presidential race has been very entertaining. Hillary getting desperate and Barack just pointing out her desperation. The republicans don't want any part of Obama. They are ready to "beat" Hill and Bill. I wonder how many republicans voted for Hillary in TX and OH. I think the numbers would be very surprising. I can't wait to see what happens with this one. This morning both democratic candidates claimed that they were "leading". Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Global warming - theory&lt;br /&gt;Unholy dependence on oil - reality&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we attend to the reality we will have the luxury of working on the theory. This country must pull the "oil needle" from its veins or we will continue to have little control of our economy (unless you like where our economy is heading). We will continue to be forced to butt into politics in the Middle East so that we can have some assurance that we get our "fix". This crisis spans the economy, foreign policy and the environment. Instead of fighting  a symptom (the war in Iraq?) with billions of dollars, we probably would be better served fighting the disease with that $$$. This is not an option. We either solve it or...well...I hate to think of what will happen if we don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really sorry to hear about the death of &lt;a href="http://www.jeffhealey.com/"&gt;Jeff Healey&lt;/a&gt;. One of the good guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter has overstayed its welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Robin used to be the first sign of spring. I think its the beginning of baseball spring training. Well, its here and it's spring somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-6710014799306259926?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/6710014799306259926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=6710014799306259926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6710014799306259926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6710014799306259926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-still-standin.html' title='I&apos;m still standin&apos;'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R9ATsCqSt9I/AAAAAAAAALM/uHji5vACq6k/s72-c/rock+band.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-7029501543096638980</id><published>2008-02-01T15:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:14.501-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to take my mind off the winter time / flu bug blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R6OUFxgxa2I/AAAAAAAAAKo/Zi3c9UWM1Mg/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R6OUFxgxa2I/AAAAAAAAAKo/Zi3c9UWM1Mg/s320/IMG_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162132424807770978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at home trying to beat a flu bug. We had about 10-12 inches of snow in the last day, so there is snow everywhere. Nowhere to go and no energy to go anyway so...I started looking at my pictures and found something that made me smile. This event goes back to last fathers day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife gave me and the two boys a gift for fathers day that was unique and really very cool; Mario Andretti Racing School. We went to the Joliet Speedway and had a riot. I had my car up to 153 mph and nosed the boys out by a hair. The experience of driving an Indy car was incredible. I would like to do it again and since we have already been through it once, we will be allowed to drive even faster the next time. Scary? Initially I was a little nervous waiting to drive. By the time I was ready to roll I was not afraid at all. I like fast cars and this was the fastest I would ever drive a car legally. Plus, the cars are engineered to stick in the turns...they are not going anywhere. The Andretti folks were awesome as well; very professional. It was obvious to me that they took this very seriously and that safety was a priority. I can't thank them enough for the great day we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we all thanked M that day...but I will do it again...thanks hon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see some pictures &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jim.romo"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R6OQThgxa0I/AAAAAAAAAKY/efxU7l8633A/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-7029501543096638980?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/7029501543096638980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=7029501543096638980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7029501543096638980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7029501543096638980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/02/soething-to-take-my-mind-off-winter.html' title='Something to take my mind off the winter time / flu bug blues'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R6OUFxgxa2I/AAAAAAAAAKo/Zi3c9UWM1Mg/s72-c/IMG_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-2913839813123343300</id><published>2008-01-30T12:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T13:43:34.029-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy McKee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don Ross'/><title type='text'>Bright Copper Kettles</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I got a text message from my son (who never reads this by the way). His text asked me if I ever heard of a guitar player named Andy McKee. I told him I had not and he said he would show me this guy when he came for dinner. Well, he came and he showed. Wow. There is a lot of talent out there to be found. Check these clips out. I found Don Ross up at &lt;a href="http://www.candyrat.com/default.aspx"&gt;CANdYRAT Records&lt;/a&gt; also. I ended up going to CANdyRAT and buying all kinds of cd's. Sweet styles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy McKee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ddn4MGaS3N4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ddn4MGaS3N4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don Ross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YkidVP0AcQ8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YkidVP0AcQ8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredible. Brilliant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-2913839813123343300?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/2913839813123343300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=2913839813123343300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2913839813123343300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2913839813123343300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/01/bright-copper-kettles.html' title='Bright Copper Kettles'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5754095667799859249</id><published>2008-01-28T14:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T15:45:15.769-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben Folds'/><title type='text'>Whiskers on kittens</title><content type='html'>I had the opportunity to see Ben Folds this summer in Chicago. Great show. He is definitely having fun up on that stage and that's contagious. I have listened to most of his recorded music and some of it misses the mark on me but some of it makes me smile or think. I like to do both but I probably do the smiling thing a lot better. The video is for his song "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still Fighting It&lt;/span&gt;". Sweet song written by Ben to his young son...This is from the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rockin' the Suburbs&lt;/span&gt;" CD which I love from front to back. A double selection coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Everybody knows it sucks to grow up" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mRlgq59dsFQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mRlgq59dsFQ&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am the luckiest" &lt;/span&gt;This one has made me get emotional more than once. I truly feel that I am the luckiest. To all my loved ones out there, this is how my love for you makes me feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pZ-y-bbbwKw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pZ-y-bbbwKw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5754095667799859249?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5754095667799859249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5754095667799859249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5754095667799859249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5754095667799859249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/01/whiskers-on-kittens.html' title='Whiskers on kittens'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-6003185031323390258</id><published>2008-01-26T09:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T10:58:25.028-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chet Atkins'/><title type='text'>Raindrops on Roses...</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking about this ever since I read another blog in which the author ranked a list of the "greatest guitar players". I have always had a fundamental problem with ranking artists and art itself. Who's to say what is the greatest piece of artwork ever? Now, if you create a list that is your personal list and do not disparage others opinions or argue that your list is THE LIST, that's a different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm convinced that appreciation of the arts is as personal as your fingerprints. There is no right or wrong...the art touches you and you experience a personal reaction to it; positive, negative or somewhere in between. There really is no need to justify your personal feelings for art to anybody. They're yours and they're personal. Nobody should try to convince you that you are wrong about your choices or that a particular thing that you like stinks...if someone or something "stinks" in your opinion it's OK to think it but its probably more mature to keep it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend that absolutely loves ABBA...I don't. As hard as it is for me, if it comes up I just go silent on the subject. My real statement might be that ABBA can not be found among the 8500+ songs on my iPod. Did ABBA stink? Absolutely not. They were making music and it's music that has delighted millions. I admire anyone with the fortitude to make music...to put it out there. I don't have to personally love it or "get" it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music means different things to different people. Among other things, it can evoke emotions, vivid memories and mindless comfort. I am going to share some of my personal feelings and opinions about musicians or songs that touch me somehow. These will be my personal thoughts and feelings. I hope this stimulates me to get the words flowing here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first example of music that can conjure a powerful emotion in me, comes from a rock hall inductee that rose out of the C&amp;amp;W world. He is one of my favorite pure guitar players. The song is,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I still can't say goodbye&lt;/span&gt; by Chet Atkins, C.G.P. I cannot get through this 4 minute and 7 second song without crying (hearty weeping!). Beautiful sentiments by Chet and it gets me every time. When it randomly pops up on my iPod, I will change it if I'm not in the mood for purging my tear ducts. Do you have a song or performance that pushes your buttons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sample of his playing...stunning touch....this is a cover of Don McClean's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vincent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wsePsTEgiqU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wsePsTEgiqU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-6003185031323390258?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/6003185031323390258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=6003185031323390258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6003185031323390258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6003185031323390258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/01/raindrops-on-roses.html' title='Raindrops on Roses...'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-8476910782353564064</id><published>2008-01-07T15:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T15:31:43.744-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot or Not</title><content type='html'>In honor of it being really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uncomfortably&lt;/span&gt; hot in my office I think I'll do this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What's Hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rock Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Barack&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; - Can we call him Rocky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hybrid Cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The New England Patriots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Scrabble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Florida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What's Not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hillary Clinton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GWB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gas guzzlers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The real estate market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Brittany Spears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Greedy politicians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Greedy lawyers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Greedy everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gimme some hots and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nots&lt;/span&gt;...That's all I can write. I am melting in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-8476910782353564064?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/8476910782353564064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=8476910782353564064' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8476910782353564064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8476910782353564064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2008/01/hot-or-not.html' title='Hot or Not'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-2841191955824724409</id><published>2007-12-31T11:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T12:10:08.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Drugs Suck or Just Say No</title><content type='html'>I have been away for over a month...let's call it a sabbatical. It sounds better than "being a lazy ass". I had lots going on with some travel, craziness at work and the holidays. All of those added up to what seemed like a lock of an excuse. It is an excuse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about sharing the info below for some time...so here goes the ramble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been feeling lousy off and on for the better part of 4 years. It all started with a visit to the doctor for a physical when I was about to turn 50. I was a picture of health until that visit to the doctor. Physical good; doctor bad. The first thing he did was put me on heartburn meds and a statin drug for reducing my cholesterol. What transpired after that is a horror story of sorts. I began to feel pains everywhere. I was getting nauseous, lightheaded, having nightmares and then I started having muscle cramps. Well, I stopped taking the statin and some of the problems went away. In the meantime, the doctors were looking for reason for the remaining issues and decided my gall bladder was not functioning properly and they convinced me to have it removed. Once gone, the problems they attributed to the gall bladder did not go away. Oops! Can I have my gallbladder back? Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the problems continued. Over the course of this journey, I had a bout with pancreatitis and generally felt horrible if I even had the slightest hint of an alcoholic drink. It sucked. I was seriously concerned that I had something really serious. Oh yeah, one other symptom that kept building was anxiety. I had never experienced it before and I really thought I was losing it altogether. And feeling like that was not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I decided to finally quit taking the heartburn medication (Zantac 150 twice a day) in November. Why I had never considered it before is beyond me.  Within a couple of days all the symptoms were gone. I mean gone! No anxiety. No pains all over. No problem after a glass of wine. Me, I am me! OK I'll deal with the heartburn with Tums and Gaviscon...things that don't hurt me more than the problem! All of these symptoms turn out to "rare" side effects. Not rare enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason my liver struggles with processing certain types of drugs. Did the pill pushing MD's ever consider that? No, they would rather give me more pills and lop off body parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson is this...use the internet to do exhaustive research before putting anything into your body. You know your body better than anyone. Obviously, there are medications that are wonderful and necessary. There are also meds that are capable of poisoning you. I was being poisoned and the so-called experts were without a clue. Be careful. If you think a drug will harm you, just say no. I have and I'm feeling so damn good about that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-2841191955824724409?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/2841191955824724409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=2841191955824724409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2841191955824724409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2841191955824724409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/12/drugs-suck-or-just-say-no.html' title='Drugs Suck or Just Say No'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-320611220130140798</id><published>2007-11-28T14:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:15.038-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Cool Juke Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R03NybCYlnI/AAAAAAAAAKI/f0omGUhApYk/s1600-h/jukebox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137989016034514546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R03NybCYlnI/AAAAAAAAAKI/f0omGUhApYk/s400/jukebox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friend of mine sent &lt;a href="http://www.tropicalglen.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; to me. Its kinda cool. It's amazing how many songs I have fogotten from the early 60's. I'm thinking it's mostly because I wanted to. The same can be said for a lot of these years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoever did this did a nice job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-320611220130140798?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/320611220130140798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=320611220130140798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/320611220130140798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/320611220130140798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/cool-juke-box.html' title='Cool Juke Box'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R03NybCYlnI/AAAAAAAAAKI/f0omGUhApYk/s72-c/jukebox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-6056368163751344590</id><published>2007-11-26T18:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T19:03:09.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On My Way Back Home</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the weather today including the heavy rains we got around 4:00 P.M. The area is in desperate need of rain so I was happy to see it. It was quite relaxing to sit under the covered portion of the lanai, listening to music with the rain in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day and then it's back to the rudeness we call Winter. Cold, gray, blustery, damp....yuk. If you say you like it, you are making the best of a bad situation. I have done it for years. I have lost the energy to pretend I like the weather, I don't. I hate it. End of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are good things about being back up north so I will concentrate on those things. I hope I get to spend some time with my kids and get some things done at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-6056368163751344590?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/6056368163751344590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=6056368163751344590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6056368163751344590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6056368163751344590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-my-way-back-home.html' title='On My Way Back Home'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-4956046790448624345</id><published>2007-11-25T09:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T10:04:07.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops</title><content type='html'>Well I blew the NaBloPoMo thing Friday. It was a combination of a somewhat busy day, internet service that was kind of flaky and brain damage. We had a party in the evening and when we returned I just plain went to bed. I was bummed when I awoke and realized that I messed up so late in the game. I gave it a good try as evidenced by my schlepping my computer from place to place. I guess I like the contest because of the pressure it puts on me to write something.  Oh well I'll try again next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to keep writing a little more frequently than usual. Thanks to those that read my rantings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim, Jen and Eric are heading home today. It was fun having them here with us. I wish they could stay a little longer but it's not to be. M &amp;amp; I are coming home Tuesday night. I will be the one that's kicking and screaming. This weather here is really easy on my body and being able to play golf is good for my psyche. I cannot tell a lie, I love the weather here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-4956046790448624345?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/4956046790448624345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=4956046790448624345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/4956046790448624345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/4956046790448624345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/oops.html' title='Oops'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-7637876350383140116</id><published>2007-11-22T19:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:15.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R0Yu5rCYlmI/AAAAAAAAAKA/BDKJfw5qz5o/s1600-h/foc_008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R0Yu5rCYlmI/AAAAAAAAAKA/BDKJfw5qz5o/s400/foc_008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135843993402775138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the rant today a list of some of the things I am grateful for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give thanks for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the love of my children; how much I love them and the love I get from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the love of my wife; how much I love her and the love she returns to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the people I can call friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good fortune that has smiled upon me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my extended family; we have crazies and I love them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the overall health of all those in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being born an American. I love this country and I think I understand how special this place is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those that have given of themselves to preserve this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the talents that have been bestowed upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the great turkey dinner I had today and the great turkey sandwiches I will surely eat tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realizing my love for music. It is icing on the cake for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having the fortitude (read lack of brains!) that pushed me to start my own business 20 years ago. We have run our business how we wanted to run it and have developed a reputation in our business second to none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wonderful staff. They are my other family and I love them for all that they have done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being blessed with a sense of humor and being an optimist most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will end this as I did last year by imploring my readers to resolve to do something charitable on a regular basis. It is our responsibility to help those who need help. Not for what you expect to receive in return but because it's the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;To all my friends and loved ones, I love you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-7637876350383140116?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/7637876350383140116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=7637876350383140116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7637876350383140116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7637876350383140116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/R0Yu5rCYlmI/AAAAAAAAAKA/BDKJfw5qz5o/s72-c/foc_008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5929005517420678395</id><published>2007-11-21T17:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T19:38:41.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>This is my second annual Anti-Thanksgiving post. My daughter A came up with this idea and I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;war - The USA has been involved in too many of these damn things. I know it's considered naive to think that wars will just disappear but if we don't work toward ending them for all time, it will never happen. As John Lennon said "imagine all the people living life in peace". I like to imagine that. Instead of spending all that military money we could spend it on taking care of each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my digestive system - plain and simple it's broken and those that are supposed to know how to fix these things are clueless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United Airlines - once good, my hometown airline has now crossed over into a company that has lost sight of what it is they do. From what I see now they mistreat their passengers and don't care if they do.  My opinion; but I have been mistreated just about every time recently. I used to fly them a lot; United you had me and you lost me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that people in this world are still starving - Can't we figure this out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stranglehold that the oil business has on the world - the guys below should be helping with this; not helping themselves. We need to kick this habit and we had better accept the challenge and get it done. I have faith in the American people; it's our politicians that are holding us back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;politicians - Do something for us; not for yourself, the special interests that own you or for your damn party. Make this country better or get the hell out. Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people that aren't generous with the less fortunate  - Find a local reputable food bank and feed some of your neighbors. There but for the grace of god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greedy people - see above...money is a better slave than master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terrorists - having no remorse for killing people is brutal. It's uncivilized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mean people - relax, be nice, there's no need to be nasty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the punks that stole my guitars - I can't believe that I have never heard a peep from the local police department. They caught one of the suspected kids wearing my watch for god sakes. I have not heard from them since May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the celebrity culture - Who really gives a damn about the personal life of Brittany, JLo, Brad, Angela, and so on and so on? Leave them alone, they're human. Would you want all your personal foibles, real and fabricated, broadcast to the world? I think not. Take all the energy given to the pursuit of this crap and turn it for something useful. Just don't get rid of the ridiculous rags that you buy in the checkout line at the grocery store. Those are comic books anyway. OK so this rant is a little mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather Mills - go away, leave him alone. I don't care about you one iota. You married a legend and you cannot undo any part of that. It's bigger than you and, in fact,  it's bigger than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;religious zealots - religion is like silk underwear. If you are wearing it and are comfortable, good for you. If you wear it on your sleeve, it's not going to look very good and I really don't care to see it. I'll choose my undies (or not); you choose yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was kind of fun...tomorrow is Thanksgiving and I am looking forward to sharing those things I am thankful for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5929005517420678395?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5929005517420678395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5929005517420678395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5929005517420678395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5929005517420678395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/anti-thanksgiving.html' title='Anti-Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-8090061123846710232</id><published>2007-11-20T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T21:34:10.938-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Location 4</title><content type='html'>We made it down to Florida. Happy to be in the warmth. When we left Chicago this morning it was cool and dreary; arrived in Florida to sunshine and 80+ degrees. I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the pool is not working right. The heat pump is not pumping heat so the water is a chilly 73 degrees. That will not do it. Hopefully I can get the service people out here tomorrow so that we can use the pool this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body clock is our of kilter. From Vegas to here in the matter of a couple of days is tough. I feel incredibly tired. Getting this post in is a major effort. Hence, the drivel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did write down every tune that came up on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt; while listening on the flight but I'm too tired to list them. I will do that; just not now. I need to lay my head down and slip through sleep's dark and silent gate. Soon. Very Soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-8090061123846710232?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/8090061123846710232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=8090061123846710232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8090061123846710232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8090061123846710232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/location-4.html' title='Location 4'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-4150953827464902956</id><published>2007-11-19T11:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T12:06:18.479-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Trust That Day</title><content type='html'>Five questions for a Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are there any songs that you dread hearing because it will get stuck in your head and you can't shake it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Can you share a favorite Christmas memory or two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. This is a quote attributed to Albert Einstein. &lt;em&gt;"Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results."&lt;/em&gt; This is a quote from the show Northern exposure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sometimes the mind, for reasons we don't necessarily understand, just decides to go to the store for a quart of milk."&lt;/em&gt; Which one can you relate to? Both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you understand the fascination that some people have with horror movies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-4150953827464902956?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/4150953827464902956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=4150953827464902956' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/4150953827464902956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/4150953827464902956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/cant-trust-that-day.html' title='Can&apos;t Trust That Day'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5190888638251418990</id><published>2007-11-18T09:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T09:56:52.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeward Bound</title><content type='html'>Today is our travel day. I am going to lose access to the internet sometime around noon and we don't get home until around midnight, so this post is coming to you pre-caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of Vegas and ready to be home. It's loud here and it's dry here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people watching has been enjoyable as usual. The way some of these people dress is remarkable so I will remark about it. There are a lot of women here that haven't mastered the knack of keeping their breasts inside their clothing. Some women can't seem to find dresses that actually cover their asses. One woman had less material in her clothing than on her purse. Some of it looks ok but mostly it looks cheap to me. With the men here the wackiness usually shows up in their hair. I'm really sorry that I didn't keep my full head of hair long enough to go for the spikey, dirty, ponytail mohawk look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to pack and get ready to check out of here and then wait around until 5ish to get back to home sweet home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5190888638251418990?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5190888638251418990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5190888638251418990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5190888638251418990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5190888638251418990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/homeward-bound.html' title='Homeward Bound'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-7759024371282855596</id><published>2007-11-17T19:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T19:35:10.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Glorious Food</title><content type='html'>Last night was pretty much fun. First we had dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.ilmulino.com/welcome.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Il&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mulino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which I will give 4 stars. I'm taking a star away because it was a bit loud in there which makes conversation a little tough when you have a table for eight. I am not very tolerant of loud restaurants anymore. As loud as Vegas is it would have been nice if this place had better acoustics. Aside from that the food was delicious. When you sit down they give each diner a delicious little chunk of Parmesan cheese, some salami and a plate of marinated zucchini that was heavily laced with garlic. Very nice start. Michelle and I split a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;caprese&lt;/span&gt; salad with some prosciutto for our first course. I ordered a special of Dover Sole which was not quite as good as this dish at Nicks in Chicago but it was still very very good. Everyone enjoyed their entrees, Michelle had Veal Marsala and two of the folks at the table had veal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;parmesan&lt;/span&gt; which was uniquely prepared. The other entree that was to die for was lobster ravioli with a really nice light tomato sauce. I was glad I didn't overstuff myself. One other note on the restaurant...$$$$$$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we waddled over to the Mirage to see the 10:00 P.M. showing of &lt;a href="http://www.cirquedusoleil.com/CirqueDuSoleil/en/showstickets/love/intro/intro.htm"&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;. The show was great. Great music, great staging, great acrobatics and a lot of great dancing. I would like to put the sound system in the theater on my Christmas List.  It's my favorite Cirque show because  I love the soundtrack  (duh!). I recommend it to all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Beatle&lt;/span&gt; fans, rock fans and those that like to leave a show with a smile on their face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Michelle's birthday so we watched her beloved Michigan Wolverines play some really ugly football. She spent the balance of the afternoon at the Spa being pampered...in fact, she went at 2:00 P.M. and hasn't returned as of 5:30. I watched some more football and gambled a bit and had some success I might add. Winning money is as fun as it is rare here in Loon Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are planning to have another nice dinner for M's birthday if she ever returns.  Bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-7759024371282855596?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/7759024371282855596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=7759024371282855596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7759024371282855596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7759024371282855596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-night-was-pretty-much-fun.html' title='Food Glorious Food'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-8265436665450041088</id><published>2007-11-16T19:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:15.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 in Loon Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rz5D0bCYljI/AAAAAAAAAJo/iNNYDQbmN4U/s1600-h/beatles+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rz5D0bCYljI/AAAAAAAAAJo/iNNYDQbmN4U/s320/beatles+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133615193138959922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two in the war zone they call Las Vegas wages on. I started the morning with a back spasm that almost put me on my knees. I'll chalk it up to a strange bed in a strange place. It's still sore so it was one hell of a spasm. Aging gracefully? I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much luck with the gambling today so far, which I have come to expect. I rarely talk to people that win here. Looking around the casinos don't seem to be lacking funds. My advice is don't gamble with money you ever hope to see again. If you get to keep it for a little while you are ahead of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat at a blackjack table today and a nicely dressed Asian gentleman sat down and began betting the table maximum $5000. He wagered $15,000 on one hand and the dealer made a 5 card 21 to beat him. He was at the table for about 25 minutes and lost at least $40,000. I played there for and hour and a half and broke even.  All my bets combined are not close to $5,000. Some people have more money than they know what to do with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new blackberry has a bad habit of calling people when I sit down and have in on my belt. I am going to try the Keyboard Lock so I don't wake up my speed dial folks by mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get ready for dinner. Going out to a nice Italian restaurant tonight and then going to the 10:00P.M. performance of Love. I am so looking forward to a night of high quality Beatles music. It will be a nice respite from this loony bin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-8265436665450041088?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/8265436665450041088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=8265436665450041088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8265436665450041088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8265436665450041088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/day-2-in-loon-town.html' title='Day 2 in Loon Town'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rz5D0bCYljI/AAAAAAAAAJo/iNNYDQbmN4U/s72-c/beatles+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-2290982398241007923</id><published>2007-11-15T21:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T21:23:33.997-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Wages</title><content type='html'>We made it to Vegas without a hitch. Airplane on time, hotel reservations actually reserved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is kind of a transition day...two hour time change and the traveling will render me useless in an hour or so. That's about the time we have to be at dinner with our clients. They are old friends so there is not a lot of pressure but it will be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is nice here and the casinos are awaiting my arrival or should I say the arrival of my hard earned money. Unfortunately for the casinos, I will not leave them much. Looking forward to seeing Love tomorrow and watching some football games here on Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you later from the great State of Nevada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-2290982398241007923?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/2290982398241007923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=2290982398241007923' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2290982398241007923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2290982398241007923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/lost.html' title='Lost Wages'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-8304933736882263564</id><published>2007-11-14T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:15.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog on the Run...Blog on the Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzvJkbCYliI/AAAAAAAAAJg/GUguPquDGIs/s1600-h/lvegas.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132917827889042978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzvJkbCYliI/AAAAAAAAAJg/GUguPquDGIs/s320/lvegas.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my regular visitors gave me my first blog award. It's the "Be the Blog" award that is now located over there on the right. The award is given to "those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; that are showing time and time again that they are true to themselves and that they ARE their blog". Thanks, Barb. It's always fun to win something and sometimes I feel like a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when I started this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NaBloPoMo&lt;/span&gt; thing I forgot to check my travel schedule. I will be posting blogs from four different states over the course of this month. I have already been to DC. I am leaving for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas tomorrow, heading for Florida next Tuesday and then making a trip out to San Francisco at the end of the month. Since I got my "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;crackberry&lt;/span&gt;", I stopped traveling with my laptop. Well, my laptop and I are back on the road together. Five states in a month! Thank God for high speed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it goes...tomorrow I will be posting from sin city. The local sport in Vegas is people watching because I don't think there is a larger collection of strange varieties of humans to be found anywhere else in the US. Oh sure, you'll see some alien like creatures just about everywhere you go but in Vegas the sheer number of rare species are staggering. It might just be the only thing besides gaming lessons that's free in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas. I swear there are hundreds of hotel rooms in the town that do not have mirrors because "&lt;em&gt;people you can't really want to intentionally look like that in public, do ya&lt;/em&gt;?" As James Taylor so aptly put it "&lt;em&gt;Is that the way you look&lt;/em&gt;?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you tomorrow from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-8304933736882263564?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/8304933736882263564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=8304933736882263564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8304933736882263564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8304933736882263564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-on-runblog-on-run.html' title='Blog on the Run...Blog on the Run'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzvJkbCYliI/AAAAAAAAAJg/GUguPquDGIs/s72-c/lvegas.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5363284496945538700</id><published>2007-11-13T22:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T23:06:33.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anybody seen my inspiration?</title><content type='html'>I don't know where my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;inspiration&lt;/span&gt; went tonight but I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nothin&lt;/span&gt;'. I am not doing a good job of making notes on the various blog ideas I come up with during the day. Now I am tired and cannot come up with a thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played golf today. It was unseasonably warm here and I wanted to test out my surgically repaired hand. The test was successful. The repaired finger is actually very good; the sutures are still a little sore. I was concerned that the hand would not hold up and my concern was all for naught. Now if I could just get these stitches out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas Thursday for a little fun in the name of business entertainment. One of our best clients and best friends in the business loves Vegas (he's from Philly!), so we'll meet him there and do the Vegas thing. I won't lose a lot of money because I never really bet a lot of money. We'll have some fun going to see the show "Love" at the Mirage, which I have seen once, and am looking forward to again. A night of Beatles music in Vegas is settling. The place is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;whacko&lt;/span&gt;...A couple of days in Vegas is enough for us...back home Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go down to Florida for Thanksgiving for the weather. I wish all my kids could be there with us but some things are hard to work out these days. Hopefully, we can get together and eat another turkey sometime between Thanksgiving and Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To all my friends and loved ones, I love you more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5363284496945538700?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5363284496945538700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5363284496945538700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5363284496945538700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5363284496945538700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-dont-know-where-my-inspiration-went.html' title='Anybody seen my inspiration?'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5044243194412159003</id><published>2007-11-12T10:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:15.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What do the Boomtown Rats know anyway?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RziHdVPkgyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-mLFTelo70M/s1600-h/lone+ranger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132000713377088290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RziHdVPkgyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-mLFTelo70M/s320/lone+ranger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five questions for a Monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Do you have an iPod (or other mp3 player)? If yes, how many songs do you have and how would you describe the music in there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. What TV show from your childhood do you remember and why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. What is your best quality? worst?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The Beatles or the Stones?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Are you looking forward to anything that you have planned for this week? month? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5044243194412159003?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5044243194412159003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5044243194412159003' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5044243194412159003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5044243194412159003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-do-boomtown-rats-know-anyway.html' title='What do the Boomtown Rats know anyway?'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RziHdVPkgyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-mLFTelo70M/s72-c/lone+ranger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-7738118994629851859</id><published>2007-11-11T09:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:16.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Must Never Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzcaiFPkgxI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bED5ZozsykY/s1600-h/vetsday07_lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzcaiFPkgxI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bED5ZozsykY/s320/vetsday07_lo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131599473237328658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not about agreeing with war. This is about honoring those that have given of themselves to serve our country. One of those that gave was my Dad. While he was lucky to come back from the Korean war alive, he really didn't survive it. It haunted him his entire life. I'm felt and saw his pain first hand. No, it's not about war; it's about humanity and compassion for the veterans and their loved ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all that have served and those that serve for us now. We have much to be thankful for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-7738118994629851859?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/7738118994629851859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=7738118994629851859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7738118994629851859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7738118994629851859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-must-never-forget.html' title='We Must Never Forget'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzcaiFPkgxI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bED5ZozsykY/s72-c/vetsday07_lo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-3338724796443550585</id><published>2007-11-10T22:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:16.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That's what we need</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzaLkFPkgwI/AAAAAAAAAJI/t3nPJdx6p0k/s1600-h/180px-Ronald_Reagan_and_Colin_Powell_1988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzaLkFPkgwI/AAAAAAAAAJI/t3nPJdx6p0k/s320/180px-Ronald_Reagan_and_Colin_Powell_1988.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131442277434295042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I said I would provide some more details on the talk I sat in with General Colin Powell. Okay here are some details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- He comes across as brilliant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- He grew up in Harlem and rose to the Office of Secretary of State of the United States of America. Great American success story. Don't tell me it can't be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- He was quite funny at times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- He tried to talk G.W. Bush into not going to war with Iraq. His words were "You break it. You own it. We broke it and expected it to just come together. No way this would work. I'm convinced that the whole Iraq thing left a really bad taste in his mouth and he was happy to depart the Bush administration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- He recounted his initial meeting with Gorbachov when President Reagan asked him to go to Moscow for the first time. This was the beginning of the end of the cold war and not only was it interesting, he made it funny. I think the humor would be lost if I tried to write it out, so I will spare you the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- He believes that while America has it's challenges, we are still in a good place. He did say that some of our worldly relationships need some TLC...which I believe was a little shot at GWB and his gang of neocons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- He believes that partisan politics is a good thing when it works. He said he knows the American public is sick of the system right now because  it's not working. The art of compromise has been lost. He said only the voters can get this changed. Seems like a tall order to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- His optimism is contagious. That's one of the virtues that contribute to his leadership skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Someone asked him if he would ever run for president. He politely said he has no hunger for politics. I took it to mean that he is a man of integrity and does not like the compromises that must be made to get your butt elected. He's too good a man to run. That's one of the problems with the office of President. If you are smart enough to do the job, you're smart enough to know that you don't want the damn job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you he was brilliant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-3338724796443550585?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/3338724796443550585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=3338724796443550585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3338724796443550585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3338724796443550585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-night-i-said-i-would-provide-some.html' title='That&apos;s what we need'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzaLkFPkgwI/AAAAAAAAAJI/t3nPJdx6p0k/s72-c/180px-Ronald_Reagan_and_Colin_Powell_1988.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-2510731859941065649</id><published>2007-11-09T22:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T22:56:05.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Technicality!!</title><content type='html'>Traveled back home from DC tonight. I feel as if I walked home. I have already been asleep once and as I was giving in to calling it a night I remembered. I DIDN'T POST TODAY. Since that is not acceptable and this cheesy technicality of a post will do...I am getting the post in.  That was so close.  I got a chance to sit through a talk by Colin Powell today...I will provide details tomorrow. He was quite entertaining and fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it. I'm in. I'm half asleep and I am going to find the other half. Goodnight all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-2510731859941065649?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/2510731859941065649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=2510731859941065649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2510731859941065649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2510731859941065649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/technicality.html' title='Technicality!!'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-3477019071949215012</id><published>2007-11-08T22:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:53:40.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Hotel is a Dump</title><content type='html'>Had a full day of convention duty. Surrounded by insurance geeks. My peeps...wow that's a sobering thought.  Good day of business capped off with a fine meal at a restaurant in DC by the name of &lt;a href="http://www.palettedc.com/"&gt;Palette&lt;/a&gt;. Excellent food. We saw Bob Woodward dining in the restaurant. The biz was all good...the rest of it....not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mornings room service saga has salted away dubbing this hotel, the Marriott at Wardman Park, the worst I have ever stayed at. We used the little door hanger breakfast menu to be safe or so we thought. We had a meeting at 8:00 so we indicated that we wanted breakfast delivered between 7 and 7:15. We called them at 7:20 and they said it would be right up. We're talking cold cereal here. It arrived at 7:50. We had to leave it and go to our meeting. Hungry. Agitated. As we were waiting in the lobby to meet our 8 o'clock we saw a Marriott Sales Mgr. I told her that this was the worst hotel I had ever stayed at and explained. I think she got the point and comped the breakfast. Weird side note...when we returned in the late afternoon our room service cart was in the hall and it was obvious the maid had drunk the oj, ate a muffin and pinched the cereal boxes. I'm figurin' she gets these uneaten breakfasts a lot at this dump. I'm pleased that at least someone enjoyed our breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently one of the towers in the hotel had no hot water this morning. There seemed to be a lot of edgy people this morning. I think a nice cold shower has a way of doing that to your outlook on the day. Another gentleman told me he arranged a breakfast meeting in his suite this morning...it took over 2 hours to get the food. They offered to comp his breakfast; at which point he indicated they were going to comp all 6. Nice work...this hotel is not capable of handling guests. A minor problem, don't you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-3477019071949215012?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/3477019071949215012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=3477019071949215012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3477019071949215012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3477019071949215012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-hotel-is-dump.html' title='This Hotel is a Dump'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-4252073960289899297</id><published>2007-11-07T22:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:16.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Now this is a Library!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzKWKlPkgvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ecbAyR5InVI/s1600-h/a24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzKWKlPkgvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ecbAyR5InVI/s320/a24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130328034068693746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The business portion of the convention has begun. This morning we did have some free time so we took in a few more sights. That is, after we decided to give up on our room service breakfast. It never arrived; after many calls and waiting patiently for over an hour and a half; no breakfast. I will have to let the hotel know that they are confused about room service. One thing I can help them with...hint...it's supposed to actually come to your room. What a frustrating waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the places we visited was the Library of Congress. It is the mother of all libraries. The picture is of the main reading room. Wow. Our government sure got fancy with our tax dollars. We did get to see a "perfect" version of the Gutenberg Bible. One of the 4 that exist. The library &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;receives&lt;/span&gt; 22,000 submissions, books and other items seeking a copyright, every day. They keep about 10,000 per day. Holy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;moley&lt;/span&gt;...that's a lot of mail. It explains why they have their own zip code. Another interesting tidbit; books published in English only account for 30% of the books in the library. Smallest book, one twenty fifth of an inch...it simply says Old King Cole was a Merry Old Soul...they had to read it with a microscope. Largest book, weighs 135 pounds, 5 feet by 7 feet and its a pictorial study of Bhutan. I wonder what the paperback version would weigh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loc.gov/about/reports/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; are some other amazing facts about the Library of Congress for the year 2006. I didn't have any idea about the magnitude of this institution. Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-4252073960289899297?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/4252073960289899297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=4252073960289899297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/4252073960289899297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/4252073960289899297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/now-this-is-library.html' title='Now this is a Library!'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzKWKlPkgvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ecbAyR5InVI/s72-c/a24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-6965724687027226121</id><published>2007-11-06T21:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:17.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Have All the Flowers Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzExjD2V5MI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Swz5Qb3G3Do/s1600-h/IMG00029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzExjD2V5MI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Swz5Qb3G3Do/s200/IMG00029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129935928950121666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time of year...the dreaded annual convention. This time we're in Washington D.C holed up in the usual small overpriced convention hotel room. The geek fest really doesn't start until tomorrow so I still have time before my brain starts to melt. You gotta do what you gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M &amp;amp; I took in some of the basic D.C. sites by visiting the Lincoln, Washington, Jefferson and Roosevelt Memorials followed by &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzExsj2V5NI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YQLEK0PxSbQ/s1600-h/IMG00031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzExsj2V5NI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YQLEK0PxSbQ/s200/IMG00031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129936092158878930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the Viet Nam, World War II and Korean War Memorials.  The war memorials were sobering.   We Americans have had too many wars in our short history. Millions have fought and died; the survivors forever scarred due to the horrors of war. When will we ever learn?  My dad was forever scarred by his experiences in the Korean War. Seeing the memorial today was somewhat of a moving experience. The pictures are from the Korean Memorial. The Viet Nam memorial immediately drove me to reverent silence. The World War II memorial was mind blowing to think that 400,000 Americans perished in that war and that's only a fraction of the people that died in that war!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know "Freedom isn't free" but as a species we somehow need to remember that "War is Hell". We need to teach all the people of the world, from the moment they come into this world that we hate war. I hate the idea of war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will we ever learn?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-6965724687027226121?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/6965724687027226121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=6965724687027226121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6965724687027226121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6965724687027226121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/where-have-all-flowers-gone.html' title='Where Have All the Flowers Gone'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RzExjD2V5MI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Swz5Qb3G3Do/s72-c/IMG00029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5752138633197564946</id><published>2007-11-05T18:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:04:15.626-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social commentary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>This could get gory</title><content type='html'>I really want to believe that global warming is a huge problem. I just wish that Mr. I invented the Internet wasn't the main spokesperson. Al doesn't just want to be our cyberspace hero, he is now going to save the earth. I cannot stand his act. He's just another mind numbing politician looking for face time. That's my opinion and I am entitled to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if all the hoopla about global warming is fitting or not. It has a kind of "the sky is falling" feel to it. Combine that with Mr. G and well, I'm looking for other opinions. However, whether its a true catastrophe or not and whether one believes all the stuff that's flying about I can't help but feel that trying our best to take care of the orbiting rock we call home is a pretty good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in this country should be using &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CFL's&lt;/span&gt; instead of regular light bulbs. Everywhere we went in Italy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CFL's&lt;/span&gt; were in use. Damn smart those Italians (need proof? one word....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gelato&lt;/span&gt;).  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CFL's&lt;/span&gt; are more expensive to purchase but last a lot longer than regular bulbs and they use less energy.  I read somewhere that a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CFL&lt;/span&gt; can save over $30 in energy costs over its lifetime. We have replaced all of our regular bulbs and feel pretty good about it. I also try to keep lights off as much as possible. It's not much but it's something....If everyone did a little something it would add up to a big something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on our "green" agenda is looking for a more efficient car or hybrid to cut back on our fuel consumption.  We found an &lt;a href="http://www.teslamotors.com/"&gt;electric car&lt;/a&gt; we love but holy crap is it expensive. Hopefully, Tesla will use what they learn on this project to create more affordable electric vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will try to be vigilant in "going green". As long as I don't have to say it's Al's idea, I think I can handle it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5752138633197564946?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5752138633197564946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5752138633197564946' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5752138633197564946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5752138633197564946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-could-get-gory.html' title='This could get gory'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5503384960372863056</id><published>2007-11-04T22:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:17.411-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>Are you ready for some football and more football and more football....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Ry6hVz2V5KI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wsKLnAdZN6o/s1600-h/180px-TheBigHouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129214421689033890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Ry6hVz2V5KI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wsKLnAdZN6o/s200/180px-TheBigHouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent my surgical recovery weekend watching football which is somewhat normal for me. Since my recreational options were limited I am sure I vegged a bit more than usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I played football for 9 years and football was something my father really loved. It was something I got to share with my dad. He knew the game better than anyone I knew. On weekends like this when football is on from noon to bedtime, I've often thought about how much my dad would have loved having game after game to choose from. I will never stop wishing he was here to enjoy it with me. I will always enjoy watching football as a small reminder and connection to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last nights dinner went well. I did have a difficult time trying to keep my bandage out of the olive oil when I was trying to dip my bread. I ended up ordering soup (cauliflower, cumin and pear) as an appetizer and handled the spoon without incident. It may sound like a weird combination of ingredients for soup but it was delicious. For a main course, I opted for lamb which this particular restaurant really prepares well. It did take me a little longer than usual to eat the lamb but it was worth the labored knife work. The company at dinner was excellent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therapy starts tomorrow and the pain in my hand is easing up so I am looking forward to even less discomfort when I wake up tomorrow. Maybe a clear head will make writing these posts a little easier as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5503384960372863056?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5503384960372863056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5503384960372863056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5503384960372863056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5503384960372863056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/are-you-ready-for-some-football-and.html' title='Are you ready for some football and more football and more football....'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Ry6hVz2V5KI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wsKLnAdZN6o/s72-c/180px-TheBigHouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5833613792791551945</id><published>2007-11-03T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:17.715-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fog Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Ry0Epj2V5JI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6nW-sbvlhG8/s1600-h/IMG00015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Ry0Epj2V5JI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6nW-sbvlhG8/s200/IMG00015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128760662689178770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Ry0EJD2V5II/AAAAAAAAAIU/QsDwQ99SPVk/s1600-h/IMG00016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Ry0EJD2V5II/AAAAAAAAAIU/QsDwQ99SPVk/s200/IMG00016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128760104343430274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hand is still quite sore but it does seem to be improving. The painkillers are making it very difficult for me to be creative. I'm in just a bit of a fog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a "business" dinner tonight which should be interesting. I hope I don't start drooling or play with my nostrils. As you can see my hand is bandaged pretty well so I'm not sure I can use a knife either. Maybe I'll just order soup...I may have to just eat with my good hand. Probably not good form....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to do a post after dinner and let you know how I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5833613792791551945?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5833613792791551945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5833613792791551945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5833613792791551945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5833613792791551945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/fog-dog.html' title='Fog Dog'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Ry0Epj2V5JI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6nW-sbvlhG8/s72-c/IMG00015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5908390933461550615</id><published>2007-11-02T18:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:17.897-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vicodin Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Ryu7uj2V5HI/AAAAAAAAAIM/1kA6udCAChM/s1600-h/LiveAidlogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128399009262986354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Ryu7uj2V5HI/AAAAAAAAAIM/1kA6udCAChM/s320/LiveAidlogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the finger surgery this morning and the procedure went well. The local is wearing off so the pain is mounting. Hello Vicodin! Yikes; one handed keyboard work and less than half a brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched a lot of the Live Aid DVD this afternoon, mostly because being one handed limits my recreational options. Man, there were some great performances at that event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Observations....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bono was sporting quite the mullet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its amazing how different (read old) most of the performers look today given the 22 years of aging. The jump from 20 to 42 aint to bad. From 42 to 64....whoa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 80's clothing and hair styles were interesting to say the least. Actually it was laughable. The styles didn't age well either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Who were phenomenal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved seeing Dire Straits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was nice to catch a glimpse of Queen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;George Michael. No. Not then. Not ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The idea of using music to help feed the world is really cool. We shouldn't forget that there is a lot of suffering out there. Give. It is estimated that this cause raised about 150 million pounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Props to Bob Geldof and Midge Ure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday KT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To all my friends and loved ones, I love you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5908390933461550615?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5908390933461550615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5908390933461550615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5908390933461550615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5908390933461550615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/vicodin-report.html' title='The Vicodin Report'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Ryu7uj2V5HI/AAAAAAAAAIM/1kA6udCAChM/s72-c/LiveAidlogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-7791633426479709052</id><published>2007-11-01T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T09:33:35.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NoBloPoMoFo</title><content type='html'>This is the first official post of a solid month of posting everyday. Right off the bat tomorrow is going to be interesting. I am having some minor surgery on my hand (left ring finger to be exact) at 7:30 A.M. tomorrow. For future reference if somebody other than you is having surgery, it's minor. Unfortunately, it me this time. I'm looking forward to getting it over because my hand is semi-useless and the pain is not any fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that tomorrow my keyboard skills are going to be further limited and the pain meds might alter my mind a bit. So, let me say right now that i am not responsible for anything I publish tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning on some regular pieces this month but you'll have to tune in to catch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;To all my friends and loved ones, I love you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-7791633426479709052?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/7791633426479709052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=7791633426479709052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7791633426479709052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7791633426479709052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/11/noblopomofo.html' title='NoBloPoMoFo'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-3416759866901716972</id><published>2007-10-19T11:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:18.272-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>Van Halen Post #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rxjfu0oMhjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YdbtiAC5Cus/s1600-h/wrench1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123090571628152370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rxjfu0oMhjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YdbtiAC5Cus/s200/wrench1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RxjeeEoMhiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4PEFIOo6Us0/s1600-h/dlr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123089184353715746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RxjeeEoMhiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4PEFIOo6Us0/s200/dlr2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two photos of David Lee Roth....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-3416759866901716972?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rxjfu0oMhjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YdbtiAC5Cus/s72-c/wrench1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-1548176828976825293</id><published>2007-10-17T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T21:50:58.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of blogger are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quiz.blogactionday.org"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://quiz.blogactionday.org/images/purist-young-upstart-undiscovered.gif"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;width="300" height="180" alt="What Kind of Blogger Are You?"  border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-1548176828976825293?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/1548176828976825293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=1548176828976825293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1548176828976825293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1548176828976825293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-kind-of-blogger-are-you.html' title='What kind of blogger are you?'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5109591991716463650</id><published>2007-10-15T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T13:44:20.164-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>RIAA has done it again</title><content type='html'>Check out this story...&lt;a href="http://weblog.infoworld.com/robertxcringely/archives/2007/10/lawyers_guns_an.html?source=NLC-NOTES&amp;amp;cgd=2007-10-15" target="_new"&gt;Lawyers, guns and the RIAA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5109591991716463650?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5109591991716463650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5109591991716463650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5109591991716463650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5109591991716463650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/10/riaa-has-done-it-again.html' title='RIAA has done it again'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-3750338633874801484</id><published>2007-10-08T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:18.579-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>Concertmania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rwqe2koMhfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/YViL25VZfw8/s1600-h/Too-Loud-Brick-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119078586842383858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rwqe2koMhfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/YViL25VZfw8/s200/Too-Loud-Brick-M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Copy this list; leave in the bands/artists you've seen perform live; delete the ones you haven't, and add new ones that you have seen until you reach 25. An asterisk means the previous person had it on their list. Two asterisks means the last two people who did this before you had that band on their list. I ripped this from my daughter A and she found this at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;frogblog&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave Matthews Band*&lt;br /&gt;REM*&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Jam*&lt;br /&gt;Barbra Streisand*&lt;br /&gt;Paul McCartney*&lt;br /&gt;Eric Clapton*&lt;br /&gt;Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young*&lt;br /&gt;Roger Waters*&lt;br /&gt;The Police*&lt;br /&gt;Led Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;The Who&lt;br /&gt;The Rolling Stones&lt;br /&gt;The Eagles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Badfinger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stevie Wonder&lt;br /&gt;Temptations&lt;br /&gt;John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;Jethro Tull&lt;br /&gt;Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Billy Joel&lt;br /&gt;Elton John&lt;br /&gt;James Taylor&lt;br /&gt;Buddy Guy&lt;br /&gt;B.B. King&lt;br /&gt;Ben Folds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are others that I've seen that did not make this list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;REO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Speedwagon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Styx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Allman&lt;/span&gt; Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Moe&lt;br /&gt;Seals &amp;amp; Crofts&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Stills and Manassas&lt;br /&gt;Robert Cray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Firefall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson Browne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Koko&lt;/span&gt; Taylor&lt;br /&gt;Steve &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Winwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Walsh&lt;br /&gt;Santana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ZZ&lt;/span&gt; Top&lt;br /&gt;John McLaughlin&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Beck&lt;br /&gt;J.J. Cale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jonny&lt;/span&gt; Lang&lt;br /&gt;Allison &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Krauss&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Union Station&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Winters&lt;br /&gt;Los &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Lobos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Doobie&lt;/span&gt; Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Tony Bennett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Kool&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; the Gang&lt;br /&gt;The Drifters&lt;br /&gt;The Four Tops&lt;br /&gt;Elvis Costello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Loggins&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Messina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Loggins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl Crow&lt;br /&gt;Billy Preston&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;O'Jays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rev. Al Green&lt;br /&gt;Stevie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Vai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince Gill&lt;br /&gt;Hubert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Sumlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Landreth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Derek Trucks Band&lt;br /&gt;Robert Randolph and the Family Band&lt;br /&gt;Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;Albert Lee&lt;br /&gt;Willie Nelson&lt;br /&gt;Robbie Robertson&lt;br /&gt;Pat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Metheny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Genesis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon to be added: Bruce Springsteen and Van Halen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I you have any questions about any of these shows I would be happy to share. It took some courage for me to admit to some of these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;To all my friends and loved ones, I love you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-3750338633874801484?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/3750338633874801484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=3750338633874801484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3750338633874801484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3750338633874801484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/09/concertmania.html' title='Concertmania'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rwqe2koMhfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/YViL25VZfw8/s72-c/Too-Loud-Brick-M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-7315200841814148509</id><published>2007-10-01T17:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:18.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All in all its just another...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RwF0uUoMhdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/84__XQ_0J2k/s1600-h/brick.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116498990829700562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RwF0uUoMhdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/84__XQ_0J2k/s200/brick.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you read about Apple "bricking" (making them useless) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iPhones&lt;/span&gt; with a firmware update? Apple has said there is nothing they can do You will need to buy a new iPhone. Would I be upset about that!!! If you added any kind of third part application, BRICK! If you tried to free your phone so that you wouldn't have to pay uncompetitive phone rates, BRICK! I have less of a problem with the latter but this type of ploy solidifies my position on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;iBrick&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;em&gt;Please turn your mind off sir, Mr. Jobs will tell you what you need."&lt;/em&gt; Style over substance...a truly sad American legacy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NFW&lt;/span&gt;...give me substance AND style and you have me; instantly. Give me just style and you insult my intelligence. I think the American auto industry has been paying for this lesson for a long long time. Apple too is paying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To all my friends and loved ones, I love you more.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-7315200841814148509?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/7315200841814148509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=7315200841814148509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7315200841814148509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7315200841814148509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-in-all-it-just-another.html' title='All in all its just another...'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RwF0uUoMhdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/84__XQ_0J2k/s72-c/brick.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5357434873383312795</id><published>2007-09-26T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:19.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't Imagine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RvqI5koMhcI/AAAAAAAAAHM/JWcjRw1qv3A/s1600-h/draw_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114550849498809794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RvqI5koMhcI/AAAAAAAAAHM/JWcjRw1qv3A/s200/draw_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder what John Lennon would say or sing about the world today? What would be his spin on terrorism? Just wondering.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;To all my friends and loved ones, I love you more.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5357434873383312795?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5357434873383312795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5357434873383312795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5357434873383312795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5357434873383312795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-cant-imagine.html' title='I can&apos;t Imagine'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RvqI5koMhcI/AAAAAAAAAHM/JWcjRw1qv3A/s72-c/draw_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-3450617181209480679</id><published>2007-09-24T08:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T19:59:37.046-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>In a New York Minute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I ended up doing something on Sunday that I never anticipated. I went to a funeral service up in Wisconsin for a  fraternity brother that was killed in a tragic motor vehicle accident. The accident occurred at 7:00 A.M. and Don was apparently on his way to work. Eyewitnesses said he appeared to be reaching for something on the floor or seat and swerved into an oncoming semi; small mistake with a tragic outcome. Cell phone would be a good guess. I've done it myself and on the way up to the service I saw a woman in a mini van do the same thing right in front of me. Fortunately for me and the driver yesterday there wasn't any oncoming traffic when we went into the other lane.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hadn't seen Don for about 4 years. My lasting memories include how smart I thought Don was; how funny he was and how, after drinking as much alcohol in college than I will probably drink in a lifetime, once out of college he never touched another drop. That takes fortitude. I loved the guy and I am sorry I hadn't seen him more recently. He was, by all accounts, a dedicated family man; a good man, a good friend, a good co-worker. The service was packed with people that Don had touched at some point in his life including his lovely family.  His is a legacy of showing love and being loved. He definitely died too young at age 55 but he had it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is an excerpt from Don Henley's "New York Minute"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-style: italic;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;In a New York Minute&lt;br /&gt;Everything can change&lt;br /&gt;In a New York Minute&lt;br /&gt;Things can get pretty strange&lt;br /&gt;In a New York Minute&lt;br /&gt;Everything can change&lt;br /&gt;In a New York Minute&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-style: italic;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;Lying here in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;I hear the sirens wail&lt;br /&gt;Somebody going to emergency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Somebody's&lt;/span&gt; going to jail&lt;br /&gt;If you find somebody to love in this world&lt;br /&gt;You better hang on tooth and nail&lt;br /&gt;The wolf is always at the door&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-style: italic;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;In a New York Minute&lt;br /&gt;Everything can change&lt;br /&gt;In a New York Minute&lt;br /&gt;Things can get a little strange&lt;br /&gt;In a New York Minute&lt;br /&gt;Everything can change&lt;br /&gt;In a New York Minute&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-style: italic;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;And in these days&lt;br /&gt;When darkness falls early&lt;br /&gt;And people rush home&lt;br /&gt;To the ones they love&lt;br /&gt;You better take a fool's advice&lt;br /&gt;And take care of your own&lt;br /&gt;One day they're here;&lt;br /&gt;Next day they're gone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this to be true...that is the way it is. Tell the ones you love that you love them at every opportunity. Appreciate the time you have with them...it's borrowed. Every angry moment is poorly spent. I know I have written this before but these life changing events have a way of hammering these points home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends and loved ones, I love you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Don.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-3450617181209480679?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/3450617181209480679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=3450617181209480679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3450617181209480679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3450617181209480679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/09/in-new-york-minute.html' title='In a New York Minute'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-10723181432067249</id><published>2007-09-21T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T20:00:02.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Physician, Heal Thyself</title><content type='html'>I have a pediatrician friend (Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JS&lt;/span&gt;) that is struggling. First of all, the responsibility that comes with being a pediatrician is difficult for me to imagine. By all accounts, he is a dedicated, fabulous doctor. I know for a fact that he's brilliant. Yet, despite that, he can't seem to help himself from his own personal hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go into all details as to why I say he is struggling but suffice it to say I am extremely worried that he will just have the "grabber" and we'll lose him. In the meantime, he is so miserable that those that call him friend find it easier to just stay clear of him. This, of course, leads him to lament his lack of friends.  Note to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JS&lt;/span&gt;...you are driving them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hates his job and has for quite a while. The medical profession is not as lucrative as it once was. Still, I know he earns more money than most Americans ever dream of making. He hates his life. He works way too hard. He takes pride in telling me that he sees more patients than anyone in the sizable clinic group that he is part of. If I'm not mistaken this is a choice he has made. He points to that fact that he needs the money, which is bullshit. All I ever get from him is "negative, negative, negative", "poor me, poor me, poor me". It's hard to take. To quote a line from Jackson Browne "It's whatever it is you see that life will become". He has created his own personal hell and unfortunately his family and friends have to endure the heat to have contact with him.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;...no thanks. Life is too damn short. Note to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;JS&lt;/span&gt;...think about that Jackson Browne line. The mind is a powerful thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My belief that there are basically two ways to look at your life and that only one of these ways is healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be grateful and appreciative for that which you have. (Mostly positive)&lt;br /&gt;2. Always be disappointed because of things that you don't have. (Never positive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JS&lt;/span&gt; is a #2. We were playing golf a while back at one of the most beautiful courses in the US and while we were playing he was lamenting the fact that he doesn't get to play much golf. Huh? Could you at least enjoy the golf you &lt;strong&gt;ARE&lt;/strong&gt; playing and bitch after we're done. That is whacked but shows that he is unable to enjoy anything. Ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I am a #1 all the way. When I didn't have $10 to my name, I can't remember feeling any different than when I had a bank full of money. I guess I choose to get to content no matter what. I am grateful that my makeup allows me to make that choice. I realize it's not that easy for many people, my friend Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;JS&lt;/span&gt; included. Broke and happy ain't that bad. Rich and unhappy has to suck as much as poor and unhappy. Money and things just don't get it done. If you think they do, you need a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;road map&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you are a #2, figure out a way to turn it around. Perspective can be a wonderful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize this is a very complicated situation but I needed to vent a little. I have no tolerance for self defeating behavior. At the same time, I love my friend and his suffering wife and would love for him to begin to enjoy his family and the rest of his blessings. I have purchased a couple of self help books that I am going to give him for his birthday. I don't care if he gets angry with me or sloughs off my attempt to wake him up. I feel I need to do something. Note to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;JS&lt;/span&gt;...you have many that love you. If you don't turn things around you will continue to be lost to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-10723181432067249?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/10723181432067249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=10723181432067249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/10723181432067249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/10723181432067249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/09/physician-heal-thyself.html' title='Physician, Heal Thyself'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-2706273614646492921</id><published>2007-09-12T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T09:33:00.624-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>I got the music in me</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking about this idea for some time but it wasn't until &lt;a href="http://laylasclassicrock.blogspot.com/"&gt;Layla&lt;/a&gt;, one of my favorite reads, did a post on song lyrics that I kicked it in gear.  Thanks Barb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is a major part of my being and I am proud of that. One of the rewards has been music that has touched me or made me think.  The first lyrics I am going to bring in here contains the line that I always write on wedding cards and really sums up what any kind of love should be about. I'm not going to identify the name of the song in this post, the artist or the line I mentioned . I'll leave that for you experts out there. No googling!! Either you know it or you don't. If you must google, don't make a guess until we have an honest answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this...and I have many more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"   &gt;   Boy of mine&lt;br /&gt;  As your fortune comes to carry you down the line&lt;br /&gt;  And you watch as the changes unfold&lt;br /&gt;  And you sort among the stories you've been told&lt;br /&gt;  If some pieces of the picture are hard to find&lt;br /&gt;  And the answers to your questions are hard to hold&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Take good care of your mother&lt;br /&gt;  When you're making up your mind&lt;br /&gt;  Should one thing or another take you from behind&lt;br /&gt;  Though the world may make you hard and wild&lt;br /&gt;  And determine how your life is styled&lt;br /&gt;  When you've come to feel that you're the only child&lt;br /&gt;  Take good care of your brother&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Let the disappointments pass&lt;br /&gt;  Let the laughter fill your glass&lt;br /&gt;  Let your illusions last until they shatter&lt;br /&gt;  Whatever you might hope to find&lt;br /&gt;  Among the thoughts that crowd your mind&lt;br /&gt;  There won't be many that ever really matter&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  But take good care of your mother&lt;br /&gt;  And remember to be kind&lt;br /&gt;  When the pain of another will serve you to remind&lt;br /&gt;  That there are those who feel themselves exiled&lt;br /&gt;  On whom the fortune never smiled&lt;br /&gt;  And upon whose life the heartache has been piled&lt;br /&gt;  They're just looking for another&lt;br /&gt;  Lonely child&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  And when you've found another soul&lt;br /&gt;  Who sees into your own&lt;br /&gt;  Take good care of each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-2706273614646492921?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/2706273614646492921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=2706273614646492921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2706273614646492921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2706273614646492921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-got-music-in-me.html' title='I got the music in me'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-8148527145464256432</id><published>2007-09-10T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:19.789-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>WHAT????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RuWZ4LjpdWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/LC6SxVJ-0zo/s1600-h/K_loud_music1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RuWZ4LjpdWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/LC6SxVJ-0zo/s200/K_loud_music1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108658542775727458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last concert we attended was an event I was really looking forward to. I had never seen the Allman Brothers and now I finally had tickets to see them at the Rosemont Theater. Ooooooo...should be good in a smaller theater style venue. The current band features a couple of great guitar players in Warren Haynes and Derek Trucks so this promised to be especially tasty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have now seen the Allman Brothers but I'm not sure I still have ever heard them play. The sound was horrid. We were 5 rows away so maybe we were too close. I walked all around the venue. Nope. The sound sucked throughout. Not even my special concert ear protection helped at all. I could see the guys playing but could only catch faint pieces of the audio. A loud muddy mess. We tried to gut it out but sitting in the mind numbing din became too much. We walked out. We were not alone. We saw many diappointed patrons heading to the doors early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been fortunate to see many concerts. Prior to this I had never left one early (although I would have left Liza Minelli had it not been a business function). I should have left the only Stevie Wonder concert I ever went to for the same reason I left this one. We could not even make out a single one of Stevie's songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...great musicians, lousy technicians...who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What concert or show surprised you by being awful? Which was much better than you thought?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-8148527145464256432?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/8148527145464256432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=8148527145464256432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8148527145464256432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8148527145464256432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/09/what.html' title='WHAT????'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RuWZ4LjpdWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/LC6SxVJ-0zo/s72-c/K_loud_music1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-8035960457327283676</id><published>2007-08-21T10:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:19.963-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>The Irony of Stolen Police Tickets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RssIFP5TIHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/bWg08uhw-lE/s1600-h/Donuts.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RssIFP5TIHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/bWg08uhw-lE/s200/Donuts.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101179889186447474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of my previous posts I made mention of seeing The Police at Wrigley Field. I would have to say it was the best concert "surprise" of the summer. I don't know what I expected but it exceeded my expectations and it was cool sitting in the outfield but the events leading up to the concert proved to be more interesting than I had hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had purchased some extra tickets for my kids and my one niece. The day before show I went to the place where I put the tickets for my niece and they were gone. It was immediately obvious to me that they were stolen in the great guitar heist. Bastards! Now what? Well, I found the online receipt for the tickets and my wife decided to call, Live Nation, the promoter. Let me say this, the customer support at Live Nation was awesome. They could see that I had purchased the tickets and offered to void the originals and leave valid tickets at will call. Excellent!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife thought that we should call the local police (the man, not a local knock off band) and let them know about the tickets because maybe they would be interested to meet the folks that showed up with the now invalid tickets. Sounded logical to me...Once again, we were totally underwhelmed with how indifferent they reacted. They could not have cared less. WTF. Are these the same public servants that get nuts over whether or not your license plate sticker has expired? Am I wrong to be disappointed as to how my local law enforcement dollars are being spent? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only wish at that point is that the thief and his girlfriend showed up at the show only to be turned away. I will probably never know if he sold them or tried to use them but somebody got turned away. Small pleasure for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of that, my wife and I, the kids and my niece all enjoyed the show. Big pleasure for all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-8035960457327283676?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/8035960457327283676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=8035960457327283676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8035960457327283676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8035960457327283676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/08/irony-of-stolen-police-tickets.html' title='The Irony of Stolen Police Tickets'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RssIFP5TIHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/bWg08uhw-lE/s72-c/Donuts.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-8490308135663359614</id><published>2007-08-19T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T09:47:02.151-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Rededication</title><content type='html'>I have been flogging myself for not writing...so I am going to rededicate myself to my amateur journalism activity. I really do enjoy it. Running around a lot this summer made for a convenient excuse but that's all it was, an excuse. I am going to plug my blog into my life for a while and see what kinds of drivel I can come up with for all you welcome visitors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining like mad here lately. Some rain is tolerable...lots of rain is not. The flowers and the grass look as if they might disagree with me on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody finally got ahold of my credit card numbers and started with all kinds of random charges. Really wierd. I caught it early. Card is done...shredder time. I dislike crooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never got the guitars back...never heard from the local police. The last time I called them, the officer was perturbed that I called. Hey Kojak...you work for me. Be polite. Is that too much to ask? I guess so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teaser warning!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrows story...the case of the missing "Police" concert tickets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I must get back to the self flagellation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-8490308135663359614?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/8490308135663359614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=8490308135663359614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8490308135663359614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/8490308135663359614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/08/rededication.html' title='Rededication'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-2128438837660134868</id><published>2007-07-29T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:20.633-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>A welcome overdose of guitars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rq1L-b1OLRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-IfbvuBA-Yg/s1600-h/crossrds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rq1L-b1OLRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-IfbvuBA-Yg/s320/crossrds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092810289620856082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to the Crossroads Guitar Festival which was held near Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a long, wonderful day. &lt;a href="http://www.billboard.com/bbcom/news/article_display.jsp?vnu_content_id=1003618018"&gt;Here's&lt;/a&gt; a local review and &lt;a href="http://www.nwherald.com/blogs/livewire/blog.php?id=695"&gt;another &lt;/a&gt;and yet &lt;a href="http://leisureblogs.chicagotribune.com/turn_it_up/2007/07/claptons-crossr.html"&gt;one more&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gates opened at 9:00 A.M.; the first act went on at noon and the last song ended at 11:00 P.M. The breaks between artists were minimized by a turntable type stage. While the players were playing out front the roadies were roading out back. Next act...flip the switch...lets go. I would say we didn't wait more than 5 - 10 minutes for any of the changes. Here's a quick report card on the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Venue - B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd never been to a concert at this new soccer stadium before. It's new. The parking was good, the Bridgeview police handled the traffic in and out fairly well which is always a plus. Plenty of concession stands. However, someone badly miscalulated how much water and food would get consumed by all day rockers.  They did eventually get some water in there but it was scarce for a while. True to form, the venue did not run out of $6 beers and I would bet there were 4 beers swilled down for every bottle of $4 water.  I drank one beer because there was no water and got an immediate headache.  I don't really drink at concerts as my beer intake here indicates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was above average. They added some food stands in the guitar village. Among other vendors, a famous Chicago Rib Joint (Robinsons) was there and it was killer good. Food stands were eaten out of house and home at around 6:00 P.M. They once again recovered by bringing in some additional food a little later. Overall, a nice recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the seats we had. At the first Crossroads show in Dallas, the seats are bleachers...not good for the back. This was a modern plastic molded seat with a back! Deluxe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staff in the concessions, guest services and security all should be commended. Those concessionaires worked their butts off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sound - C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall very disappointing. I walked around the venue to check the sound at different locations and there was not a great improvement anywhere. Loud. Yes. Ear protection at times proved very comfortable. I woulda thought with this kind of lineup that the production techs might have done better. Outdoor venues are tough so maybe cutting them a little slack is in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rq1MZL1OLSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BDu9hLRaFZ8/s1600-h/claptonshow_16ne072807bn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rq1MZL1OLSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BDu9hLRaFZ8/s320/claptonshow_16ne072807bn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092810749182356770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Artists - A++ and a gold star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Virtuosos in all shapes, sizes, genders, races, ages, genres...wow. Bill Murray was really good as the emcee. Pretty good shtick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blew me away&lt;/span&gt; - Jeff Beck with his 16 year old daughter playing bass. No, not just playing the bass, shredding it like dear old dad does on his Strat. Beck's closing number was a take on the Beatles "A Day in the Life" and I wanted him to play it again immediately. I can't wait to get the DVD so I can see and hear that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek Trucks and his lovely wife Susan Tedeschi. Derek is virtuoso and Susan is right there. They need to start breeding virtuoso children now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.B. King is 81 years old. I have had the pleasure of enjoying BB a number of times. He did great for a guy his age and the crowd had a love fest with this legend. I ate it up knowing that B.B. is getting up there in age and we are lucky to have him at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Lee is just plain fast on those frets. Whoa! The whole "country" set with Vince Gill, Sheryl Crow,  Willie Nelson, Allison Krauss and Union Stations Jerry Douglas was excellent. EC jumped in on the finale with "Tulsa Time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Winwood was a treat. I have seen EC many times and the tunes that they did together for the show were highlight material for me. I never knew Winwood could handle a guitar so well. His work on "Dear Mr. Fantasy" glued me to my seat (with the back!). EC was EC and that's always a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others of note...Robert Randolph...I've seen him do better. The sound sucked for his set. Johnny Winter looks frail. He rocked it though. Sonny Landreth...knows his way around the neck. John Mayer...the real deal...the kid can play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like guitar players, playing or music at all...wait for the DVD and snap it up. If you haven't seen the original Crossroads DVD get that one as well. You won't be sorry. Put on your favorite band or concert t shirt, pretend you paid $4 for a bottle of water and have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Great T Shirt Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife, M, and I decided to make a list of all the "band" T shirts we saw throughout the day. Holy crap! Concert goers love dem T's. The list is below. Unbelievable amount of T's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border-collapse: collapse; width: 151pt;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="201"&gt;&lt;col style="width: 151pt;" width="201"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt; width: 151pt;" height="20" width="201"&gt;AC/DC&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Aerosmith&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Alabama&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Alice Cooper&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Allman Brothers&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;B.B. King&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Beatles&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Black Crows&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Black Sabbath&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Blues Brothers&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Bob Dylan&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Bob Marley&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Buddy Guy&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Counting Crows&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Cream&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;CSNY&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Dave Mathews Band&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Dicky Betts&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Doors&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Doyle Bramhall&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Eric Clapton&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;FogHat&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Frank Zappa&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Godsmack&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Gov't Mule&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Grateful Dead&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Green Day&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Guns N' Roses&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Hound Dog Taylor&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;James Gang&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Jeff Beck&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Jerry Garcia Band&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Jimi Hendrix&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Jimmy Buffett&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;John Lee Hooker&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;John Lennon&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;John Mayer&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;John Prine&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Johnny Winters&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Jonny Lang&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Keith Richards&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Kiss&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Led Zeppelin&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Les Claypool&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Little Charlie and Night Cats&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Los Lobos&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Lynyrd Skynyrd&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Madonna&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;MegaDeath&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Metalica&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Moby Grape&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Motley Crue&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Neil Young&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Nirvana&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Page &amp; Plant&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Paul McCartney&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Pearl Jam&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Phil Lesh&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Phish&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Pink Floyd&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Prince&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Robert Cray&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Robert Johnson&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Robert Plant&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Roger Waters&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Rolling Stones&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Santana&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Sonny Landreth&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Steve Earle&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Steve Miller&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Stevie Ray Vaughan&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Stevie Vai&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Stone Temple Pilots&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Stray Cats&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Sublime&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Supertramp&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;System of A Down&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;The Band&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;The Benders&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;The Blasters&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;The Clash&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;The Police&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;The Who&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Tom Petty&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Trailer Park Boys&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Umphreys McGee&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Van Halen&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Willie Nelson&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Z Z Top&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90 of them and there had to be more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-2128438837660134868?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/2128438837660134868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=2128438837660134868' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2128438837660134868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2128438837660134868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/07/welcome-overdose-of-guitars.html' title='A welcome overdose of guitars'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rq1L-b1OLRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-IfbvuBA-Yg/s72-c/crossrds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-934608501876985326</id><published>2007-07-26T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T09:35:20.017-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>This made me smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I saw this as a signature on an e-mail I received this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Politicians &amp; Diapers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Both Need To Be Changed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And For The Same Reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I couldn't agree more.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-934608501876985326?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/934608501876985326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=934608501876985326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/934608501876985326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/934608501876985326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-made-me-smile.html' title='This made me smile'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-3399733720043014741</id><published>2007-07-25T10:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:21.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RqdyNr1OLQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wp_bB_gdwSs/s1600-h/IMG_0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RqdyNr1OLQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wp_bB_gdwSs/s320/IMG_0952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091163483195452674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a few minutes from my crazy schedule to check in...running in all directions and enjoying the trip...cool picture huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well here...no guitars, no kids in custody, oh well...I've moved on...loving my new guitar and scoping out others to rebuild the collection. It will be nice of my insurance carrier to help fund this project. I suppose it would help if I actually made a formal claim. I'll get to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing lots of golf. The weather here has been great.  Golf is an excellent "meeting" device. I get the opportunity to be outdoors with family, friends or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;colleagues&lt;/span&gt; in  a social situation and I have to admit I love chasing that stupid little ball around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the Police at Wrigley Field was cool. The concert started out very slowly. I was thinking that it might not ever "move" me but it did after 3 or 4 tunes. My final review would have to include the word "excellent". This is one great rock trio. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sting's&lt;/span&gt; voice held up, Andy's guitar playing is unique and very cool and Copeland is one of the best around. I'm really glad I got to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter....&lt;br /&gt;Barry Bonds...shut up about him already. I don't care. It just doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This matters....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BP&lt;/span&gt; has gotten a permit from the state of Indiana to increase the amount of pollutants they can put into Lake Michigan. What? You have to be kidding me. Unless they change their mind and do not do it, I will never knowingly purchase one of their products again. (Note to Indiana - Did you ask your neighbors if you could pollute the lake we all share? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; is wrong with you? Answer my second question first so I have an understanding of what kind of malfunction we're dealing with here.) Please sign the petition &lt;a href="https://www.environmentillinois.org/action/protect-lake-michigan/bp-epapetition?id4=ES"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to let these folks know that we value our natural resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry about the long absences between posts. I am resolving to be more diligent...Who knew that writing a blog would come with its own brand of guilt?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-3399733720043014741?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/3399733720043014741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=3399733720043014741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3399733720043014741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3399733720043014741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/07/taking-few-minutes-from-my-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RqdyNr1OLQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wp_bB_gdwSs/s72-c/IMG_0952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-7968342693793403226</id><published>2007-07-03T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:21.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello It's Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rop41jezECI/AAAAAAAAAGU/k1p9p8_M4aE/s1600-h/usaflag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rop41jezECI/AAAAAAAAAGU/k1p9p8_M4aE/s320/usaflag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083007990893842466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No word on the missing guitars. The police said they will let me know when they get a break. Hell, they know who did it; they caught an accomplice; bust 'em and get my stuff back! At the speed this is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; moving This would be a very long and boring mini series on Law and Order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J's Summer Concert Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Northerly Island on the lakefront in Chicago and saw a Ben Folds and John Mayer concert.  Nice outdoor venue...Excellent show. I know there are a lot of Mayer detractors out there but he was personable and he can play the guitar. The show was well produced and his band quite competent. I had a hard time not moving...always a good sign.  Ben Folds was very entertaining as well. He's a pretty funny dude and the music was right on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to see the Police at Wrigley Field on Thursday. It should be an interesting show. I've never been to a concert at Wrigley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the calendar...Crossroads Festival at Toyota Park on July 28th. Allman Brothers and Robert Randolph at the end of August...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad little run...unfortunately I will not be in town when Lollapalooza is in Chicago. My kids are lined up to go,  so at least I will get first hand reviews anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Independence Day. I love the USA. My wish for all the people of the world is based on peace and founded on freedom. Special thanks go out to all those that have served or are now serving our country. Your sacrifices strengthen this land. Your "leaders"...that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above thanks do not extend to the politicians of this country that are lining their pockets on the backs of their constituents. Nor do thanks go to politicians completely devoid of ethics and those that believe they are above the law. America is great despite your handiwork. As a citizen of this great country, I am embarrassed by the vast majority of our national representation. You should be too. Let's figure out how to get this back on track.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-7968342693793403226?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/7968342693793403226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=7968342693793403226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7968342693793403226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7968342693793403226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-its-me.html' title='Hello It&apos;s Me'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rop41jezECI/AAAAAAAAAGU/k1p9p8_M4aE/s72-c/usaflag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-664495260007779648</id><published>2007-06-19T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:21.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Acts of Journalism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RngATsAXGzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/TGPDfXa3V1I/s1600-h/salami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077808918090423090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RngATsAXGzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/TGPDfXa3V1I/s320/salami.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The best Fathers Day gift I received was just being with my children for more than a few minutes...although the salami gift was right in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I am convinced I will always miss my father. Fathers day brings that home to me every year. Those of you out there that still have beloved parents or any of your love ones...I want you to know how lucky you are and hope that you don't squander your time with them. This is not intended as a personal plug but if it has that effect it's ok with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I love summer in the Midwest but only as opposed to winter in the Midwest. I actually love summer all year long but if you are in the Midwest you have to leave to find summer for a good part of the year. I hope I continue to get the opportunity to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I am learning that the police department is not very communicative about the status of their investigation into my stolen guitars. They know who did it. Why can't they just get it done and let me know that my guitars are coming back to me? Arrest him already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Who is your favorite poetic songwriter? I can think of a bunch but there was a time when Jackson Browne wrote some beautiful poetry put to music. Neil Young? Bob Dylan? Ben Folds? James Taylor? Joni Mitchell? Bruce Springstein? Ted Nugent? (Just kidding on Ted)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now...just needed to check in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-664495260007779648?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/664495260007779648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=664495260007779648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/664495260007779648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/664495260007779648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/06/random-acts-of-journalism.html' title='Random Acts of Journalism'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RngATsAXGzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/TGPDfXa3V1I/s72-c/salami.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-7121019785786788320</id><published>2007-06-11T09:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:22.099-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><title type='text'>Something good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rm1u8MAXGxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DZ1thHo5tqU/s1600-h/blackie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rm1u8MAXGxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DZ1thHo5tqU/s200/blackie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074834335410363154" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is full of surprises...some good...some not so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise!!!&lt;/font&gt; Five of your guitars were stolen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise!!!&lt;/font&gt; The punks who stole the guitars were the ones you identified as prime suspects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise!!! &lt;/font&gt;That microwaved chicken recipe was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise!!!&lt;/font&gt; The Chicago Cubs and the Chicago White Sox are trying to "out stink" each other this season. It's neck and neck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise!!! &lt;/font&gt;The local police have still not recovered my guitars even though they apprehended one of the thieves.&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise!!!&lt;/font&gt; Oil companies are making record profits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise!!!&lt;/font&gt; G.W. Bush is an oilman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise!!!&lt;/font&gt; Has anyone heard from my son? I know he calls people because I pay for his cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise!!!&lt;/font&gt; I am really learning to love the game of golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the coolest of my surprises today...I purchased a new guitar to replace one that was taken. It is a Fender "Eric Clapton" signature "Blackie". WOW!!! Do I love It! I didn't have this particular model and I find it to be near perfect. Great feel. Great sustain and it's beautifully made. So...being burglarized led me, albeit in a non preferred way, to something that I might have otherwise missed. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is whacked. That's no surprise...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-7121019785786788320?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/7121019785786788320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=7121019785786788320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7121019785786788320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7121019785786788320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/06/something-good.html' title='Something good'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rm1u8MAXGxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DZ1thHo5tqU/s72-c/blackie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-2905369123805871214</id><published>2007-06-04T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T09:46:50.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitars'/><title type='text'>No News</title><content type='html'>I was hoping that I would hear something from the good guys this weekend. Nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a call in to the detective this morning and he is out until Wednesday. I don't know that he would tell me anything anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remain hopeful that my stuff will be returned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-2905369123805871214?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/2905369123805871214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=2905369123805871214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2905369123805871214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/2905369123805871214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-news.html' title='No News'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5082503659034334220</id><published>2007-05-31T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:22.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Tommy B</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rl-dSXlwjyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bAAiOoNvv70/s1600-h/tbwatch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070944644338061090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rl-dSXlwjyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bAAiOoNvv70/s320/tbwatch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is someone in custody. To my knowledge they have not located the guitars yet. The person that they arrested was not at the ill fated party but it is someone I identified as an accomplice based on information I gathered from some of the kids at the party. This person was known to the kids as someone that the prime suspect might call to help him with this kind of robbery. Why is he in custody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police went to question him on another matter and the kid took off. They caught him and noticed that he was wearing an unusual watch. I didn't know the watch was missing until the police asked me if I was missing a watch. I checked my most valuable watches and other jewelry and nothing was missing. I don't think they ever entered the rooms where this stuff is kept because the dogs were locked in that room. What I failed to think about is that I left a Tommy Bahama watch in the kitchen in a little chest that I use to put loose change and other miscellaneous things. The watch turns out to be distinctive because it has an inscription on the back. It was a gift at an industry golf outing. I described the watch to the police including the inscription and, bingo, the kid was wearing my watch. I have to go ID the watch tomorrow. This is an unbelievable twist...my "inscribed" watch on the wrist of someone that, to the best of my knowledge, was not ever in my kitchen. I know and the police know that this kid knows who took the stuff and hopefully they will get him to tell them who gave him the watch and where the rest of my stuff is located. I am 99% certain who that other person is and the good news is I think the police know it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to the mystery suspect myself a couple of days after the event. He categorically denied knowing anything about it. But, of all the kids I talked to, he was the only one that I caught in a lie. If you are indeed innocent of a serious crime why is lying necessary? If you are not innocent, lying comes easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave these kids every opportunity to bring back the stuff, no questions asked. Amnesty. Nope, these punks thought they were smart. Well, it looks as though they are not so smart; they are stupid beyond reason. Chances are good that they will now pay the price for their actions and I believe they begged for that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt; - $499&lt;br /&gt;Stolen Guitars - $10,000+&lt;br /&gt;Stolen Tommy Bahama Watch - $250&lt;br /&gt;The police finding your stolen Tommy Bahama watch on some idiots wrist - Priceless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5082503659034334220?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5082503659034334220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5082503659034334220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5082503659034334220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5082503659034334220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/05/thank-you-tommy-b.html' title='Thank you Tommy B'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rl-dSXlwjyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bAAiOoNvv70/s72-c/tbwatch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-1042646200016624253</id><published>2007-05-31T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T16:50:22.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I think we got em!</title><content type='html'>I will provide details as they become available but it looks like the thieves are cornered. The only question now is whether they still have the guitars or not. My detective skills were good but not as good as a professional. The police are now involved and it looks as if they are going to be able to solve the crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon law and order...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-1042646200016624253?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/1042646200016624253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=1042646200016624253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1042646200016624253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1042646200016624253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-think-we-got-em.html' title='I think we got em!'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-7133685089246032836</id><published>2007-05-25T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:22.596-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><title type='text'>I have me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RleAg0DR5iI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GLoMKO9lfZY/s1600-h/aaa3035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RleAg0DR5iI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GLoMKO9lfZY/s400/aaa3035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068661206845351458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am becoming resigned to the fact that my guitars are gone for good. Man this has been a lot harder than I ever could have imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have replaced one of the guitars I thought I might have trouble finding. It's the one in the picture. Its the 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Anniversary Fender &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Stratocaster&lt;/span&gt;. It's coming Monday and I am going to play the frets off it when it arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you guitarists, keep all your paperwork for your babies together, take their picture and most of all, safeguard them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the jerk that stole my guitars...you are scum. You will always be scum. You took my stuff but I have integrity, pride and the respect of those who know me. You are trash. You are worthless. Civilization marches forward despite you. I lost stuff. Somewhere along the line you lost you. I win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-7133685089246032836?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/7133685089246032836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=7133685089246032836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7133685089246032836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7133685089246032836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-becoming-resigned-to-fact-that-my.html' title='I have me'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RleAg0DR5iI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GLoMKO9lfZY/s72-c/aaa3035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-1730440759583249884</id><published>2007-05-24T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T14:57:16.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be on the Lookout for Walking Guitars!</title><content type='html'>Well it's official. My guitars were not stolen. They apparently ran away from home.  All these 19 and 20 year olds that always seem to know everything don't know a thing about what happened Friday night. Selective stupidity is kind of convenient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-1730440759583249884?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/1730440759583249884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=1730440759583249884' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1730440759583249884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1730440759583249884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/05/be-on-lookout-for-walking-guitars.html' title='Be on the Lookout for Walking Guitars!'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-3741167661480384908</id><published>2007-05-23T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:22.801-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We know who stole the guitars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RlUNOUDR5hI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NIJmDMm7NgQ/s1600-h/es355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RlUNOUDR5hI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NIJmDMm7NgQ/s400/es355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067971495227155986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure we know who took them. Now we have to get our stuff back. The suspected kid is nothing but trouble. If we can't convince him to give them back without consequences we are  going to have to do whatever it takes. We may have to contact the authorities and deal with the issues that come along with that. Or we may have to get more convincing with this idiot and hope that this kid can see the light before it's too late for him. If the authorities get their hands on him he's going away for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a lot of talking to a lot of the kids that were at the house. It was an ugly scene. And the loss of our stuff was just what was needed to have it leave an indelible mark on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not a happy campers. We obviously suck at being victims. And all of those involved are victims...thanks to the sleazebag(s) that did this. We need to do a 180 on who gets to be the victim here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is not my actual Gibson 335 up there. Mine is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;left handed&lt;/span&gt; and had gold hardware...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-3741167661480384908?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/3741167661480384908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=3741167661480384908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3741167661480384908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/3741167661480384908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-know-who-stole-guitars.html' title='We know who stole the guitars'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RlUNOUDR5hI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NIJmDMm7NgQ/s72-c/es355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-1781323139085522140</id><published>2007-05-22T18:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:22.905-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><title type='text'>I can't believe this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RlOKyUDR5gI/AAAAAAAAAFM/SiiTWOtceew/s1600-h/my+melancon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RlOKyUDR5gI/AAAAAAAAAFM/SiiTWOtceew/s400/my+melancon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067546602702497282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello out there...sorry I've been away so long but my life has been speeding by but the travels are over for a while. Phew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's whats going on in our little house today. I am totally stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I were in Florida for the weekend catching some sun with some friends and closing up our house there. We had a wonderful time.   We came home late last night. I am really bummed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What Happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We come home to find out that 19 year old daughter decided that a party Friday night would be a good idea. 21 year old son left town to see a buddy so he was gone. We have told the kids over and over (i think a million times is a conservative estimate) that there is no underage drinking at our home and no parties while we are gone. The consequences are too severe and we don't want any part of it. We were not ambiguous on this point.  You guessed it...a million reminders is not enough...there was a party and apparently some drinking. We lock up our booze but the kids obviously brought their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found this out because 19 year old daughter came clean today because there was an altercation with one of our neighbors.  It seems one of the party attendees attempted to get in his front door at 4:00 A.M. and left peacefully after being told to get the fuck out of there by our neighbor. Another neighbor had CD's and DVD's stolen out of his car on the driveway. Daughter figured we would hear about this.  She was right. I am really freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 year old daughter is a little freaked out herself...I think her desire to host parties is gone. Hard way to see what it was your parental units were trying to lay out for you...Her mother has grounded her for an eternity I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why I am freaked out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home from work today to find that 5 of my guitars had been stolen. You heard me 5 of my guitars. I am numb. They left 3 guitars...Nice of the bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stole my Melancon custom which was one of my favorites and the one in the picture, the Gibson 335 custom that I got for my 50th birthday, my Fender 50th Anniversary Strat, my other Fender Custom Strat and my Les Paul Custom. Fuck you whoever you are. I will find you and you will not be happy about that. You stole my music...these were my instruments...I cherished them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose kids are these that steal from people they know? What kind of garbage did you foist on us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why not call the police?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't call the police because we will get cited for the underage drinking party that was happening at our house while we were away.  Well, isn't that special? We get robbed and if we report it we go from victim to victimized. There is there something wrong with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have to try to find the worms ourselves and get our stuff back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am heartbroken...just this side of devastated. I am angry. I am disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want em back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-1781323139085522140?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/1781323139085522140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=1781323139085522140' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1781323139085522140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/1781323139085522140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-out-there.html' title='I can&apos;t believe this'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RlOKyUDR5gI/AAAAAAAAAFM/SiiTWOtceew/s72-c/my+melancon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-322604058939073513</id><published>2007-05-08T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:23.150-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Note to G Dub</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RkCk2-n7DCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MeTELBj7R1A/s1600-h/180px-Benjamin_Franklin_by_Benjamin_Wilson%252C_1759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062227245594774562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RkCk2-n7DCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MeTELBj7R1A/s320/180px-Benjamin_Franklin_by_Benjamin_Wilson%252C_1759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Bush, I believe Ben was trying to tell you something all those years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Those who would give up essential liberty to purchase a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quotes/Benjamin_Franklin/"&gt;Benjamin Franklin&lt;/a&gt;, Historical Review of Pennsylvania, 1759US author, diplomat, inventor, physicist, politician, &amp;amp; printer (1706 - 1790)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-322604058939073513?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/322604058939073513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=322604058939073513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/322604058939073513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/322604058939073513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/05/note-to-g-dub.html' title='Note to G Dub'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RkCk2-n7DCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MeTELBj7R1A/s72-c/180px-Benjamin_Franklin_by_Benjamin_Wilson%252C_1759.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-7535677106116467304</id><published>2007-05-07T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:23.258-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>To My Fellow Ticketless Fans...What the Fo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rj9N-On7DBI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Q374dkynpLE/s1600-h/crossroadsguitarfestival.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061850237660498962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rj9N-On7DBI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Q374dkynpLE/s320/crossroadsguitarfestival.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still pissed off about what happened with the &lt;a href="http://www.whereseric.com/news/2007/03/eric-clapton-crossroads-guitar-festival-chicago-28-july-2007.html"&gt;Crossroads Guitar Festival &lt;/a&gt;Fan Club presale. I have never had a problem getting my Eric Clapton fan club tickets before and, in fact, have had great success in getting tickets to see EC. I have never gotten my tickets and sold them to a broker. Apparently the "secret" code for fan club members hit the internet in advance of the sale. Hence, all tickets were gone immediately. Gee, I wonder if any brokers got them? The more appropriate question is, I wonder how many fans got them? All the fan club members I know had the same story. Basically locked out...immediately. I don't think this is what Eric Clapton had in mind for his fans. Maybe he has nothing to do with it but I'd like to think he appreciates those who appreciate him... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tickets for the festival are likely to cost me a fortune. Having been fortunate enough to attend the original Crossroads festival, I was really hoping to share the experience of this with some of the other music fanatics in my life. $$$$$$$$$$$$$ Ouch! Man I hate that concerts have gotten out of reach for most people... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;General admission tickets are going for around $300...I don't think I am young enough to do the general admission thing in a venue this large. I might get crushed and if it's hot enough on the field I might beg someone to crush me to save me from slow roasting in the inevitable sea of drunken fools. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to sit in a seat it will cost you form $500 to $1000 per. WTF! Let's see, if I need 6...thats a minimum of $3,000...maybe I should wait until the DVD comes out. I could buy 6 of them, a new HD TV and a new HD DVD player for the cost of the tickets. Ridiculous...just frickin' ridiculous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-7535677106116467304?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/7535677106116467304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=7535677106116467304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7535677106116467304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7535677106116467304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-my-fellow-ticketless-fanswhat-fo.html' title='To My Fellow Ticketless Fans...What the Fo'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/Rj9N-On7DBI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Q374dkynpLE/s72-c/crossroadsguitarfestival.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-4970688084570073490</id><published>2007-05-03T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:04:23.502-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Home at last</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RjoKT-n7C_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/-nlode9J92k/s1600-h/IMG_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060368469648411634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RjoKT-n7C_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/-nlode9J92k/s320/IMG_0777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I am back in the good old USA. It is really nice to be home again. I am not going to complain a lot about being in Italy for about 3 of the last 6 weeks but it is harder than it might seem. The 7 hour time difference is tough to recover from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My trusty iPod served me well on the flights to and fro...I don't think I could have made it without the music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will post a few stories from my travels in the coming weeks but I am a little brain dead right now. Well...a little more than usual anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two musical moments from the trip...I went in to get a piece of pizza in a little slice shop in Siena and the sweet sound of Grand Funk Railroad was coming from the ceiling...the song was &lt;em&gt;Inside Looking Out. &lt;/em&gt;The&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;pizza was good; the song; food for the soul&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were walking through a piazza in Florence when I spotted a very ratty looking dude...obviously homeless. Coming out of his clump of belongings was the sound of Led Zeppelin. Nothing like a little &lt;em&gt;Whole Lotta Love&lt;/em&gt; to help you connect with an Italian street person. It sounded really good to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed you all and I missed being in the US. As wonderful as Italy is, there is no place like home... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-4970688084570073490?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/4970688084570073490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=4970688084570073490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/4970688084570073490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/4970688084570073490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/05/home-at-last.html' title='Home at last'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUpmMF4im9M/RjoKT-n7C_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/-nlode9J92k/s72-c/IMG_0777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-5037676783317215405</id><published>2007-04-18T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T09:40:10.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social commentary'/><title type='text'>We humans aren't very nice to each other</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BLACKSBURG&lt;/span&gt;, Va. — Police identified a 23-year-old South Korean student Tuesday as the gunman who killed more than 30 people in a rampage at Virginia Tech. They said at least one of his handguns was also used to kill two people in a dorm room across campus the same morning. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The killing of 32 people Monday at this placid university in southwestern Virginia was the deadliest shooting spree in U.S. history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BAGHDAD, April 18 -- Four car bombs killed 131 people and wounded 164 others across Baghdad Wednesday, the U.S. military said, as bloodshed spiked two months into a U.S.-led crackdown meant to pacify the Iraqi capital.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some news accounts suggested the death toll may be higher. The Reuters news agency, quoting local officials, said as many as 170 people had been killed, and the Associated Press said at least 183 had been killed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These above are small parts of news articles just taken from news websites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does one of these stories make you feel worse than the other?&lt;br /&gt;One lunatic shooting innocents&lt;br /&gt;Groups of lunatics blowing up innocents&lt;br /&gt;Are we callous enough to think that because those dying in Iraq are mostly Iraqis, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Why does our media go crazy with coverage, outrage and emotional broadcasts for one of these events and not the other?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because Iraq is a political issue?&lt;br /&gt;The story above demonstrates clearly that it's a humanitarian issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are both horrible circumstances. I can't imagine how devastated I would be if I lost a loved one in either one of these two horrific events. But I also can't isolate my feelings for the victims just because of where the innocents were slain. Murder is murder. People are people. Children are children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is our leadership? Where is our media? Where is our outrage?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-5037676783317215405?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/5037676783317215405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=5037676783317215405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5037676783317215405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/5037676783317215405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/04/we-humans-arent-very-nice-to-each-other.html' title='We humans aren&apos;t very nice to each other'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-6354845925396543983</id><published>2007-04-15T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T13:34:32.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I was really hoping to laugh</title><content type='html'>I finally watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Borat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last night. What a disappointment. The movie and concept just didn't live up to all the talk and hype. Funny? Maybe if I was in fifth grade...Hell, I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Taladega&lt;/span&gt; Nights had more laughs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very basic scatological humor, political incorrectness, cheap sexual humor, antisemitism, naked men wrestling around, using unsuspecting people to further his whacked humor....Not very creative, not very original and not very funny. If this movie is considered a good movie, I am missing something. I'm almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; to admit I giggled a few times. I was uncomfortable more than I was amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I didn't go to the theater and waste $6.00 on this. So that is my rating, NW6 (not worth $6.00). In fact I will go NW.05.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my opinion and my sense of humor and I failed to sense much at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-6354845925396543983?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/6354845925396543983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=6354845925396543983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6354845925396543983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/6354845925396543983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-was-really-hoping-to-laugh.html' title='I was really hoping to laugh'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8364887.post-7654702686111307930</id><published>2007-04-11T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T11:40:32.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Correre via alla bocca</title><content type='html'>I've been on the road quite a bit and have been remiss in writing. I feel a little guilty about that for some reason. So, I am here to relieve some of the guilt. I think I will just ramble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Things I'm tired of....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don Imus is an idiot. I make a point of not listening or heeding what idiots have to say whenever I can. I have exercised my right to my opinion by not tuning into his show and I'm glad MSNBC has taken him out. Now, I wish he would get out of the "news". The guy is nobody to me. I'm sick of hearing about it. Where's Paris Hilton when you need to hear about annoying nobody's. I really can't believe I want to hear about Paris Hilton...OK, I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really believe that if I look up hypocrite in the Dictionary they will use Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton as examples. Well...I looked. They don't, but they should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politics, the War in Iraq, GWB, Republicans, Democrats, my digestive system, snow in April, reality tv, ticket brokers, ticketmaster, the trials and tribulations of aging, mean people, dishonest people. Did I say politics? Lot of recurring irritations found in this paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Things I never get tired of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Música,  musique, Musik, музыка, De muziek, musikk, 音樂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l'amore per i miei bambini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l'amore della mia vita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cibo delizioso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;golf giocando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ridere con i miei amici ed il mio ones amato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la mia collezione di chitarra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...so after going multilingual I lost it and settled into Italian. What a beautiful language it is! I can wait to butcher it again sometime soon in Italia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8364887-7654702686111307930?l=jwondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/feeds/7654702686111307930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8364887&amp;postID=7654702686111307930' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7654702686111307930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8364887/posts/default/7654702686111307930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwondering.blogspot.com/2007/04/correre-via-alla-bocca.html' title='Correre via alla bocca'/><author><name>Wonder Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05069553656803563684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/855/1021/1600/IMG_0176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
