<?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-9798079</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:11:25.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Touch of Magick</title><subtitle type='html'>Ramblings mostly, with a bit of insight occasionally.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-114272884543749662</id><published>2006-03-18T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T16:40:45.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a piss poor Blogger....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I really don't make or take the time to blog. &lt;/span&gt;I used to. But now I don't. Have I lost interest, or just have nothing interesting to say. Probably a little bit of both, but mostly because I'm so damn busy and the Blogger World isn't ranking very high on my to do scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean geez loueez, we just spent a weekend in Vegas and I didn't blog about that. We had a great time by the way. I walked so much I had blisters underneath my toes. Now how grody is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is it, I'm signing off now, who the hell knows when I'll pop in again...I have boo coo projects to get done and my being a lazy ass doesn't help myself any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-114272884543749662?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/114272884543749662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=114272884543749662' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/114272884543749662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/114272884543749662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-piss-poor-blogger.html' title='I&apos;m a piss poor Blogger....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113984875982979193</id><published>2006-02-13T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T08:39:19.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They say it's my birthday..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so Happy Birthday to me! Cue the Beatles song.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/HappyBirthday.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/9798079-113984875982979193?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113984875982979193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113984875982979193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113984875982979193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113984875982979193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2006/02/they-say-its-my-birthday.html' title='They say it&apos;s my birthday..........'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113976345445273127</id><published>2006-02-12T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T18:31:05.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Lincoln and Darwin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Two great men born on the same day. I read this article this morning over my coffee and wanted to share it here as I found it interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;On this day in 1809, two of the most famous men of the 19th century were  born under very different circumstances  --  one in a Kentucky log cabin, the  other in an English country house complete with stable and servants' quarters.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;The first is, of course, Abraham Lincoln.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;And the second? None other than Charles Darwin.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;That two such influential men should be born on the same day of the same  year surely is one of history's most amazing coincidences. In fact, had the  second man been anyone else in the world except Charles Darwin, the father of  the theory of evolution, it might even be cited as an example of ...  intelligent design! Needless to say, Darwin's birthday is not  a day of great  celebration in intelligent design circles.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;On the contrary: Darwin's theory of evolution has been increasingly under  attack by intelligent- design proponents  --  an attack both shrill and  nationwide.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;It's important to keep in mind that an overwhelming majority of  scientists, both here and abroad, consider evolution one of the most  established theories in all science. Indeed, modern biology, physiology,  biochemistry  --  and even medicine and immunology  --  accept and build upon  Darwin's naturalistic explanation of both the diversity of species and the  complexities of biological systems. Intelligent design adherents agree with  Darwin that species are indeed diverse and biological systems unquestionably  complex.  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that naturalistic element they so heartily oppose.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;According to intelligent design  --  both its nonscientific supporters and  the few fully credentialed scientists who also support it  --  there are times  when diversity is just too diverse, complexity just too complex, for the  explanation solely to be natural selection. The examples most often cited  include unexpected biological novelty in the fossil record and the existence of  so-called "junk" DNA. If life were really informed by natural selection alone,  says intelligent design, these examples should never exist. And yet they do.  Therefore, there must have been something (or someone) that (or who) stepped in  and, for whatever reason, "designed" them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Regarding the exact nature of this designing force, intelligent design  advocates declare complete neutrality: it can be God, Brahma, Gaia, even the  Enlightenment's "Great Clockmaker." They claim they are interested only in  making sure students are not misled into thinking that Darwin explains  everything.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;This is disingenuous in the extreme. There would be no interest in  including an intelligent "disclaimer" in a biology class (as was proposed in  the recent Dover, Pa., court case), were it not specifically to undermine  Darwin. After all, while it's true that modern Darwinian thought doesn't  explain everything in biology, there are plenty of unexplained mysteries in  physics, too. Astronomy and cosmology also have lots of gaps.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;But nobody's rushing to insist on "disclaimers" prior to teaching say, the  Big Bang. Darwin comes in for this special treatment precisely because some  zealous conservative religious believers see evolution as a direct threat to  all religious belief in America. There's a sad irony in this for those of us  who are ourselves religious, for the surest way to undermine religion is to  insist on playing in Darwin's "ballpark."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;That's because once you accept the standards of science and the scientific  method  --  which intelligent design vehemently claims to  --  you run the risk  that science will ultimately provide naturalistic explanations to its current  mysteries. And if the day comes when a future scientist explains "junk" DNA as  concisely as James Watson and Francis Crick explained what at the time seemed  equally unsolvable  --  the mystery of DNA itself  --  where will this leave  religious belief?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;A more effective way to bolster religious belief than attacking Darwin is  to remember that religion addresses questions that are completely beyond the  range of science. The meaning of life, the nature of good conduct, the nature  of the human soul: Science is not set up to deal with any of these.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;This is why religion remains so potent  --  and, I think, so positive  --   a force in modern America. It alone provides answers to the hardest questions  we all face. In a health crisis, we want help from a doctor who practices  medicine in a completely rational and scientific manner. But our prayers that  this medicine helps go to a supernatural being, not to the doctor.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span 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returns us to today's other birthday boy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Lincoln could never have accomplished the great tasks before him, nor  inspired others to stay the course through so many defeats, disappointment and  death, without recourse to ideas imbued with the deepest spirituality. Whether  he declared that "this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom" or  called on his fellow Northerners to press on to victory "with malice toward  none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right as God gives us to see  the right," he clearly saw the unique wisdom and power embodied in the great  truths of religion  --  wisdom certainly different from scientific wisdom, but  equally certainly, just as valuable.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;This, most of us would agree, is religion at its best: providing spiritual  comfort, psychological strength, moral direction and righteous inspiration.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;In this realm, evolution  --  wonderful job that it does in explaining the  natural world  --  cannot compete with religion. In its own "ballpark,"  religion, as Lincoln knew, wins every time. It's only when it strays into the  other guy's stadium that it sets itself up for inevitable loss and  disappointment.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cynthia Bass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9798079-113976345445273127?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113976345445273127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113976345445273127' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113976345445273127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113976345445273127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-birthday-lincoln-and-darwin.html' title='Happy Birthday Lincoln and Darwin!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113891554898882274</id><published>2006-02-02T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T13:25:51.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Interpreter Wanted.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Last night I had a dream that I was adopting a cat. Not any ordinary cat mind you, but one with green fur and what were Peacock Eye markings running down the length of it's back. It was a very cool looking cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hopefully I wasn't going to use it as a circus sideshow freak act. But you never know...dreams can be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9798079-113891554898882274?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113891554898882274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113891554898882274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113891554898882274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113891554898882274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2006/02/dream-interpreter-wanted.html' title='Dream Interpreter Wanted.......'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113795065875172379</id><published>2006-01-22T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T09:27:13.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right On Google!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What a bunch of crock for Yahoo, MSN and AOL to comply and sacrifice their user's privacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The news that major search engine operators Yahoo Microsoft's MSN division and America Online complied with a US government subpoena that Google is resisting has prompted strong reactions from Internet users on both sides of the issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many users are expressing anger at what they perceive to be a governmental intrusion and an unwillingness by search engines to protect their privacy. Others feel the brouhaha is much ado about nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rodin Eckenroth, a photographer and graduate student in Sacramento, California, has decided to only use Google's search engine, whereas before she also regularly used the ones from Yahoo and Microsoft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her decision, she hopes "to show the other companies that there are financial consequences in not supporting their users' rights and privacy," she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Boyle, a consulting software engineer in Illinois who has used search engines since the mid-1990s, feels the same way. "I will never use Yahoo or MSN for any purpose if I can avoid it in any way, unless and until they completely renounce this unreasonable invasion of their users' privacy, legal subpoenas notwithstanding," he says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, for Charles Perkins, a salesman at the Lexus of Smithtown car dealership in Saint James, New York, the government's actions are warranted in this case. "Almost whatever they need to do to keep us safe is justified," he says, adding that the subpoenas will not change the way he uses search engines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, the US government asked a California court to force Google to turn over information about usage of the company's search engine. The government says it needs those Google usage records to prepare its defence of the 1998 Child Online Protection Act (COPA) law, whose constitutionality is being so far successfully challenged in court by the American Civil Liberties Union (ACLU). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;COPA aims to protect minors from the effects of exposure to "harmful" content, such as sexually explicit material, on the Internet. But the ACLU filed a lawsuit to challenge the law and a court granted a preliminary injunction, which, after much legal wrangling, still stands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prepare its defense of COPA in the ACLU suit, the US Department of Justice served Google, AOL, MSN and Yahoo with subpoenas last year. Google resisted. The other search engine operators apparently complied to varying degrees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government so far has only taken Google to court to enforce the subpoena, filing a motion to compel compliance in the US District Court for the Northern District of California.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the motion, the government wants Google to provide it with a "random sample" of 1 million website addresses found in Google's search engine index. It also wants the text of all queries filed on the search engine during a specific week. The government contends that it is not requiring Google or the other search engine operators to provide information that would identify the persons who made those queries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google is refusing, citing several reasons, including concerns about violating its users' privacy, disclosing trade secrets and facing an undue burden in assembling the demanded information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government contends that this search usage data will help it understand how often web users encounter material considered "harmful to minors" as a result of using a search engine, and to determine how effective filtering software is, according to the motion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Allen Weiner, a Gartner analyst, says the government is unlikely to accomplish its stated goal by gathering this data. "It's an odd way for the government to go about collecting such information. They easily could have either commissioned a high-value study or worked with one of the online tracking companies, like comScore or NetRatings, to give them more information to go on," Weiner says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo spokeswoman Mary Osako acknowledged the company was subpoenaed, and says that it didn't provide any personal information on users in response to the subpoena. She declined to disclose specific details of what information Yahoo did provide to the government.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;After declining to acknowledge having been subpoenaed, Microsoft confirmed it was contacted by the DOJ. "We did comply with their request for data in this case in a way that ensured we also protected the privacy of our customers. We were able to share aggregated query data, not search results, that did not include any personally identifiable information," says a spokesperson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;AOL also acknowledged giving some information to the government. "We didn’t and wouldn’t comply with such a subpoena. Instead we gave the DOJ a list of aggregate and anonymous search terms that didn’t include results nor any personally identifiable information. There are no privacy implications for our users," says AOL spokesman Andrew Weinstein, who declined to elaborate on what the government asked for and what AOL provided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Electronic Frontier Foundation (EFF), whose goal is to protect civil liberties online, chided AOL, Yahoo and Microsoft for complying with the subpoena, and praised Google for putting up a fight. The government's action could have a chilling effect on people's online activities, including browsing and internet searching, an EFF spokeswoman says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We wish other search engines had fought the subpoena the way Google is," says Rebecca Jeschke, an EFF spokeswoman. "We hope Google prevails in court."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&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/9798079-113795065875172379?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113795065875172379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113795065875172379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113795065875172379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113795065875172379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2006/01/right-on-google.html' title='Right On Google!!!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113742964302660021</id><published>2006-01-16T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T08:40:43.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Have a Dream" August 28, 1963</title><content type='html'>The text of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr's "I have a dream" speech from August 28, 1963.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon of hope to millions of Negro slaves, who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity. But one hundred years later, the Negro is still not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacle of segregation and the chains of discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land So we have come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a sense we have come to our Nation's Capital to cash a check. When the architects of our great republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed to the inalienable rights of life liberty and the pursuit of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check that has come back marked "insufficient funds."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and security of justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is not time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to make real the promise of democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to make justice a reality to all of God's children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and to underestimate the determination of it's colored citizens. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must ever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. They have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating "for white only."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no we are not satisfied and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of your trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by storms of persecutions and staggered by the winds of police brutality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our modern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not wallow in the valley of despair. I say to you today, my friends, that even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow. I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed. We hold these truths to be self-evident that all men are created equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that one day down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; that one day right down in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and every mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plains and the crooked places will be made straight and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our hope. This is the faith that I will go back to the South with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to climb up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning "My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true. So let freedom ring from the hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not only that, let freedom, ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi and every mountainside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when this happens, when we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every tenement and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old spiritual, "Free at last, free at last. Thank God Almighty, we are free at last."&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/9798079-113742964302660021?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113742964302660021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113742964302660021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113742964302660021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113742964302660021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-have-dream-august-28-1963.html' title='&quot;I Have a Dream&quot; August 28, 1963'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113742939586894860</id><published>2006-01-16T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T08:36:35.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no blogging....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know, I know, I have neglected my blog for awhile. I'll play catch up later on, but I wanted to acknowledge Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9798079-113742939586894860?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113742939586894860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113742939586894860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113742939586894860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113742939586894860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2006/01/long-time-no-blogging.html' title='Long time no blogging....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113622258016079543</id><published>2006-01-02T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T18:28:56.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Hit Song of 2005 are You?</title><content type='html'>well huh...what are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 2005 Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/dont-cha.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=99176.467947986&amp;amp;amp;type=10&amp;amp;subid="&gt;Don't Cha&lt;/a&gt; by the Pussycat Dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dont cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me&lt;br /&gt;Dont cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens in 2005, stays in 2005!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/"&gt;What Hit Song of 2005 Are You?&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/9798079-113622258016079543?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113622258016079543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113622258016079543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113622258016079543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113622258016079543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-hit-song-of-2005-are-you_02.html' title='What Hit Song of 2005 are You?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113610481248714385</id><published>2006-01-01T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T00:52:43.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2006!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy New Year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2006 be a year filled with much peace, love, good health and happiness for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't do New Year's resolutions...so it's looking good so far! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/happynewyear2006.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&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/9798079-113610481248714385?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113610481248714385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113610481248714385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113610481248714385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113610481248714385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-2006.html' title='Happy 2006!!!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113536978210741419</id><published>2005-12-23T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T17:32:46.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Tyler.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A boy I never knew aside from a message board, has lost his fight against  cancer. More specifically leukemia. I am saddened by his passing...and what his family must be going through breaks my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lived his entire life in the shadow of this disease and now his pain has ended. And I am thankful for the life that he led, the inspiration that he gave to many and that he gave us a gift of his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are temporaily in these bodies, and when we pass...we leave behind memories for the living. Memories and the works that we leave as a mark upon the earth and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let all of our works on this earth be good...that is our gift to others.&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/9798079-113536978210741419?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113536978210741419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113536978210741419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113536978210741419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113536978210741419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/12/farewell-tyler.html' title='Farewell Tyler.....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113480188817496309</id><published>2005-12-16T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T22:44:48.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's snowing!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, not really. But I can make snowflakes...and so can you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://snowflakes.lookandfeel.com/"&gt;Make A Flake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9798079-113480188817496309?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113480188817496309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113480188817496309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113480188817496309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113480188817496309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-snowing.html' title='It&apos;s snowing!!!!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113462831454969214</id><published>2005-12-14T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T22:31:54.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Control the Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wanna have some fun and control the Christmas lights for one minute on someone else's house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you're in luck...cuz I've got a site for you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.controltheshow.com/home.php"&gt;Control the Show!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9798079-113462831454969214?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113462831454969214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113462831454969214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113462831454969214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113462831454969214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/12/control-show.html' title='Control the Show'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113411429943690628</id><published>2005-12-08T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T23:44:59.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good thing I believe in Karma.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or else I'd really be mega pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of person steals Angels off a child's grave? Huh? Tell me, because I really want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put the Christmas tree on the boys' grave Monday and noticed that the smaller of the two angels was gone from the top of the headstone. I was miffed then, but today I'm just flat out pissed off. When I went by to check on how the tree survived from the rain we had last night.... yep, you guessed it...the other angel is now gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like kids walking by after school swiped them, that I could possible understand...but the cemetary is in the middle of freaking nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drive there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're old enough to drive, you're old enough to know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These angels have been there for at least two years. Nothing like ripping off dead kids...they don't need them anyway. Ass wipes. They were placed there by the living to commemorate the memory of two very precious little boys. The angels were their guardians. They were placed there, so the boys would never be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever took them...screw you.&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/9798079-113411429943690628?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113411429943690628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113411429943690628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113411429943690628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113411429943690628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-thing-i-believe-in-karma.html' title='Good thing I believe in Karma.......'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113367332614839736</id><published>2005-12-03T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T21:15:26.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Flavor Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Chunky Monkey Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/chunky-monkey.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, you're too spazzy to be chunky - you cheeky monkey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Are You?&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/9798079-113367332614839736?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113367332614839736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113367332614839736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113367332614839736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113367332614839736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-flavor-ben-and-jerrys-ice-cream.html' title='What Flavor Ben and Jerry&apos;s Ice Cream Are You?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113346220950032119</id><published>2005-12-01T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:36:49.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run Baby Mole...Run!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My son saved a little mole from the clutches of our "curious, playful and doing what comes normal for cats" cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute little thing. He brought it inside and I wrapped it up in a hand towel and held it in my hand until it warmed up and was moving around. Sitting here in my computer chair, I googled "caring for baby moles".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it appears since it had fur, and it's eyes, albeit tiny ones, were open... it was not considered a baby and was probably ready to leave the nest. Whew...good thing. I certainly didn't want to have to try to feed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we took it back outside in the general area it was found and released it back to the wild from whence it came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those babies can run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...hopefully it can live it's little mole life without encountering another cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a girl can hope can't she?&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/9798079-113346220950032119?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113346220950032119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113346220950032119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113346220950032119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113346220950032119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/12/run-baby-molerun.html' title='Run Baby Mole...Run!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113337297778493133</id><published>2005-11-30T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T09:49:37.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When do you start your Christmas shopping?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I usually start making a Christmas list for those I want to give gifts to in September. Followed immediately after that by shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It used to be so much fun to go into the stores, see all of the displays, the lights and hear the music. But it seems to me that Christmas has become so commercialized that it no where represents what it did when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I do most of my shopping online, in my own home where I can have the Christmas music going, all the lights on the tree blinking merrily and enjoying a hot Christmas beverage of my choice without facing the crowds. I like it better that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've found a two million year old shark tooth fossil for my son and an out of circulation Princess Sophia doll for my daughter. Ahhhh, the joys of eBay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to put together a prettily framed picture collage of my Mom and Dad to give to Mom for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get to started on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon.&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;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-113337297778493133?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113337297778493133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113337297778493133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113337297778493133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113337297778493133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/11/when-do-you-start-your-christmas.html' title='When do you start your Christmas shopping?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113313394715025817</id><published>2005-11-27T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T15:25:47.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you have a good Thanksgiving?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very nice one thank you very much. We traveled to my Grandfather's...over the dunes and cactus, to Grandfather's house we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the dinner and managed to watch no less than four football games. And cleaned up afterwards. Well, I clean as I go...less to do later when I'll be drunk or bloated or more than likely both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays =)&lt;br /&gt;&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/9798079-113313394715025817?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113313394715025817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113313394715025817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113313394715025817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113313394715025817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/11/did-you-have-good-thanksgiving.html' title='Did you have a good Thanksgiving?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113270406173550783</id><published>2005-11-22T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T16:01:01.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 22, 1963</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;The                first word came over the television airwaves at 1:40 P.M. EST when                CBS News anchorman Walter Cronkite broke into &lt;i&gt;As the World Turns&lt;/i&gt;                with an audio announcement over a bulletin slide: "In Dallas, Texas,                three shots were fired at President Kennedy's motorcade in downtown                Dallas. The first reports say that President Kennedy has been seriously                wounded by this shooting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;At 2:37 P.M.                CBS news editor Ed Bliss, Jr. hands Cronkite an AP wire report.                Cronkite takes a long second to read it to himself before intoning:                "From Dallas, Texas, the flash, apparently official. President Kennedy                died at 1:00 P.M. Central Standard Time, two o'clock Eastern Standard                Time." He pauses and looks at the studio clock. "Some thirty-eight                minutes ago." Momentarily losing his composure, Cronkite winces,                removes his eyeglasses, and clears his throat before resuming with                the observation that Vice President Lyndon Johnson will presumably                take the oath of office to become the thirty-sixth president of                the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camelot is no more........&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/9798079-113270406173550783?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113270406173550783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113270406173550783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113270406173550783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113270406173550783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/11/november-22-1963.html' title='November 22, 1963'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113243114783798940</id><published>2005-11-19T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T12:12:27.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Set Me Free Bay-Bee.....</title><content type='html'>What could be funnier than listening to your 6 year old daughter sing along to her CD player with the headphones on, to "Genie in a Bottle"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-113243114783798940?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113243114783798940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113243114783798940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113243114783798940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113243114783798940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-set-me-free-bay-bee.html' title='Oh Set Me Free Bay-Bee.....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113218464964670497</id><published>2005-11-16T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T15:44:09.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooning....</title><content type='html'>Our Moon's appearance changes nightly. This time-lapse sequence shows what our Moon looks like during a lunation, a complete lunar cycle. As the Moon orbits the Earth, the half illuminated by the Sun first becomes increasingly visible, then decreasingly visible. The Moon always keeps the same face toward the Earth. The Moon's apparent size changes slightly, though, and a slight wobble called a libration is discernable as it progresses along its elliptical orbit. During the cycle, sunlight reflects from the Moon at different angles, and so illuminates different features differently. A full lunation takes about 29.5 days, just under a month (moon-th).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/image/9911/lunation_ajc_big.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-113218464964670497?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113218464964670497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113218464964670497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113218464964670497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113218464964670497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/11/mooning.html' title='Mooning....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113211957542211065</id><published>2005-11-15T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T08:38:59.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okie Dokie then....</title><content type='html'>Well, apparently my blog went AWOL after Halloween. But I've fixed my code and yes, that's right...I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could remember what the hell I wrote in the last 2 weeks I'd repost it. Well, that's not exactly true, I probably wouldn't. Who wants to hear the same story over and over again...what's that? You never read it the first time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well....gee that's too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, my brain is scrambled enough as it stands now, you really want me to reach in there, draw back the curtain and tell OZ to get to crackin'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh good, yes I think letting it slide is an excellent idea...and the Tin Man agrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the yellow brick road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I do remember one thing...it was about my computer chair...well not really the computer chair my ass sits in now as I type this, but the one in my dream. It was hot pink and trimmed in a matching feather boa around the arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to turn down my electric blanket...when I get hot, my dreams get weird. And that's a fact Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later gators. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-113211957542211065?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113211957542211065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113211957542211065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113211957542211065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113211957542211065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/11/okie-dokie-then.html' title='Okie Dokie then....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113211860629410019</id><published>2005-11-15T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T21:23:26.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing....1...2...3...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Is this thing on?&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/9798079-113211860629410019?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113211860629410019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113211860629410019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113211860629410019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113211860629410019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/11/testing123.html' title='Testing....1...2...3...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113082237667143917</id><published>2005-10-31T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T21:19:36.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samhain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Samhain marks one of the two great doorways of the Celtic year, for the Celts divided the year into two seasons: the light and the dark, at Beltane on May 1st and Samhain on November 1st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Samhain marks the beginning of a new cycle. Just as the Celtic day began at night, it is understood that in dark silence comes whisperings of new beginnings, the stirring of the seed below the ground.  The most magically potent time of this festival is November Eve, the night of October 31st, Halloween.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It is a magical interval when the mundane laws of time and space are temporarily suspended, and the Thin Veil between the worlds is lifted. Communicating with ancestors and departed loved ones is easy at this time, for they journey through this world on their way to the Summerlands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Originally the "Feast of the Dead" was celebrated in Celtic countries by leaving food offerings on altars and doorsteps for the "wandering dead". Single candles were lit and left in a window to help guide the spirits of ancestors and loved ones home. Apples were buried along roadsides and paths for spirits who were lost or had no descendants to provide for them. Turnips were hollowed out and carved to look like protective spirits, for this was a night of magic and chaos. The Wee Folke became very active, pulling pranks on unsuspecting humans. Traveling after dark was was not advised. People dressed in white (like ghosts), wore disguises made of straw, or dressed as the opposite gender in order to fool the Nature spirits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Samhain Night by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Wren &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Beneath the square &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Of Arthur's Wain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Faery Mounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So long have lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Like sleeping giants &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On the Land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Like dreams we seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Darkest Night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Has come around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The bay of Hounds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The only sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As star-white steeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Race through the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And branches rattle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And dry leaves spin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Flashing silver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pierces the Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Swords held high &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Against the gloom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wheels of fire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Roll on by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As shields are raised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Against the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Gwynn ap Nudd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In white and red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Heads the Hunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Of the Ancient Dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Into the realm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Of darkened Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A mighty Band &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Charges in swift flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This Night holds both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Beginning and end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Wheel has come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Full Circle again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The past and future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Come into our sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All becomes One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On this magick Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Between the heavens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And the earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Way now opens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To bring forth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Hosts of those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Who went on before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;They come riding now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Through the Open Door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dark Wild Hunters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Racing the Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Time stands still as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Past and Future appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Encircled between &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Dark and the Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Together again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On this Samhain Night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-113082237667143917?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113082237667143917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113082237667143917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113082237667143917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113082237667143917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/10/samhain.html' title='Samhain'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113050696748192705</id><published>2005-10-28T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T06:42:47.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starbuck's "The Way I See It" #58</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have faith. Faith in our wondrous capacity for hope and good, love and trust, healing and forgiveness. Faith in the blessing of our infinite ability to wonder, question, pray, feel, think and learn. I have faith. Faith in the infinite possibilities of the human spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- James Brown&lt;br /&gt;Sportscaster and Co-host of FOX NFL Sunday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-113050696748192705?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113050696748192705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113050696748192705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113050696748192705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113050696748192705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/10/starbucks-way-i-see-it-58.html' title='Starbuck&apos;s &quot;The Way I See It&quot; #58'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113030198816272853</id><published>2005-10-25T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T22:12:38.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Runes and Norse Mythology</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've long had a fascination with runes...but as the years pass I have put aside interests and passions for certain things as there become more and more constraints on my time. My business has increased three-fold and I just don't have the time to pursue my interests as I would like. I'm not complaining mind you...I thank the Universe for my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this and to preserve it for myself to read in the future days, I will leave it here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Words of the High One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Wounded I hung on a wind-swept gallows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;For nine long nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Pierced by a spear, pledged to Odin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Offered, myself to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;The wisest know not from whence spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;The roots of that ancient rood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;They gave me no bread,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;they gave me no mead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I looked down;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;With a loud cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I took up runes;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;From that tree I fell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;Nine lays of power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I learned from the famous Bolthor, Bestla's father:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;He poured me a draught of precious mead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Mixed with magic Odrerir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;Waxed and throve well;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Word from word gave words to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Deed from deed gave deeds to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;Runes you will find and readable staves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Very strong staves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Very stout staves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Staves that Bolthor stained,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Made by mighty powers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Graven by the prophetic God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;For the Gods by Odin, for the Elves by Dain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;By Dvalin, too, for the Dwarves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;By Asvid, for the hateful Giants,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;And some I carved myself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Thund, before man was made, scratched them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Who rose first, fell thereafter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;Know how to cut them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Know how to read them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Know how to stain them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Know how to prove them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Know how to evoke them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Know how to score them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Know how to send them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Know how to send them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;Better not to ask than to over-pledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;As a gift that demands a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Better not to send&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Than to slay too many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-113030198816272853?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113030198816272853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113030198816272853' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113030198816272853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113030198816272853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/10/runes-and-norse-mythology.html' title='Runes and Norse Mythology'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-113016583248806519</id><published>2005-10-24T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T07:57:12.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My come back panties......</title><content type='html'>The dream I had this morning upon waking, was that my Boo-Bah-Dah and I had accompanied a lady who appeared to be in her 50's age wise, to her doctor's appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no clue who she is/was. She had short sandy blonde hair and was dressed in beige pants and a beige and brown V-necked shirt. The shirt was from the early 80's, I can remember wearing something similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were seated next to her and the doctor was explaining what tests her insurance would cover and that she could possible get a blood test at a cheaper price from SafeWay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then leaned over to me and whispered, "I'm wearing my blue and red come back panties."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the radio alarm clock went off...so now I'm left with wondering exactly what "come back panties" are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-113016583248806519?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113016583248806519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Damn Spammers....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;They suck...therefore I've had to turn on the word verification thingy-ma-bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;could &lt;/span&gt;have left it off and had my comments filled with them and then I'd look like I had a happening Blog...but that's just so shallow. ;)&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/9798079-113010315427997908?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113010315427997908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113010315427997908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;Trick or Treat!&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/9798079-113003261615229562?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/113003261615229562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=113003261615229562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113003261615229562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/113003261615229562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-look.html' title='A new look.......'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112992961574232875</id><published>2005-10-21T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T14:20:15.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T' 'ain't no sin to take off your skin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;When it gets too hot for  comfort&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you  can't eat ice cream cones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tain't no sin, take off your skin and dance around in your bones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the lazy syncopation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;of the  music softly moans&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tain't no sin, take off your skin and dance around in your bones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The polar bears agree up in Greenland&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they got the right  idea they think it's great to refrigerate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when we all cremate down here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just be like those bamboo babies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the South Sea tropic zones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tain't no sin, take off your skin and  dance around in your bones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we gather by the river&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;listen to ol' Deacon Jones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tain't no sin, take off your skin and dance around in your bones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you walk down near the water&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you hear those sinful groans&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tain't no sin, take off your skin and dance around in your bones. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do as I say right away wicked sinners&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is the judgment day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come jamboree in the  river with  me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and  wash those sins away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cast  off your gin and razors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like  wise your gambling  bones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tain't no sin, take off your skin and  dance around in your  bones. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're  talking to your sweetie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;on those  hot house telephones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tain't no sin, take off your skin and  dance around in your  bones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're on a crowded dance floor hear those red hot sax-o-phones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tain't no sin, take off your skin and dance around in your  bones. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take alook at the gals on the dance floor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;notice the way they're  dressed wearing silky clothes with out any hose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nobody knows the rest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When a  gal wears x-ray dresses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and shows everything she owns&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tain't no sin, take off your skin and dance around in your bones&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112992961574232875?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112992961574232875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112992961574232875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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georgia;"&gt;Halloween movie of all time....is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/ItsTheGreatPumpkin.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's yours?&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/9798079-112965304835330750?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112965304835330750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112965304835330750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112965304835330750'/><link rel='self' 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Hell, I really like anything that sparkles, who am I kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 12, I bought an Aurora Borealis necklace for my Mom for Mother's Day. I loved it, I thought it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't until I was older, that I realized that the "oohhing and ahhhing" had been for my benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish she still had it, because I have been searching for the same necklace to have for my own. But alas, nothing so far....but I have acquired several replacement pieces. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112956169905013108?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112956169905013108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112956169905013108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112956169905013108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112956169905013108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/10/aurora-borealis.html' title='Aurora Borealis...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112899282529797663</id><published>2005-10-10T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T19:20:30.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This game ROKS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am watching my first Hockey game...the Maple Leafs Vs. The Senators....I have got to look up the rules so I understand this fast paced sport...so far I'm just lovin' it. Power Plays are very cool to watch. More later....back to the game....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shoot out...oh wow...I don't think I could have picked a better game to have watched for my first ever...I'm hooked...now the Ducks are going to play...oh yeah! :D&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/9798079-112899282529797663?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112899282529797663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112899282529797663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112899282529797663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112899282529797663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-game-roks.html' title='This game ROKS!!!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112895572434620941</id><published>2005-10-10T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T07:48:44.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now this is great NEWS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thecouriermail.news.com.au/common/story_page/0,5936,16851827%5E421,00.html"&gt;Aussie Cure for Cervical Cancer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Aussie cure for cervical cancer&lt;br /&gt;By Adam Cresswell&lt;br /&gt;08oct05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN Australian scientist has developed the world's first cancer vaccine - a drug with the potential to save the lives of tens of thousands of women each year by preventing cervical cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vaccine - based on work started 15 years ago by Ian Frazer, director of the Centre for Immunology and Cancer Research at the University of Queensland - received a huge boost yesterday when researchers reported a 100 per cent success rate in final trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results mean it could be on sale in Australia by the end of next year, after its developer, Melbourne drugmaker CSL, revealed the trial found it gave recipients 100 per cent protection against two strains of human papillomavirus, or HPV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, the two strains cause about 70 per cent of cervical cancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The success rate has surprised and delighted Australian and overseas experts, who say the vaccine could potentially save 70 per cent of the 250,000 lives lost each year around the world to cervical cancer - especially in developing countries that lack pap-smear screening programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia has about 700 cases of cervical cancer diagnosed every year, and about 270 deaths from the disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Phase III trial - the last step before a licensing application - involved 12,000 women in 13 countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It found the vaccine prevented all high-grade cervical pre-cancers and non-invasive cervical cancers associated with HPV types 16 and 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already CSL is looking at a financial bonanza from the vaccine, to be called Gardasil, which is thought likely to generate worldwide sales of between $US1billion ($1.3 billion) and $US4billion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another winner will be Professor Frazer, whose invention made the vaccine possible, with some peers suggesting he could be in line for a Nobel Prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourteen years ago, Professor Frazer and his team used genetic engineering to unlock the secret of how to produce in sufficient quantities fragments of the HPV virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dead fragments, called "virus-like particles", are put into the vaccine and trick the immune system into thinking the virus itself is present. The body responds by making antibodies that then protect the patient if the real virus later appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerry Wain, a cervical cancer specialist at Sydney's Westmead Hospital and director of the NSW Cervical Screening Program, who was not involved in the vaccine's development, said the results were "amazing" and had exceeded all expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are looking at saving millions of women's lives - if that doesn't deserve a Nobel prize, what does?" he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gardasil is designed to be given in three doses over six months, which data suggests will provide immunity for at least 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most women who develop cervical cancer acquire the HPV virus in the first 10 years after they become sexually active. However, a booster shot to extend immunity beyond the initial 10 years may later be recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vaccine is designed to be given before women become sexually active, but it could still bring benefits for older women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even men could benefit, as it protects against two other types of HPV responsible for genital warts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor Frazer told The Weekend Australian from New York yesterday he was "obviously delighted and surprised by the 100 per cent effectiveness".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With most vaccines, you think you're doing a pretty good job if the vaccine turns out to be 90 per cent effective," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's great for Australian science that something that we've developed here is going to have a global impact in the way that this vaccine should have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said the vaccine would have the biggest impact in developing countries that did not have pap-smear screening programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In countries like Australia, where we have a very good pap-smear program, the good news for women is not so much that they will be able to stop doing the pap smears - because they won't - but rather that they are very much less likely to have an abnormal pap smear which will need something done about it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSL will market the vaccine in Australia and New Zealand but will receive royalties for overseas sales from its international distributor, the drug giant Merck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is thought royalties will be worth tens of millions of dollars a year to CSL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSL shares soared yesterday to a high of $38.80 before closing at $37.46, up 96c, giving the company a market value of $6.8 billion. A rival vaccine, Cervarix, is being developed by drug giant GlaxoSmithKline and is likely to become available shortly after Gardasil.&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/9798079-112895572434620941?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112895572434620941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112895572434620941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112895572434620941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112895572434620941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/10/now-this-is-great-news.html' title='Now this is great NEWS!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112872671102144289</id><published>2005-10-07T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T16:11:51.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to our neighbors to the North......Ch&lt;/span&gt;eers to a long Weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112872671102144289?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112848810869534551</id><published>2005-10-04T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T21:55:08.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What day is it again?</title><content type='html'>I meant to post this before I went out of town a few days ago, but what the hell...I'll do it now instead while I'm still thinking of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Changes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every now and so often&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the wind shifts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the sun, although warm,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lengthens her shadows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A calm drifts along city streets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stealing from trees their&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;green aroma,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A waiting time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...September inhales her breath,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;purses her lips&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and blows out another summer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Doris Klein&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112848810869534551?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112848810869534551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112848810869534551' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112848810869534551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112848810869534551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-day-is-it-again.html' title='What day is it again?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112809986791368968</id><published>2005-09-30T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T10:04:27.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the 50th Anniversary....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;of the death of James Dean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you I had a fixation with dead people, but would you listen....nooooooooooooo. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Cholame is less than an hour away from me and I've been through that way many times and have stopped at the Memorial there a time or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, that part of the road was renamed the James Dean Memorial Junction to commemorate the place where he died. So, apparently I'm not the only one fixating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/JD3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/JD7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/JD2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/JD130.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today. Jimmy Dean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9798079-112809986791368968?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112809986791368968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112809986791368968' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112809986791368968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112809986791368968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-is-50th-anniversary.html' title='Today is the 50th Anniversary....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112804320977405735</id><published>2005-09-29T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T18:27:01.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Gender Gotta Do Wit It....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;when love is all that matters? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ahnold vetoed the gay marriage bill...I don't have a problem with people of the same gender marrying, raising children, the whole bit. But many do, the majority in fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least there's not a law that forbids gay couples from living together. That would suck big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&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/9798079-112804320977405735?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112804320977405735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112804320977405735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112804320977405735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112804320977405735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/whats-gender-gotta-do-wit-it.html' title='What&apos;s Gender Gotta Do Wit It....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112797204069493521</id><published>2005-09-28T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T23:17:45.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on a "QUIZ" High........</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=" 945=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kinky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, accept it...your a freak!! You enjoy good sex. You like getting whipped and seeing your partner...or just anyone you f*ck, struggle to get out of their handcuffs. &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=" 945=""&gt;What kind of sex do you like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="16354"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;You Are Pocahantas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v465/newbandi/Pocahantas.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Free-spirited and wise. You have a strong passionate spirit that touches and changes all who know you. The wisdom and common sense that you have is really what guides you through life. Even so, you also have a very playful side that loves adventure and excitement.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="16354"&gt;Which Disney Princess Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="21582"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;You Are Absinthe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pictures.greatestjournal.com/userimg/3026568/622423" width="261" height="316" /&gt;You have a unique personality. Although most like you, sometimes you take some getting used to. You can be a bit strong. You are full of energy and sometimes flamboyant. You are the life of the party but if people are not careful you can knock them on their ass.&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="21582"&gt;What Naughty My Little Pony Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="760"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;color:#104E8B;"&gt;you're addicted to blank icons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img32.photobucket.com/albums/v96/ring_of_rain/quiz/0a8fee0d.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;you like to keep it simple and therefore don't need flashy,  blinking stuff on your icons. you're sophisticated and elegant without looking overdressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: if you wanna use this icon you have to credit me in your keywords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="760"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;color:#CD6090;"&gt;What type of icon addict are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="2384"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;Tweedle Dee/Tweedle Dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pictures.greatestjournal.com/userimg/872990/304854" width="425" height="401" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a creative, expressive person. Maybe it's writing, acting, music or painting but you like to express yourself. You have a reasonably broad perspective on things and that makes you a good person. However sometimes you need to float back down to earth from that artsy haze you live in... &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="2384"&gt;Which character from Alice In Wonderland are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="1966"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;wow!!! ur very smart...did u know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo-pee!!!you have a very extensive vocabulary...that's very good of you to get most/all of the definitions correct...&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="1966"&gt;let's test your vocabulary!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="1967"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;Billy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pictures.greatestjournal.com/userimg/856174/105596" width="293" height="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like the good bad boy Billy is good but he is also a bad boy he would surprise you he is ur Good Charlotte soul mate.&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="1967"&gt;What Good Charlotte Boy Is Your Soul Mate...(With Pics)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="1666"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;Athena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Greek counterpart is Athena, Goddess of War and Wisdom.  You perfer a quiet resolve to conflict rather than open hosility.  You enjoy working with your hads and are not afraid of new challenges.&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="1666"&gt;Which Greek Goddess are you most like? (girls)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112797204069493521?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112797204069493521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112797204069493521' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112797204069493521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112797204069493521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-on-quiz-high.html' title='I&apos;m on a &quot;QUIZ&quot; High........'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112797140817387451</id><published>2005-09-28T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T22:24:15.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarot Reading......</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="29616"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;Death- The end of a situation. Transformation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pictures.greatestjournal.com/userimg/3913396/934962" width="168" height="317" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something will come to an end, but, do not fear, this will be a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;An unsatisfactory relationship, illness or an unpleasant job is a few examples.&lt;br /&gt;The ending of this situation will lead you onto bigger and better things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q="29616"&gt;Tarot Reading&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112797140817387451?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112797140817387451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112797140817387451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112797140817387451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112797140817387451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/tarot-reading.html' title='Tarot Reading......'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112797059262437570</id><published>2005-09-28T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T22:09:52.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Toast..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To America... may the colors of our flag always fly high.&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/9798079-112797059262437570?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112797059262437570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112797059262437570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112797059262437570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112797059262437570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/toast.html' title='A Toast..........'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112778263198937140</id><published>2005-09-26T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T20:05:20.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Canadian's view of the US and Bush</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.davidwarrenonline.com/index.php?artID=510"&gt;Blame Throwing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blame throwing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;here's plenty wrong with America, since you asked. (Everybody's asking.) I'm tempted to say, the only difference from Canada, is that they have a few things right. That would be unfair, of course -- I am often pleased to discover things we still get right.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But one of them would not be disaster preparation. If something happened up here, on the scale of Katrina, we wouldn't even have the resources to arrive late. We would be waiting for the Americans to come save us, the same way the government in Louisiana just waved and pointed at Washington, D.C. The theory being, that when you're in real trouble, that's where the adults live.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And that isn't an exaggeration. Almost everything that has worked in the recovery operation along the U.S. Gulf Coast has been military and National Guard. Within a few days, under several commands, finally consolidated under the remarkable Lt. Gen. Russel Honore, it was once again the U.S. military, efficiently cobbling together a recovery operation on a scale beyond the capacity of any other earthly institution.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We hardly have a military up here. We have elected one feckless government after another, who have cut corners until there is nothing substantial left. We don't have the ability even to transport and equip our few soldiers. Should disaster strike at home, on a big scale, we become a Third World country. At which point, our national smugness is of no avail.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;From Democrats and the American Left -- the U.S. equivalent to the people who run Canada -- we are still hearing that the disaster in New Orleans showed a heartless, white Republican America had abandoned its underclass.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is garbage. The great majority of those not evacuated lived in assisted housing, receive food stamps and prescription medicine and government support through many other programmes. Many have, all their lives, expected someone to lift them to safety, sans input from themselves. And the demagogic mayor they elected left, quite literally, hundreds of transit and school buses parked in rows to be lost in the flood, that could have driven them out of town.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes, that was insensitive. But it is also the truth; and sooner or later we must acknowledge that welfare dependency creates exactly the sort of haplessness and social degeneration we saw on display, as the floodwaters rose. Many suffered terribly, and many died, and one's heart goes out. But already the survivors are being put up in new accommodations, and their various entitlements have been directed to new locations.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The scale of private charity has also been unprecedented. There are yet no statistics, but I'll wager the most generous state in the union will prove to have been arch-Republican Texas, and that nationally, contributions in cash and kind are coming disproportionately from people who vote Republican. For the world divides into "the mouths" and "the wallets".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Bush-bashing, both down there and up here, has so far lost touch with reality, as to raise questions about the bashers' state of mind.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Consult any authoritative source on how government works in the United States, and you will learn that the U.S. federal government's legal, constitutional, and institutional responsibility for first response to Katrina, as to any natural disaster, was zero.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notwithstanding, President Bush took the prescient step of declaring a disaster, in order to begin deploying FEMA and other federal assets, two full days in advance of the stormfall. In the little time since, he has managed to coordinate an immense recovery operation -- the largest in human history -- without invoking martial powers. He has been sufficiently Presidential to respond, not even once, to the extraordinarily mendacious and childish blame-throwing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One thinks of Kipling's "If --" poem, which I learned to recite as a lad, and mention now in the full knowledge that it drives postmodern leftoids and gliberals to apoplexy -- as anything that is good, beautiful, or true:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you can keep your head when all about you&lt;br /&gt;Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;&lt;br /&gt;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;But make allowance for their doubting too;&lt;br /&gt;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,&lt;br /&gt;Or being hated, don't give way to hating,&lt;br /&gt;And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unlike his critics, Bush is a man, in the full sense presented by these verses. A fallible man, like all the rest, but a man.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;David Warren&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;© Ottawa Citizen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Comments?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112778263198937140?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112778263198937140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112778263198937140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112778263198937140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112778263198937140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/canadians-view-of-us-and-bush.html' title='A Canadian&apos;s view of the US and Bush'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112774664241431093</id><published>2005-09-26T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T07:58:41.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a whiff.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It rained last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I love the rain. But I love even more, the smell of wet Earth. So I slept with the window open last night so I could get the full effect. There was even a thunder and lightening show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Storms don't scare me...I'm one of the weird ones who actually likes them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Totally cool...Mother Nature Roks! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112774664241431093?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112774664241431093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112774664241431093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112774664241431093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112774664241431093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/take-whiff.html' title='Take a whiff.......'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112758228058301762</id><published>2005-09-24T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T10:18:00.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's a freak for NASCAR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love the sport, love, love, love it. When Sunday rolls around, you'll know where to find me. Glued to the TV, watching the race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My favorite driver is Ryan Newman, who's the pilot for the #12 Alltel Dodge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/RyanNewmanNHWin.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/newman_30poles.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/NewmanMonsterMile.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/Ryan_Newman.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The dude is cool, I love his dry wit, intelligence and of course....he has that smile. Maybe his being a grad at Purdue and being an engineer has something to do with my attraction to him. In short, I think he's awesome. Not in a hero worship sort of way, but just that I really dig his ability and his personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here's a interview I read this morning on him:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RYAN NEWMAN (No. 12 ALLTEL Dodge Charger) -- First&lt;br /&gt;"It was good. I don't think it was perfect, but it was a very good lap. We were faster than in practice, so we're happy with the speed. We also think we could've went faster, but you know, could have, would have, should have. But, we're happy with our ALLTEL Dodge Charger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How important is momentum this weekend, coming off your win at New Hampshire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's important, but we always look forward to coming to Dover. I really enjoy the racetrack. We've always performed well here -- both from a car setup-wise, and I think me enjoying the racetrack is a big part of it. We'll see what we can do on Saturday and Sunday. Dover is a really fast racetrack, and when you're off just a little bit, you can be off a lot and that usually means that the wall is coming closer to you at a faster speed than you want it to. It's just a really fun track when everything is working just right. I really enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the cooling temperatures later this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is definitely a physically demanding racetrack, so it's actually just going to help us out more being inside the car with the heat. That'll be the biggest thing. Everyone has the same advantage as far as the track getting faster if that happens. This car here is the same car that has qualified well in the past, and it's been in victory lane here in the past. So, this will be another opportunity for it. We'll see if that doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you attribute to getting both poles today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two fast racecars... I've just got to thank everybody from Penske Racing. There's a lot of great teamwork on both sides and together. I just really enjoy this racetrack. It's not necessarily the concrete, it's just the shape of it and the speed and the banking. I really enjoy banked racetracks. Again, not to be sarcastic, but having two fast racecars, I just enjoy being able to sit in them and drive them that fast."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this your chance to gain some points on Stewart, who qualified 31st?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Obviously, yeah. Every chance is a chance. But, we're not just racing Tony Stewart, we're racing everybody for a win, and the other nine guys for the championship. Just because Tony Stewart qualified 31st doesn't mean he won't be fast tomorrow in practice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On having a chance to match Sam Ard's record in the Busch Series tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know how that deal works, if it's four consecutive races or four consecutive races by a driver. But that's a cool deal for me, whether it counts or not. Winning one race is awesome, but winning three or four in a row, that would make a great season in itself. We look forward to the opportunity. I'm not sure how it ranks in the NASCAR book as far as stats go, but if we can get into Victory Lane, we'll be happy one way or another."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about you and qualifying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I enjoy qualifying. I enjoy attacking the racetrack. The only person I have to beat out there is the racetrack. There's no traffic, no dirty air, nothing but myself and the racetrack to be able to go as fast as I possibly can for one lap for that matter. I enjoy it. The team enjoys it. Obviously, I can't sit here and do what I'm doing as far as qualifying well, I'm in to represent the whole team. And those guys have given me fast racecars. I have to thank them. I've always told Matt (Borland, crew chief) I said, 'If you give me a straight arrow, I can shoot it pretty straight.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these 33 poles are a representation of straight arrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like guys who win poles in an impound race generally aren't very good in the race:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes and no. I don't mean this in a bad way, but who would have thought that Matt Kenseth would have gotten the pole at Bristol and then went on to win the race. First of all him getting the pole, but the pole and then winning the race... So, there are definitely cases where guys who can qualify well and race well at different racetracks. Yes, we have seen some instances where guys that qualified well can't race well. But, whether it's an impound or not an impound, we go with what the rules are. We didn't qualify the way we should have at Loudon. We were just misbalanced. We definitely raced better, but I don't think that was necessarily a representation of how we did qualify."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it defy logic that when there's an impound race, where the cars should be closer to a race setup, that qualifying should be less of a parameter of how the race is going to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can say that in a way. But, you know yourself how much speed there is available by doing different things to the car. It's like the person who's addicted to chocolate, who has a candy dish in front of him the whole time. If they had an opportunity to get just a little bit more, as far as speed, then they would. Obviously, we're here for competition to be the best and look good for our sponsors, so some teams may do things... If you look a difference instance, but the same idea, the No. 32 car has been qualifying a lot better because they've had to qualify. They've changed their procedures, and it's been obvious. That's part of it. And I think that that's kind of like a masking of what happens at the impound tracks. Does that make any sense?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happened to you and your team in the last four weeks? What's the difference in your position today as compared to one year ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's no one thing that's happened to our team. We had some personnel changes back five or six weeks ago. We took the same racecar to Loudon as we did the previous race. So, there's no one thing other than teamwork, a lot of effort and just pure performance to make the car go faster and us look better. That's a good question there's nothing that stands out in my mind that says, 'Man, this is why we're running good.' It's not like we've found some trick right-front spring or something. There's nothing that stands out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Compared to a year ago, we had just come off being out for blowing an engine at Loudon. So, now we're coming off a win. And in saying that, it's a perfect example of us just going out to try as hard as we can. Just because we blow an engine last year and came back to win the race doesn't mean that we're going to come back and be better now because we came off of a win. We're just going to go out and do the best job we can, and hopefully that is a win."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel that you're more of a threat, having won last week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I appreciate Biffle saying what he said, because it means a lot, knowing his success this year and his talent as far as driving a racecar. It's nice to be considered a threat, but we have been in the past and you've got to follow through with that. But, whether we're performing up to your expectations or other people's expectations, you've got to go out and do your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We haven't exactly been sitting back kind of working. We didn't intend on going into Richmond in 11th in points at all. Just because we get a little streak going doesn't mean that we're the dominant team. I just think that right now, in the last two weeks, including this weekend, we've been looking pretty good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your race plan for Sunday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think every driver has the want to lead 400 laps. But you have to be careful. You never know what the balance is going to be like. And you don't know what's going to happen tomorrow in practice. Hopefully we can keep this car in one piece, start on the pole and lead a bunch of laps. But, yeah, we'd love to lead the first one to get those bonus points, and lead the 399 more after that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you stopped to think about how dramatic of a turnaround this has been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not really. We don't really sit around thinking about that. We just try to keep the car going faster and faster each run. Yeah, it has been sort of a turnaround. But I don't think that you can consider one race at the right time of the season a turnaround. But, we've got a good start on a series of 10 races, and hopefully we can do that for all of them. But, it's going to take 10 races to win a championship. You can't just count them two or three through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a sense that this race, specifically, is going to be a big race?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every race is a big race. And every race is equally as important. Statistically, we've got a good shot at winning, and our competitors look at it like that. But, we've got to follow through as a team, stay focused."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you expect this race to be as eventful as last week's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't expect, and I didn't expect last week, to see a helmet laying on the back straightaway. I&lt;br /&gt;don't know. But at this racetrack, it's especially important not to play bumper tag for egos as has happened in the past, because of the speeds and because of the safety issue. Then when we go to Martinsville we can play around a little bit."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112758228058301762?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112758228058301762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112758228058301762' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112758228058301762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112758228058301762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/whos-freak-for-nascar.html' title='Who&apos;s a freak for NASCAR?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112742369528392649</id><published>2005-09-22T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T14:14:55.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mabon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mabon is the Autumn Equinox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now is the time to gather herbs and plants. Walk in the woods and breathe in the scent that is Mother Earth. Scatter offerings in the winds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mabon is considered to be a time of the Mysteries. It is a time to honor the Spirit World. A time of balance, to stop and relax, enjoy the fruits of our harvests...whether they be from working in our gardens, working at our jobs, raising our families, or just coping with everyday life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;May your Mabon be memorable and your hearts and spirits be filled to overflowing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112742369528392649?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112742369528392649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112742369528392649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112742369528392649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112742369528392649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/mabon.html' title='Mabon'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112728644782649899</id><published>2005-09-21T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T08:01:51.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oooopps I did it again...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I played with my blog.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You likey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I do, I love the look of the darkness, the blue roses and the stars. Kudos to SpankyJewels for creating this loverly template.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Let's see how long this one stays up....I'm banking on it's at least until Halloween. Then I gotta get dressed up for the Holidays...a gurls always gotta look her best. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112728644782649899?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112728644782649899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112728644782649899' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112728644782649899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112728644782649899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/oooopps-i-did-it-again.html' title='Oooopps I did it again...........'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112719069478357809</id><published>2005-09-19T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T00:03:00.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Until death do us part..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;for my Mom and Dad. Today would have been their 14th anniversary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A love that will last forever..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112719069478357809?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112719069478357809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112719069478357809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112719069478357809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112719069478357809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/until-death-do-us-part.html' title='Until death do us part..........'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112701100936816900</id><published>2005-09-17T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:58:23.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will remember you...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dad passed away last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very peaceful and he was surrounded by love. His last parting gift was to touch us all with a sense of peace and happiness...very little tears... just smiles, hugs and much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom is doing well, she is at peace with his passing and was laying by his side when he left this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as it should be...just as it was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fathers need not fathers be.&lt;br /&gt;All one needs to do is choose&lt;br /&gt;To love for life, and that embrace,&lt;br /&gt;Held long and hard, bestows the grace each craves.&lt;br /&gt;For all in time must lose,&lt;br /&gt;Restored alone by memory.&lt;br /&gt;So now it is with you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;/p&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/9798079-112701100936816900?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112701100936816900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112701100936816900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112701100936816900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112701100936816900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-will-remember-you.html' title='I will remember you...............'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112681336669866538</id><published>2005-09-15T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T00:02:19.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospice has been called in........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;for my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I call him Dad, and that's just how I think of him even though he has only been my Step-Dad for the last 14 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a very difficult time for my Mom. She has been ill and is just now back on her feet. But being such the strong woman that she is, she will do all that she can, to make his final days as comfortable and filled with as much love as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this and it fits perfectly for Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;address style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;'Say not in grief 'he is no more' but live in thankfulness that he was'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;address&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Hebrew proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112681336669866538?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112636969056927543</id><published>2005-09-10T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T09:31:30.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Cedar Tree...Oh Cedar Tree...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Cedar Tree&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/cedar-tree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are elegant yet unpretentious, modest yet vivacious.&lt;br /&gt;Attractive and friendly, you are full of imagination but might lack passion.&lt;br /&gt;You abhor vulgar people, and you don't like anything in excess.&lt;br /&gt;You have little more ambition than to live a calm life and enjoy nature.&lt;br /&gt;You create a content, peaceful atmosphere for others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/celtichoroscopes/"&gt;What is Your Celtic Horoscope?&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/9798079-112636969056927543?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112636969056927543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112636969056927543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112636969056927543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112636969056927543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-cedar-treeoh-cedar-tree.html' title='Oh Cedar Tree...Oh Cedar Tree...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112614556129888054</id><published>2005-09-07T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T19:12:41.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kudos to Patricia and everyone else doing the same....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/09/07/katrina.crowdedhome.ap/index.html"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/09/07/katrina.crowdedhome.ap/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dozens of relatives cram into home 'like sardines'&lt;br /&gt;Woman takes in 39 family members fleeing Katrina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, September 7, 2005; Posted: 12:19 p.m. EDT (16:19 GMT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LANCASTER, Pennsylvania (AP) -- Patricia Edwards' home is virtually bursting at the seams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking in 39 of her relatives fleeing Hurricane Katrina -- 20 adults and 19 children -- the washing machine runs nearly nonstop, mattresses are everywhere and meals require restaurant-sized pots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwards, a New Orleans native who works as a machinist, opened her home to all her extended family after her mother told her they had nowhere to turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I said, 'Wait a minute, stop right now.' I didn't think twice: 'Bring them all, I don't care,"' she said. They showed up a few hours before dawn Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Edwardses and their family are now living "like sardines in the can," she said. But surprisingly, there is order amid the madness -- thanks to the continual cleaning and organization, and plenty of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the refugees, the focus is now on assembling life's bare necessities. On Tuesday, a neighbor's donation of new underwear, diapers and baby supplies was eagerly divided up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The clothes that we did have were the clothes on our back," said Bryant Major, 33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major left Violet, Louisiana, with his wife, Leile, and their three young children the night before the storm hit. The family scraped together about $500 and joined a six-car caravan filled with relatives for what they figured would be a short stay in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, with money running low, the group got word the Edwardses would take them in, so they left their crowded hotel rooms to drive 1,200 miles to leafy Amish country in south-central Pennsylvania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evacuees, ranging in age from 7 months to 72 years, were hungry, exhausted and relieved. They spent their first hours drinking coffee, praying, crying and hugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was just so happy, I was just overwhelmed. I get emotional every time I think about it," Edwards said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donors have come out of the woodwork -- from the co-worker who stripped blankets off his children's beds to the neighbors who contributed a spare barbecue grill, a refrigerator and mounds of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Housing, of course, will eventually be an issue. Some people have offered shelter, but for now, the family is reluctant to split up. They figure they got this far together, and they want to stay together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More may be on the way, including a cousin who was trying to catch a flight from Baton Rouge. Six others are unaccounted for, and Edwards is determined to make room for any who need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll take some of my furniture out of my house and put it in storage if I have to," she said. "Stick it out in the garage."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112614556129888054?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112614556129888054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112614556129888054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112614556129888054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112614556129888054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/kudos-to-patricia-and-everyone-else.html' title='Kudos to Patricia and everyone else doing the same....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112614177976822495</id><published>2005-09-07T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T18:14:04.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blame Game Begins....</title><content type='html'>By BOB WILLIAMS September 6, 2005; Page A28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the devastation of Hurricane Katrina continues to shock and sadden the nation, the question on many lips is, Who is to blame for the inadequate response?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a former state legislator who represented the legislative district most impacted by the eruption of Mount St. Helens in 1980, I can fully understand and empathize with the people and public officials over the loss of life and property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many in the media are turning their eyes toward the federal government, rather than considering the culpability of city and state officials. I am fully aware of the challenges of having a quick and responsive emergency response to a major disaster. And there is definitely a time for accountability; but what isn't fair is to dump on the federal officials and avoid those most responsible -- local and state officials who failed to do their job as the first responders. The plain fact is, lives were needlessly lost in New Orleans due to the failure of Louisiana's governor, Kathleen Blanco, and the city's mayor, Ray Nagin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The primary responsibility for dealing with emergencies does not belong to the federal government. It belongs to local and state officials who are charged by law with the management of the crucial first response to disasters. First response should be carried out by local and state emergency personnel under the supervision of the state governor and his/her emergency operations center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actions and inactions of Gov. Blanco and Mayor Nagin are a national disgrace due to their failure to implement the previously established evacuation plans of the state and city. Gov. Blanco and Mayor Nagin cannot claim that they were surprised by the extent of the damage and the need to evacuate so many people. Detailed written plans were already in place to evacuate more than a million people. The plans projected that 300,000 people would need transportation in the event of a hurricane like Katrina. If the plans had been implemented, thousands of lives would likely have been saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the plans, local, state and federal officials held a simulated hurricane drill 13 months ago, in which widespread flooding supposedly trapped 300,000 people inside New Orleans. The exercise simulated the evacuation of more than a million residents. The problems identified in the simulation apparently were not solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago, as Hurricane Ivan approached, New Orleans ordered an evacuation but did not use city or school buses to help people evacuate. As a result many of the poorest citizens were unable to evacuate. Fortunately, the hurricane changed course and did not hit New Orleans, but both Gov. Blanco and Mayor Nagin acknowledged the need for a better evacuation plan. Again, they did not take corrective actions. In 1998, during a threat by Hurricane George, 14,000 people were sent to the Superdome and theft and vandalism were rampant due to inadequate security. Again, these problems were not corrected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Orleans contingency plan is still, as of this writing, on the city's Web site, and states: "The safe evacuation of threatened populations is one of the principle [sic] reasons for developing a Comprehensive Emergency Management Plan." But the plan was apparently ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayor Nagin was responsible for giving the order for mandatory evacuation and supervising the actual evacuation: His office of Emergency Preparedness (not the federal government) must coordinate with the state on elements of evacuation and assist in directing the transportation of evacuees to staging areas. Mayor Nagin had to be encouraged by the governor to contact the National Hurricane Center before he finally, belatedly, issued the order for mandatory evacuation. And sadly, it apparently took a personal call from the president to urge the governor to order the mandatory evacuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city's evacuation plan states: "The city of New Orleans will utilize all available resources to quickly and safely evacuate threatened areas." But even though the city has enough school and transit buses to evacuate 12,000 citizens per fleet run, the mayor did not use them. To compound the problem, the buses were not moved to high ground and were flooded. The plan also states that "special arrangements will be made to evacuate persons unable to transport themselves or who require specific lifesaving assistance. Additional personnel will be recruited to assist in evacuation procedures as needed." This was not done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evacuation plan warned that "if an evacuation order is issued without the mechanisms needed to disseminate the information to the affected persons, then we face the possibility of having large numbers of people either stranded and left to the mercy of a storm, or left in an area impacted by toxic materials." That is precisely what happened because of the mayor's failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of evacuating the people, the mayor ordered the refugees to the Superdome and Convention Center without adequate security and no provisions for food, water and sanitary conditions. As a result people died, and there was even rape committed, in these facilities. Mayor Nagin failed in his responsibility to provide public safety and to manage the orderly evacuation of the citizens of New Orleans. Now he wants to blame Gov. Blanco and the Federal Emergency Management Agency. In an emergency the first requirement is for the city's emergency center to be linked to the state emergency operations center. This was not done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The federal government does not have the authority to intervene in a state emergency without the request of a governor. President Bush declared an emergency prior to Katrina hitting New Orleans, so the only action needed for federal assistance was for Gov. Blanco to request the specific type of assistance she needed. She failed to send a timely request for specific aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, unlike the governors of New York, Oklahoma and California in past disasters, Gov. Blanco failed to take charge of the situation and ensure that the state emergency operation facility was in constant contact with Mayor Nagin and FEMA. It is likely that thousands of people died because of the failure of Gov. Blanco to implement the state plan, which mentions the possible need to evacuate up to one million people. The plan clearly gives the governor the authority for declaring an emergency, sending in state resources to the disaster area and requesting necessary federal assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;State legislators and governors nationwide need to update their contingency plans and the operation procedures for state emergency centers. Hurricane Katrina had been forecast for days, but that will not always be the case with a disaster (think of terrorist attacks). It must be made clear that the governor and locally elected officials are in charge of the "first response."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not attempting to excuse some of the delays in FEMA's response. Congress and the president need to take corrective action there, also. However, if citizens expect FEMA to be a first responder to terrorist attacks or other local emergencies (earthquakes, forest fires, volcanoes), they will be disappointed. The federal government's role is to offer aid upon request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Louisiana Legislature should conduct an immediate investigation into the failures of state and local officials to implement the written emergency plans. The tragedy is not over, and real leadership in the state and local government are essential in the months to come. More importantly, the hurricane season is still upon us, and local and state officials must stay focused on the jobs for which they were elected -- and not on the deadly game of passing the emergency buck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;A question I have is why were the inadequate levees not rectified/bolstered/fixed whatever was needed, when it was known that they could not withstand a Cat 4 or 5 Hurricane? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112614177976822495?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112614177976822495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112614177976822495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112614177976822495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112614177976822495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/blame-game-begins.html' title='The Blame Game Begins....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112605016688256387</id><published>2005-09-06T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T16:46:48.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting interview....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I agree wholeheartedly with Russert...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;From Imus in the Morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Imus: What Happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tim Russert: We don't know but we do know the following. That as this hurricane began to bear down on New Orleans that people understood that there was a very high probability that this was going to be a 3, 4 or 5 category storm and it was going to hit and hit hard. And so an evacuation began. Then come the unanswered questions. "Why weren't troops pre-positioned? Why weren't supplies pre-positioned, in a way, in a capacity that could deal with hundreds of thousands of evacuees?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The one thing that government is suppose to do, the reason we have a government is to protect its people. And the local, state and federal government has failed miserably in protecting its people. No one can question that. Now we have to find out exactly who did not fulfill their responsibility. The perception is after September 11th we created a department of Homeland Security because we were told its not a matter of if but when there would be another terrorist attack and this time we would be better prepared. There would be command and control, there would be communications and there would be preparation. Guess what? No command and control, no communications, no preparation. The state, local, federals couldn't talk to each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nobody was in charge and we've talked to the head of the Hurricane center at Louisiana State University who one year ago, Don, did a simulated computer model, tabletop exercise called Hurricane Pam in which they predicted this almost to the letter and he called FEMA and said on Saturday or Sunday, "you have to have 10 cities setup outside of New Orleans, outside the State. You're going to have hundreds of thousands of evacuees. You have to be able to absorb them or they are gong to die in the streets." And FEMA said to them, "Americans don't sleep in tents." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;That is what went wrong and that's what we have to find out. Who's accountable? This notion that we are all too busy now to look forward if we can't look back, we can do both because to ignore what happened in New Orleans is to guarantee it will happen again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Imus: Well Kanye West said on a concert on NBC, that George Bush does not care about black people, which I don't believe is the case but I do believe that neither he nor anyone else cares enough about them, and if you are a black person in New Orleans what else are you supposed to think. I mean, the facts are the facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;NBC's Tim Russert: Well I mean... You can't say things like that because there is absolutely no evidence of that and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Imus: The evidence is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tim Russert: The idea that somehow a federal... the mayor of New Orleans is African American. Okay? The notion that he somehow turned his back on his own people, or the governor, a democratic governor, turned her back on her people or the President... But there was a level of bureau-paralysis, that is inexcusable and we have to find out why. For example when the President went on television and said no one expected the levees to be breached...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Imus: Not true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tim Russert: That is just so far from being true, from being so misinformed. Who told him that? Why would he say that? Every computer model, every one, and the one I talked about earlier, Hurricane Pam, FEMA was there, the White House was there, there is a CD that exists that says that if a hurricane level three or more it is going to breach the levee. The levee was breached, it was posted on the New York Times website at 10:00 P.M. Monday night. Secretary of Homeland Security Chertoff told me that he did not know until Tuesday afternoon. There were tens of thousands of people at the convention center without food and water and any security. On Thursday, Chertoff and the head of FEMA Michael Brown said that they were not aware of that. Command and control? Communications? Come on. I mean there is nothing disloyal or not being patriotic asking tough questions. It's why we are here. We have to call the government accountable particularly when there are bodies floating in water through the streets of New Orleans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112605016688256387?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112605016688256387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112605016688256387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112605016688256387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112605016688256387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/interesting-interview_06.html' title='Interesting interview....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112596581870765944</id><published>2005-09-05T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T17:59:46.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting article.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;An Unnatural Disaster: A Hurricane Exposes the Man-Made Disaster of the Welfare State &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;by Robert Tracinski Sep 02, 2005 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It has taken four long days for state and federal officials to figure out how to deal with the disaster in New Orleans. I can't blame them, because it has also taken me four long days to figure out what is going on there. The reason is that the events there make no sense if you think that we are confronting a natural disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;If this is just a natural disaster, the response for public officials is obvious: you bring in food, water, and doctors; you send transportation to evacuate refugees to temporary shelters; you send engineers to stop the flooding and rebuild the city's infrastructure. For journalists, natural disasters also have a familiar pattern: the heroism of ordinary people pulling together to survive; the hard work and dedication of doctors, nurses, and rescue workers; the steps being taken to clean up and rebuild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Public officials did not expect that the first thing they would have to do is to send thousands of armed troops in armored vehicle, as if they are suppressing an enemy insurgency. And journalists--myself included--did not expect that the story would not be about rain, wind, and flooding, but about rape, murder and looting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But this is not a natural disaster. It is a man-made disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The man-made disaster is not an inadequate or incompetent response by federal relief agencies, and it was not directly caused by Hurricane Katrina. This is where just about every newspaper and television channel has gotten the story wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The man-made disaster we are now witnessing in New Orleans did not happen over the past four days. It happened over the past four decades. Hurricane Katrina merely exposed it to public view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The man-made disaster is the welfare state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;For the past few days, I have found the news from New Orleans to be confusing. People were not behaving as you would expect them to behave in an emergency--indeed, they were not behaving as they have behaved in other emergencies. That is what has shocked so many people: they have been saying that this is not what we expect from America. In fact, it is not even what we expect from a Third World country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;When confronted with a disaster, people usually rise to the occasion. They work together to rescue people in danger, and they spontaneously organize to keep order and solve problems. This is especially true in America. We are an enterprising people, used to relying on our own initiative rather than waiting around for the government to take care of us. I have seen this a hundred times, in small examples (a small town whose main traffic light had gone out, causing ordinary citizens to get out of their cars and serve as impromptu traffic cops, directing cars through the intersection) and large ones (the spontaneous response of New Yorkers to September 11).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So what explains the chaos in New Orleans?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;To give you an idea of the magnitude of what is going on, here is a description from a Washington Times story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Storm victims are raped and beaten; fights erupt with flying fists, knives and guns; fires are breaking out; corpses litter the streets; and police and rescue helicopters are repeatedly fired on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"The plea from Mayor C. Ray Nagin came even as National Guardsmen poured in to restore order and stop the looting, carjackings and gunfire...."Last night, Gov. Kathleen Babineaux Blanco said 300 Iraq-hardened Arkansas National Guard members were inside New Orleans with shoot-to-kill orders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;" 'These troops are...under my orders to restore order in the streets,' she said. 'They have M-16s, and they are locked and loaded. These troops know how to shoot and kill and they are more than willing to do so if necessary and I expect they will.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"The reference to Iraq is eerie. The photo that accompanies this article shows National Guard troops, with rifles and armored vests, riding on an armored vehicle through trash-strewn streets lined by a rabble of squalid, listless people, one of whom appears to be yelling at them. It looks exactly like a scene from Sadr City in Baghdad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What explains bands of thugs using a natural disaster as an excuse for an orgy of looting, armed robbery, and rape? What causes unruly mobs to storm the very buses that have arrived to evacuate them, causing the drivers to drive away, frightened for their lives? What causes people to attack the doctors trying to treat patients at the Super Dome?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why are people responding to natural destruction by causing further destruction? Why are they attacking the people who are trying to help them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My wife, Sherri, figured it out first, and she figured it out on a sense-of-life level. While watching the coverage last night on Fox News Channel, she told me that she was getting a familiar feeling. She studied architecture at the Illinois Institute of Chicago, which is located in the South Side of Chicago just blocks away from the Robert Taylor Homes, one of the largest high-rise public housing projects in America. "The projects," as they were known, were infamous for uncontrollable crime and irremediable squalor. (They have since, mercifully, been demolished.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What Sherri was getting from last night's television coverage was a whiff of the sense of life of "the projects." Then the "crawl"--the informational phrases flashed at the bottom of the screen on most news channels--gave some vital statistics to confirm this sense: 75% of the residents of New Orleans had already evacuated before the hurricane, and of the 300,000 or so who remained, a large number were from the city's public housing projects. Jack Wakeland then gave me an additional, crucial fact: early reports from CNN and Fox indicated that the city had no plan for evacuating all of the prisoners in the city's jails--so they just let many of them loose. There is no doubt a significant overlap between these two populations--that is, a large number of people in the jails used to live in the housing projects, and vice versa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;There were many decent, innocent people trapped in New Orleans when the deluge hit--but they were trapped alongside large numbers of people from two groups: criminals--and wards of the welfare state, people selected, over decades, for their lack of initiative and self-induced helplessness. The welfare wards were a mass of sheep--on whom the incompetent administration of New Orleans unleashed a pack of wolves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;All of this is related, incidentally, to the apparent incompetence of the city government, which failed to plan for a total evacuation of the city, despite the knowledge that this might be necessary. But in a city corrupted by the welfare state, the job of city officials is to ensure the flow of handouts to welfare recipients and patronage to political supporters--not to ensure a lawful, orderly evacuation in case of emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;No one has really reported this story, as far as I can tell. In fact, some are already actively distorting it, blaming President Bush, for example, for failing to personally ensure that the Mayor of New Orleans had drafted an adequate evacuation plan. The worst example is an execrable piece from the Toronto Globe and Mail, by a supercilious Canadian who blames the chaos on American "individualism." But the truth is precisely the opposite: the chaos was caused by a system that was the exact opposite of individualism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What Hurricane Katrina exposed was the psychological consequences of the welfare state. What we consider "normal" behavior in an emergency is behavior that is normal for people who have values and take the responsibility to pursue and protect them. People with values respond to a disaster by fighting against it and doing whatever it takes to overcome the difficulties they face. They don't sit around and complain that the government hasn't taken care of them. They don't use the chaos of a disaster as an opportunity to prey on their fellow men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But what about criminals and welfare parasites? Do they worry about saving their houses and property? They don't, because they don't own anything. Do they worry about what is going to happen to their businesses or how they are going to make a living? They never worried about those things before. Do they worry about crime and looting? But living off of stolen wealth is a way of life for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The welfare state--and the brutish, uncivilized mentality it sustains and encourages--is the man-made disaster that explains the moral ugliness that has swamped New Orleans. And that is the story that no one is reporting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Discuss........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112596581870765944?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112596581870765944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112596581870765944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112596581870765944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112596581870765944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/interesting-article.html' title='Interesting article.........'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112584807168876915</id><published>2005-09-04T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T08:34:31.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A most excellent quote..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; "When one defines oneself as Pagan, it means she or he follows an earth or nature religion, one that sees the divine manifest in all creation. The cycles of nature are our holy days, the earth is our temple, its plants and creatures our partners and teachers. We worship a deity that is both male and female, a mother Goddess and father God, who together created all that is, was, or will be. We respect life, cherish the free will of sentient beings, and accept the sacredness of all creation." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Edain McCoy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112584807168876915?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112584807168876915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112584807168876915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112584807168876915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112584807168876915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/most-excellent-quote.html' title='A most excellent quote..........'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112569062294088380</id><published>2005-09-02T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T18:05:18.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing my part........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't find the words to describe my feelings on the utter devastation that Katrina left in her path....it will come I'm sure, but for now all I can do is help monetarily and offer up thoughts of peace and comfort to all those who are affected.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salvationarmyusa.org/"&gt;http://www.salvationarmyusa.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redcross.org/"&gt;http://www.redcross.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.feedthechildren.org"&gt;www.feedthechildren.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.WorldVision.org"&gt;www.WorldVision.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;COMFORT AMERICA PROJECT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;c/o International Festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;7660 Woodway, Suite 550 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Houston, TX 77063&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;QUILTERS COMFORT AMERICA is the collection of quilts of all kinds to be distributed to the refugees here in Houston so that they have something soft to sleep on instead of the hard concrete floors of the temporary shelters and something warm to cover up with against the chill of otherwise welcome air-conditioning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have a friend that did not leave his home when he knew all too well what the consequences could be. He told me that he couldn't leave knowing that the 84 year old woman who lived down the street was unable to leave or most likely unwilling and he was staying to see her through it. There has been no word from him...he lives near the lake and I can only hope that he was able to survive...if not...he died helping someone else...people helping people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;My friend has checked in, they are fine and after the hurricane blew through, he drove the little old lady to relatives that had power so that she can be taken care of. Excellent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112569062294088380?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112569062294088380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112569062294088380' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112569062294088380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112569062294088380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/doing-my-part.html' title='Doing my part........'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112568005742074841</id><published>2005-09-02T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T09:58:18.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying hands.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I think digital art is cool. My sister-in-law sent this to me in an email today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/prayingrock.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112568005742074841?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112568005742074841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112568005742074841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112568005742074841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112568005742074841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/09/praying-hands.html' title='Praying hands.....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112551505505637316</id><published>2005-08-31T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T12:04:15.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse the mess.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm undergoing a face lift...I got tired of the purple and I wanted a change. I'm adding some new things and changing the curtains and carpets around here...bear with me while I find the time to make all of the color changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somebody talk to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've added a new chat tooley and I'm talking to myself if you haven't already noticed. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9798079-112551505505637316?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112551505505637316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112551505505637316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112551505505637316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112551505505637316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/excuse-mess.html' title='Excuse the mess.......'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112537511983348635</id><published>2005-08-29T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T21:14:47.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What year were you born under?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#66CCFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Were Actually Born Under:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CBF3FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/chinesehoroscopes/rabbit.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Delicate, timid, and attractive - sometimes you really do act like a bunny.&lt;br /&gt;You're very compassionate and protective of those you love, sometimes too protective.&lt;br /&gt;Your home is really your castle, and you make sure your home is comfortable and well furnished.&lt;br /&gt;You don't like to argue - and you prefer a quiet, peaceful life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with a Goat or a Pig.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF667F" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Have Been Born Under:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCCDA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/chinesehoroscopes/rooster.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resourceful and practical, you are a quick thinker.&lt;br /&gt;You are very observant - and it's hard to get anything past you!&lt;br /&gt;A total perfectionist, you are especially picky about looking your best.&lt;br /&gt;You're a big dreamer - such a big dreamer that reality can disappoint you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with an Ox or Snake.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatyearwereyoubornunderquiz/"&gt;What Year Were You Born Under?&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/9798079-112537511983348635?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112537511983348635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112537511983348635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112537511983348635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112537511983348635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-year-were-you-born-under.html' title='What year were you born under?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112528653134812470</id><published>2005-08-28T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T20:35:31.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just read this article on the monster named Katrina...thoughts and prayers for the safety of all in her path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/08/28/AR2005082801050.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;In Camille's Deadly 1969 Solo, A Grim Prologue To Katrina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The problem with hurricane stories is that one uses up the adjectives on minor-league storms. Mail-order meteorologists and blow-dry weathermen have been inundating us for so long with evacuation hysteria for mere tropical disturbances -- complete with breathlessly narrated TV images of homeowners buying plywood and flashlight batteries -- that we think we've seen it all before. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We haven't. But we may well see it all before sundown. Because for years truly knowledgeable hurricane experts have been warning us that The Big One is what our coastal communities really need to worry about, and today The Big One is here. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It may well be that New Orleans will dodge another meteorological bullet, as it has for more than 250 years, and once again escape the doomsday scenario that has long haunted the dreams of disaster officials and any Crescent City resident thoughtful enough to listen or read. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it won't be because Hurricane Katrina is a patsy. Yesterday morning the National Hurricane Center cleared its throat and upgraded Katrina to a Category 5 hurricane -- the designation for storms capable of truly catastrophic damage and deadliness. That, however, wasn't the center's most significant statement. The real news was the center's chilling declaration that, at 902 millibars of internal barometric pressure -- the lowest barometric pressure ever recorded in the Gulf of Mexico -- Katrina was "comparable in intensity to Hurricane Camille of 1969 . . . only larger." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those of us who lived though Hurricane Camille will never forget it. Camille struck with the force of several hydrogen bombs, altering forever the topography of the Mississippi coast. Its nearly 200-mph winds and 25-foot storm surge exploded concrete buildings and erased entire communities -- then gouged open graveyards and hung corpses in the live oaks like so much Spanish moss. There was a problem for a time telling the storm victims from those already embalmed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More than 250 were dead before Camille swept up the Mississippi Valley as a tropical storm. Then, three days and 1,000 miles after it hit the coast, it took a right turn over West Virginia and, in some sort of terrifying meteorological joke, dumped 20 to 40 inches of rain in eight hours on Nelson County, Va., hosing away entire mountainsides, drowning or burying 150 more people and touching off 100-year-record floods in the James River basin. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katrina, the National Hurricane Center said, is capable of more. Yet for a true New Orleans doomsday scenario, the storm's eye and strongest winds will have to thread a fairly precise path that carries its deadly northeast quadrant just east of the city. The real vulnerability of the city is not just that it's 10 to 15 feet below sea level, laced with more drainage canals than Venice, and must pump for its life around the clock in even the driest weather. Nor is the city's biggest problem the flown-in TV reporter's favorite specter of a hurricane storm surge up the Mississippi River that overtops the city's famous levees. That could theoretically happen, but it's less likely.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The real nightmare has always been the prospect of a Wagnerian hurricane like Katrina coming ashore so that its strongest winds push the Gulf of Mexico into the eastern-facing entrance to Lake Pontchartrain, which borders the city's northern edge. The lake is both unusually shallow -- rarely more than 20 feet deep -- and unusually large -- more than half the size of the state of Rhode Island. A 20-foot storm surge arriving in concert with both high tide and 20-inch rains could overwhelm the city's more vulnerable lakeside levees and then flow downhill all the way to the French Quarter. Many of the city's massive drainage pumps are located closer to the lake. Were they to be flooded out, the city would not only be helplessly inundated while the hurricane is overhead -- it would remain so for weeks if not months.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For more than 2½ centuries, that precise scenario has never quite happened, though hurricanes rake the Louisiana/Mississippi Gulf Coast regularly and sideswipe the Big Easy more often than not. One reason it hasn't is that the city was long protected by scores of miles of surrounding saltwater marshes capable of sponging up even massive storm surges like a swampy dishrag.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But for the last half of the 20th century and into the present day, those wetlands have been disappearing -- hundreds of acres of them every year -- starved by levees from the Mississippi River overflows that once fed them with silt from Minnesota and Iowa and Missouri, and eroded by canals dug for oil exploration and suburban subdivisions. To compare a 1930 aerial portrait of Louisiana with a contemporary satellite picture is to realize with stunning force how hundreds of miles of the state's beautiful if mosquito-laden southern wetlands now resemble moth-eaten lace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;With a far smaller marshland buffer zone to suck up Katrina's ferocious storm surge, New Orleans is very definitely in harm's way. Never mind the roof-ripping winds. Water fed New Orleans with commerce most of her life. If she dies today, it will be water -- born of Katrina's catastrophic power -- that's the death of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/9798079-112528653134812470?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112528653134812470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112528653134812470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112528653134812470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112528653134812470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/katrina.html' title='Katrina.......'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112498797987361448</id><published>2005-08-25T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T09:39:39.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow day.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;A picture of the last snow we had here....a dusting really, but pretty none the less. This is behind the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/CadeSnow.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112498797987361448?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112498797987361448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112498797987361448' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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in the mornings...cold enough to don sweats and slippers upon rising, instead of going barefoot with just shorts and a tank top on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Summer is slipping away and I'm reminded of my favorite summer song by Mungo Jerry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;In the summertime when the weather is fine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You can stretch right up and touch the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;When the weather's fine You got women, you got women on your mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Have a drink, have a drive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Go out and see what you can find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;If her daddy's rich take her out for a meal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;If her daddy's poor just do what you feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Speed along the lane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Do a ton or a ton an' twenty-five &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;When the sun goes down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You can make it, make it good in a lay-by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We're no threat, people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We're not dirty, we're not mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We love everybody but we do as we please &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;When the weather's fine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We go fishin' or go swimmin' in the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We're always happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Life's for livin' yeah, that's our philosophy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sing along with us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dee dee dee-dee dee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dah dah dah-dah dah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Yeah we're hap-happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dah dah-dah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dee-dah-do dee-dah-do dah-do-dah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dah-do-dah-dah-dah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dah-dah-dah do-dah-dah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Alright ah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;When the winter's here, yeah it's party time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bring your bottle, wear your bright clothes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It'll soon be summertime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And we'll sing again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We'll go drivin' or maybe we'll settle down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;If she's rich, if she's nice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bring your friends and we'll all go into town &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;uh Chh chh-chh, uh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;In the summertime when the weather is hot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You can stretch right up and touch the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;When the weather's fine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You got women, you got women on your mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Have a drink, have a drive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Go out and see what you can find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;If her daddy's rich take her out for a meal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;If her daddy's poor just do what you feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Speed along the lane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Do a ton or a ton an' twenty-five &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;When the sun goes down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You can make it, make it good in a lay-by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We're no threat, people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We're not dirty, we're not mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We love everybody but we do as we please &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;When the weather's fine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We go fishin' or go swimmin' in the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We're always happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Life's for livin' yeah, that's our philosophy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sing along with us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dee dee dee-dee dee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dah dah dah-dah dah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Yeah we're hap-happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dah dah-dah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dee-dah-do dee-dah-do dah-do-dah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dah-do-dah-dah-dah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dah-dah-dah do-dah-dah  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112498345936086515?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112498345936086515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112498345936086515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Hee...Ha Ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;The kids are back in school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hee Hee...Ha Ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;And it sure is quiet around here....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;when's summer vacation again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112491712984210548?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112491712984210548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112491712984210548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112491712984210548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112491712984210548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/kids-are-back-in-school.html' title='The kids are back in school...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112481759030248208</id><published>2005-08-23T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T10:19:50.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's that smell.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love incense...absolutely love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm a sniffer...I love to smell things, I think it triggers something in my mind, or maybe soul is more accurate. But aren't the mind and soul intertwined?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lighting incense or candles, can sooth me instantly. My favorites are Patchouly, Sandlewood, Coconut and Egyptian Goddess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.auricblends.com/"&gt;Auric Blends&lt;/a&gt; has the best incense sticks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112481759030248208?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112481759030248208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112481759030248208' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112481759030248208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112481759030248208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/whats-that-smell.html' title='What&apos;s that smell.......'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112475712549296292</id><published>2005-08-22T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T17:32:05.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Your Power</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ground and center yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Call on your connection to Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;You have everything you need within you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Stand in your power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/InYourPower.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112475712549296292?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112475712549296292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112475712549296292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112475712549296292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112475712549296292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/in-your-power.html' title='In Your Power'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112458793716539357</id><published>2005-08-20T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T18:32:17.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Norma Jean....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have an obsession with dead people. OK, maybe obsession is too strong a word, let's go with interest or even fascination...yep those work better. But Obsession for Men smells soooo good...but I'm rambling like I so often do. Oh, if you could step into my mind...hear the mumble jumble of random thoughts that run rampant through my mind...but hey...I know what I'm talking about, it makes perfect sense to me...What? You have no clue what I'm babbling about? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;OK back on track....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have always been drawn to Richard Steven Valenzuela (May 13, 1941 to February 3, 1959), so much so that I had to visit his grave. He's better known as Ritchie Valens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was something I felt strongly moved to do...I just needed to see it, to stand there, look down and read his headstone and to talk to him in my mind. Weird huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/RichieValensheadstone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and the eternal beauty that is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe. My Gawd, if I could describe the ultimate in classic sensual beauty, it would be she. And apparently I'm not the only one who thinks this way. Her style has been closely mimicked by countless individuals. She is another "famous person" I would have loved to talk to. I wonder what she felt, how overwhelmed it must have become at times. There seems to have been so much sadness surrounding her. I don't think she overdosed on purpose...I don't think suicide was her intention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are some of my favorite pictures of Norma Jean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/Marilyn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/Marilyn_red.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/Marilyn_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/mm26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey Nick! Here's a MM look-alike picture just for YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/gwen-stefani.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S. I like her better without make-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S.S. I still think she's scary looking! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112458793716539357?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112458793716539357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112458793716539357' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112458793716539357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112458793716539357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/goodbye-norma-jean.html' title='Goodbye Norma Jean....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112434783569018407</id><published>2005-08-17T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T00:02:12.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amendment to the meme...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Upon further review, I do have an answer to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five famous people I would like to meet:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But it's only 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Blaine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/DavidBlaine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Criss Angel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/CrissAngel.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/mindfreak.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Not just because I find these guys incredibly attractive...but that their magic is totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MindFreak...it will trip you out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112434783569018407?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112434783569018407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112434783569018407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112434783569018407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112434783569018407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/amendment-to-meme.html' title='Amendment to the meme...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112399214275589479</id><published>2005-08-13T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T21:04:49.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sky is falling...better pack your chute....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt from a conversation between my children today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter to son: Can you touch the clouds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son: Sky divers can. When I grow up I’m going to sky dive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter: Cade, here’s an important safety tip. Don’t forget your parachute. Or else you’ll go kersplat, right on the ground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/9798079-112399214275589479?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112399214275589479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112399214275589479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112399214275589479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112399214275589479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/sky-is-fallingbetter-pack-your-chute.html' title='The sky is falling...better pack your chute....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112383154229855421</id><published>2005-08-12T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T00:27:43.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dontcha?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dontcha just love memes…huh, huh, dontcha?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was I doing 10 years ago? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhmmmm…ten years ago…that would be 1995...oh easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago I had my first child, a son…who’s like 10 now…::snort, snicker, I crack myself up!:: I was 32 (if you use all of your fingers to count, or toes if you are missing fingers…that makes me 42) and working for the State of Cal-e-forn-I-a. I can’t tell you in what capacity, cuz it’s classified ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok it’s really not, I just like to try to impress people. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was I doing 5 years ago?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000...2000, what was I doing in 2000?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well one of the best things that happened 5 years ago was moving out here to the hills as I so lovingly refer to our humble abode. We have a house on 240 acres surrounded by hundreds of oaks and pines and other trees that I have no clue what they are. I CAN spot the poison oak though…that IS a good thing. And wildlife up the ying yang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer worked outside of the home and started collecting fabric…lots and lots of fabric. I am a freak for fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was I doing 1 year ago? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to have my youngest child go to kindergarten. Yes, I cried the first day of school with both of my kids…I may be a bitch, but there’s a soft center in there somewhere. Kinda like that ogre thing. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What am I doing today? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAWD, AM I BUSY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own business and it has been booming lately…I design quilts and people are going nutzo with orders. OK, to be more exact, people are ordering and I’m going nutzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five snacks I enjoy: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love food period! I prefer salty over sweet, so here’s a little list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tortilla chips and home made salsa&lt;br /&gt;Avocados&lt;br /&gt;Cheese…I love cheese; Swiss, cheddar, mozzarella it don’t matter, bring it!&lt;br /&gt;cherries&lt;br /&gt;Nectarines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five bands I like: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Miller Band&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie Raitt&lt;br /&gt;AC/DC&lt;br /&gt;Journey&lt;br /&gt;Eric Clapton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five things I would do with a million dollars: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay off every single bill I have and that my Mom and sisters have.&lt;br /&gt;Savings accounts for the children’s education.&lt;br /&gt;Build a really cool house that has secret passageways and a round tower with a skylight and hot tub in it.&lt;br /&gt;Give to the homeless and women’s shelters.&lt;br /&gt;Buy more fabric :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five locations I would like to run away to: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t want to run there, but I’d like to see Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;One of those Island getaway resorts would be cool.&lt;br /&gt;Cabin in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;Cabin in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five bad habits: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap…do I have to list those????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cuss too much.&lt;br /&gt;I use way too much toilet paper, or so I’ve been told. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I forget to eat.&lt;br /&gt;I leave my shoes all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;I demand foot rubs…OK not really, but I needed to put something for #5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five things I like doing: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Floating in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;BBQ’s&lt;br /&gt;Taking bubble baths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five TV shows I like: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is tough, I don’t watch much TV….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose Line Is It Anyway&lt;br /&gt;That 70’s Show&lt;br /&gt;NASCAR - gotta watch my races Baby!&lt;br /&gt;The Mole….when it was on&lt;br /&gt;Popularity Contest…when it was on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five famous people I would like to meet: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh…famous…famous, who do I want to meet that’s famous? Honestly, no one comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Biggest joys in my life at the moment: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and being so close to nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five favorite toys: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, ha, ha…batteries not included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flute, my computer &lt;- that can be a toy can’t it?, Mah Jong, my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get the speedo pic for this! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m not tagging anyone because this meme needs to die a slow death…….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112383154229855421?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112383154229855421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112383154229855421' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112383154229855421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112383154229855421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/dontcha.html' title='Dontcha?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112378471090599517</id><published>2005-08-11T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T11:32:27.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrrrrrrrrrr Matey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/pirate/define.php?id=92771"&gt;&lt;img src="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/pirate/92771/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/pirate/define.php?id=92771"&gt;What kind of pirate am I?&lt;/a&gt; You decide!&lt;br /&gt;You can also &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/pirate/breakdown.php?id=92771"&gt;view a breakdown of results&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/pirate/"&gt;put one of these on your own page&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;Rum and Monkey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112378471090599517?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112378471090599517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112378471090599517' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112378471090599517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112378471090599517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/arrrrrrrrrrr-matey.html' title='Arrrrrrrrrrr Matey!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112356395809063496</id><published>2005-08-08T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:05:58.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Hamsters.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Aren't they cute? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Given a choice of a picture of a cute guy in a speedo or dancing hamsters...which would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/phelps.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/dancinghamstersanin.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/hamstersdancing.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112356395809063496?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112356395809063496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112356395809063496' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112356395809063496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112356395809063496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/dancing-hamsters.html' title='Dancing Hamsters.......'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112338880150034158</id><published>2005-08-06T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T21:29:28.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sub Surfaces...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hooray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ETROPAVLOVSK-KAMCHATSKY, Russia - Seven crew members aboard a Russian mini-submarine trapped for three days beneath the Pacific Ocean were pulled to safety Sunday after a British remote-controlled vehicle cut away the undersea cables that had snarled it, Russian naval officials said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112338880150034158?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112338880150034158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112338880150034158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112338880150034158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112338880150034158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/sub-surfaces.html' title='Sub Surfaces...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112336676387838014</id><published>2005-08-06T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T15:21:16.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amos Lee...you move me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Looking for a new Artist to listen to? Want to add a new CD to your collection? Then I recommend &lt;a href="http://www.amoslee.com/"&gt;Amos Lee&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kinda a cross between Norah Jones and Percy Sledge with a bluesy-folksy feel  to his music. The Dude writes the songs too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I dig "keep it loose, keep it tight" and "arms of a woman". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Check it out if you get a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112336676387838014?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112336676387838014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112336676387838014' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112336676387838014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112336676387838014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/amos-leeyou-move-me.html' title='Amos Lee...you move me...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112326232321364777</id><published>2005-08-05T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T10:18:43.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it live or is it Memorex?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ever been sure of a "memory" only to begin to realize that it might have just been a dream "memory"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's happened to me before and I think it just happened again...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112326232321364777?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112326232321364777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112326232321364777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112326232321364777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112326232321364777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/is-it-live-or-is-it-memorex.html' title='Is it live or is it Memorex?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112320232185984381</id><published>2005-08-04T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T17:38:41.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's in the cards.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=29616&gt;&lt;font size=+1&gt;The Fool- A fresh start. A new concept.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://pictures.greatestjournal.com/userimg/3913394/934962" width="350" height="600"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fool card refers to a new start, a journey, relationship, business venture etc.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling in this card is optimistic, joy and success surround you as well as&lt;br /&gt;fun. Your willingness to try new things will pay off this time.&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=29616&gt;Tarot Reading&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112320232185984381?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112320232185984381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112320232185984381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112320232185984381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112320232185984381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-in-cards.html' title='It&apos;s in the cards.......'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112302696206842047</id><published>2005-08-02T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T16:56:02.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chain, chain, chain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, there I was at the grocery store yesterday afternoon perusing the shelves and selecting items to carefully toss in my cart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the items that was carefully &lt;em&gt;placed&lt;/em&gt; into my cart, was a six pack of beer. I thought nothing of it. Buying beer is like a staple. Occasionally I will purchase new beers to see if I will like them...that's how I discovered &lt;a href="http://www.peteswicked.com/beerlist/nf_strawberry_intro.html"&gt;&lt;http:&gt;Pete's Strawberry Blonde&lt;/a&gt;. A rather tasty delight, but I digress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Back on topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;While I was deciding on which type of pickle I wanted to put in my macaroni salad (I chose a bread and butter pickle for those wondering), I was approached by a middle age gentleman who was neatly groomed and wearing a Hawaiian shirt. He asked "Is that any good?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought he was referring to the pickle jar I held in my hand. And I say "Why yes, I love them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;He said to me, "Oh, I meant the beer." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I laughed and said, "Yes it is, it's rather pricey, but the flavor is excellent."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;He leans in and says to me, "My wife will only give me a certain amount of money to spend and so I don't want to waste any of it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I reply, "She has you on a short leash, huh?" with an inflection of a wink in my voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Oh yes, she has me on quite a short leash and I have a curfew and must keep the house immaculate." "On Saturday mornings she goes shopping with her girlfriends and will stand there with her hands on her hips telling me the house better be spotless when she returns."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was then that I noticed the blue chain around his neck secured with a small brass pad lock. Thinking back on this, I wonder if my eyebrows raised...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thinking I've stumbled upon a submissive/slave type, I reply with a laugh and "well then, you have it good don't you?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;He heartily agrees with me and I say "well, it has been nice chatting with you, have a good day." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I then continue on down the aisle laughing in my mind over the recent "chain" of events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112302696206842047?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112302696206842047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112302696206842047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112302696206842047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112302696206842047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/chain-chain-chain.html' title='Chain, chain, chain...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112291790891556007</id><published>2005-08-01T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T10:38:28.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Questions to a Better Personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Better personality? While I don't necessarily agree with the name of this quiz...I think 20 Questions to Access Your Personality would be a more aptly named title, but it wasn't my quiz to name...just to critique. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are my results...no big surprise here folks. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a SECF--Sober Emotional Constructive Follower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes you a Hippie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are passionate about your causes and steadfast in your commitments. Once you've made up your mind, no one can convince you otherwise. Your politics are left-leaning, and your lifestyle choices decidedly temperate and chaste. You do tremendous work when focused, but usually you operate somewhat distracted. You blow hot and cold, and while you normally endeavor on the side of goodness and truth, you have a massive mean streak which is not to be taken lightly. You don't get mad, you get even. Please don't get even with this web site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the 139725 people who have taken this quiz since tracking began (8/17/2004), 10.4 % are this type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hokev.brinkster.net/quiz/default.asp?quiz=Better+Personality&amp;page=1"&gt;&lt;http://hokev.brinkster.net/quiz/default.asp?quiz=Better+Personality&amp;amp;page=1&gt;20 Questions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112291790891556007?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112291790891556007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112291790891556007' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112291790891556007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112291790891556007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/08/20-questions-to-better-personality.html' title='20 Questions to a Better Personality'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112259736005043415</id><published>2005-07-28T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T17:36:00.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEAPOLAGIZZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My daughter is a night owl and last night no matter how many times she was asked, then told, to go to bed and go to sleep...her little eyes would just not cooperate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The last straw was at roughly 11:30 PM when I heard her sneaking into the room where I have my little office set up. I hear this because I am typing away on the computer and she accidentally bumped into my desk.This brings out the mandatory exclamation where you use not only the first name of the child, but also their middle name. That way they know just how much trouble they are in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;She promptly goes running back to her bedroom wailing the entire way. I on the other hand, shut off the computer and go to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What do I find this morning on my keyboard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why, thank you for asking...it's a note. Not just any sort of note mind you, but a teary eyed little girl wanting an apology, note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My first response was to laugh out loud, well really, it was more of a "Muttley" snicker and promptly scan the page for posterities sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Should I circle Yes or No?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/PLEAPOLAGIZZ.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112259736005043415?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112259736005043415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112259736005043415' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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amusing...warning: the language may be offensive to some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clint.ca/oops/"&gt;Error Message&lt;http:&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112243505089102059?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112243505089102059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112243505089102059' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112243505089102059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#d4ffff"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/hawaiiannamegenerator/girl.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alohilani Lanikai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hawaiiannamegenerator/"&gt;What's your Hawaiian Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112218020877338737?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112218020877338737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112218020877338737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112218020877338737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112218020877338737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/07/alohilani-lanikai.html' title='Alohilani Lanikai'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112201683510642597</id><published>2005-07-22T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T00:20:35.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sensational Son!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 10th Birthday to my wonderful, talented, compassionate and lovable son. May peace, love and happiness always be your shadow.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/CadeCrib.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112201683510642597?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112201683510642597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112201683510642597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112201683510642597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112201683510642597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-birthday-sensational-son.html' title='Happy Birthday Sensational Son!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112201138803898577</id><published>2005-07-21T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T22:49:48.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream a little dream....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I dream things....and in that grey area right before slumber I can see things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Let me go back quite a few years to when I was a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;As far back as I can remember, I would "know" things...things like peoples names before I was told them. I could find lost things just by thinking of the object. And I see things in dreams that later come true. Things like plane crashes; the one in 1981 where the plane crashed into the icy river comes to mind; deaths of people, Dean Martin for one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was a small child I could leave my body, or Astral Project. I remember waking up one morning and I was literally paralyzed, I couldn't move a muscle. I was terrified, I was hovering above my body and looking down at myself motionless in bed, only my eyes were open. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wide open. I wasn't able to move until I re-entered my body. This was so frightening to me as a child and I have never been able to leave since then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have seen blobs of glowing silvery see through masses hovering in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have had red tailed hawks land near me and send sparks of silver light in my direction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have had a man appear at the end of my bed and speak to me in my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;While the hawk episode was not at all frightening, the other instances were. Not that I felt danger, just that I felt fear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Man Episode, as I refer to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;As I had just turned off my alarm one morning and was laying in bed mentally going through the dresses in my closet and picking out something to wear, a voice in my head said, "open your eyes Carol and you can see me." Without thinking I immediately did and saw a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;man dressed in a long overcoat and buttoned up shirt and vest, whose shoulder length wavy hair was a medium brown in color, standing at the end of my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was terrified, my heart raced and I quickly squeezed my eyes shut and said to myself "when I open my eyes he will be gone." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;And he was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;But I'll never forget it and I've often wondered just who he was and what he wanted. And there are times I've wished I hadn't been so afraid and sent him away. That I could have talked with him. And I wonder if I'll get another chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have very vivid dreams, I feel, I can taste and I can smell in my dreams. They are colorful and so very very real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love to dream, it's like entering another dimension. I used to keep a dream journal, but have somehow pushed that habit aside. I think I shall pull out that black journal from it's place in my nightstand and continue to fill it's pages with the words of my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Good night.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112201138803898577?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112201138803898577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112201138803898577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112201138803898577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112201138803898577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/07/dream-little-dream.html' title='Dream a little dream....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112182068793984082</id><published>2005-07-19T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T17:51:27.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear John......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;You were a very good man and you will be deeply missed by all that knew and loved you.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112182068793984082?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112182068793984082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112182068793984082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112182068793984082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112182068793984082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/07/dear-john.html' title='Dear John......'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112181517122951587</id><published>2005-07-19T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T16:19:31.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's an egg when you need it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So there I was, standing there in the hot sun wondering why I didn't have the foresight to bring an egg with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;What could be more fun than seeing if an egg would fry on a rock in 118 degrees heat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Getting back in the truck with the air conditioner blasting...that's what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;But the Red Rock Canyons were worth seeing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112181517122951587?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112181517122951587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112181517122951587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112181517122951587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112181517122951587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/07/wheres-egg-when-you-need-it.html' title='Where&apos;s an egg when you need it?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112158264764405187</id><published>2005-07-16T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T23:46:28.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the boiling point........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;For my fan club of one....and you know who you are....I will be gone for the next few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;As if it wasn't hot enough here...oh say 107 frickin' degrees, I will be traveling to the Mojave Desert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, that does say 107 frickin' degrees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's where my Grandfather lives. And that's where I'm going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;He's 84 years old and lives alone now since my Grandmother died in October of last year. Well, that's not exactly true. Not the part about my Grandmother, but that he lives alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;He has a dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Buddy is his name-o. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;To say Buddy loves me is an understatement. This dog drools on me and licks me...whatever bare skin he can find...el-yukko. If he can find no bare skin because I'm sitting on my hands and all other body parts are covered, he licks my clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Makes me wonder what I did in a former life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, the reason I'm going to hell and back is because my Grandfather has an appointment for a check-up for his heart. The kicker is, that since he is a veteran he goes to the Vet's Hospital for his appointments. Normally he will go to the one nearest him, which is about an hour and a half away. But this one is scheduled at another Veteran's Hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;IN FRICKIN' LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;So....I said I would drive him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know, I know...I can be nice when I want to be. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if our frickin' government would allow the Vet's to just go to their nearest hospital or Doctor and have the visit covered, instead of having to drive hundreds of miles just to be seen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, yes it would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to be in charge...yes indeedy...could I possibly screw it up any worse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I think not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;later =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112158264764405187?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112158264764405187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112158264764405187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112158264764405187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112158264764405187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/07/at-boiling-point.html' title='At the boiling point........'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112107158631617339</id><published>2005-07-11T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T01:46:26.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is that?...That freaky thing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;On this warm summer evening sitting here at the computer with the front door open hoping for a light breeze to cool the room...and with only the light of the monitor to give a faint glow to the room...I have noticed something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;There are some freaky ass bugs landing on my screen. Freaky. Ass. Bugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;That is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112107158631617339?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112107158631617339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112107158631617339' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112107158631617339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112107158631617339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-is-thatthat-freaky-thing.html' title='What is that?...That freaky thing?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112106143462408148</id><published>2005-07-10T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T22:57:14.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They're out there.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just know it. Too many freaking weird stuff going on for them not to be. I mean dreams are one thing, but the unexplained sounds and sights are a complete other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Plus, the animals are going wacky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's making me jumpy. And I'm not the jumpy type. Really I'm not. When you live out in the boonies you expect to hear strange sounds in the night. That's a given. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But it "feels" different tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight will be a night where I won't want to go to sleep. I can feel that already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Before I had children it was different, I would venture "places". Now I will not. There are too many things that I might not be able to control. And protecting my children is foremost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you ever seen something that you know shouldn't be there, but is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112106143462408148?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112106143462408148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112106143462408148' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112106143462408148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112106143462408148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/07/theyre-out-there.html' title='They&apos;re out there.......'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112083827820767347</id><published>2005-07-08T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T08:57:58.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts and prayers....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;are going out to the victims and their families of the London bombings....my heart goes out to you in this time of tragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112083827820767347?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112083827820767347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112083827820767347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112083827820767347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112083827820767347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/07/thoughts-and-prayers.html' title='Thoughts and prayers....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112071337213440769</id><published>2005-07-06T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T22:16:12.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Baby J!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is my niece's 21st birthday. Since she was a baby I have always called her by my pet name for her...Baby J. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;The J. stands for Jennifer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;21. Man, where have the years gone? 21 years old. That brings out a sigh...a very heavy sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I live on the West Coast and she on the East. We get to see each other once a year and I last saw her in March. When we hugged each other good bye...she says to me "what am I to you?" and I reply back to her, "you, are my Baby J."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;What a beautiful young lady she has become. Happy Birthday Baby J...may all your wishes come true.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112071337213440769?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112071337213440769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112071337213440769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112071337213440769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112071337213440769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-birthday-baby-j.html' title='Happy Birthday Baby J!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112050528708712486</id><published>2005-07-04T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T12:30:38.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the rocket's red glare......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/Happy4th_rocket.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112050528708712486?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112050528708712486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112050528708712486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112050528708712486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112050528708712486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-rockets-red-glare.html' title='And the rocket&apos;s red glare......'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112042176626135101</id><published>2005-07-03T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T13:32:17.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slog me baby....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now this is a cool site: &lt;a href="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/"&gt;Sloganizer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;«I'd do anything for Celtic Witch.» &lt;-----  That's my personal favorite! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a freaking hoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Sloganizer - the slogan generator" href="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="This slogan was generated by sloganizer.net" alt="generated by sloganizer.net" src="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/style7,Celtic-spc-Witch.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/" target="_blank" title="Sloganizer - the slogan generator"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/style4,Celtic-spc-Witch.png" border="0" alt="generated by sloganizer.net" title="This slogan was generated by sloganizer.net"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/" target="_blank" title="Sloganizer - the slogan generator"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/style1,Celtic-spc-Witch.png" border="0" alt="generated by sloganizer.net" title="This slogan was generated by sloganizer.net"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/" target="_blank" title="Sloganizer - the slogan generator"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/style2,Celtic-spc-Witch.png" border="0" alt="generated by sloganizer.net" title="This slogan was generated by sloganizer.net"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/" target="_blank" title="Sloganizer - the slogan generator"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/style3,Celtic-spc-Witch.png" border="0" alt="generated by sloganizer.net" title="This slogan was generated by sloganizer.net"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/" target="_blank" title="Sloganizer - the slogan generator"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/style6,Celtic-spc-Witch.png" border="0" alt="generated by sloganizer.net" title="This slogan was generated by sloganizer.net"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/" target="_blank" title="Sloganizer - the slogan generator"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sloganizer.net/en/style8,Celtic-spc-Witch.png" border="0" alt="generated by sloganizer.net" title="This slogan was generated by sloganizer.net"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112042176626135101?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112042176626135101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112042176626135101' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112042176626135101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112042176626135101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/07/slog-me-baby.html' title='Slog me baby....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112029392392652966</id><published>2005-07-02T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T01:45:23.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's lesson....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112029392392652966?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112029392392652966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112029392392652966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112029392392652966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112029392392652966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/07/todays-lesson.html' title='Today&apos;s lesson....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112023830233159168</id><published>2005-07-01T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T10:18:22.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Elemental my dear Watson.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20element?"&gt;Which element are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1112622960_re.Element.JPG" border="0" alt="Fire element" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your element is Fire. Like fire, you have a hot&lt;br /&gt;temper and you can be warm and loving as well&lt;br /&gt;and angry and wild. It all really comes down to&lt;br /&gt;what you are feeling. You have a lot of close&lt;br /&gt;friends who you are very protective over, and&lt;br /&gt;with your temper probably some enemies too. You&lt;br /&gt;are not Miss Popular in school since you are&lt;br /&gt;your own person and don't want to be forced&lt;br /&gt;into behaving this or that way. You are the&lt;br /&gt;untamed wild horse, the kind that everyone&lt;br /&gt;wants to catch. But you don't want to be tied&lt;br /&gt;down for the moment and just keep going with&lt;br /&gt;your little crushes. Your will is strong and if&lt;br /&gt;you set your mind to do something, you will&lt;br /&gt;most likely succeed. But beware, your friends&lt;br /&gt;may not always accept your mood-swinging&lt;br /&gt;behaviour. Even if you don't mean to be mean,&lt;br /&gt;they can still feel hurt. You just need to&lt;br /&gt;start thinking some things through before you&lt;br /&gt;do them, and not always jump in with so much&lt;br /&gt;courage. One day you may be hurt because of&lt;br /&gt;that, but then again, your element isn't fire&lt;br /&gt;if you start to analyse situations before you&lt;br /&gt;act. After all, your nature is to shoot first&lt;br /&gt;and ask the questions later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112023830233159168?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112023830233159168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112023830233159168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112023830233159168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112023830233159168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-elemental-my-dear-watson.html' title='It&apos;s Elemental my dear Watson.....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-112017967617961688</id><published>2005-06-30T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T09:35:45.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Then and now..........</title><content type='html'>well at least a more recent picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-112017967617961688?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/112017967617961688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=112017967617961688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112017967617961688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/112017967617961688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/06/then-and-now_30.html' title='Then and now..........'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-111998071074316402</id><published>2005-06-28T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T09:42:22.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pick a number...any number.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This picture was taken in June of 1980. Using your mental image of me, which number am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for playing the game has ended!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-111998071074316402?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/111998071074316402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=111998071074316402' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/111998071074316402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/111998071074316402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/06/pick-numberany-number.html' title='Pick a number...any number.....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-111973079909128881</id><published>2005-06-25T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T13:19:59.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How much is this tooth worth.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;says my son to me as he is holding out his newly lost tooth, is this a molar? I have no clue if it is or not, so a googling I go. Yes, yes it is a first molar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Sensational Son...hopefully the Tooth Fairy thinks kindly of you. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9798079-111973079909128881?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/111973079909128881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=111973079909128881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/111973079909128881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/111973079909128881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/06/how-much-is-this-tooth-worth.html' title='How much is this tooth worth.........'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-111955955401959199</id><published>2005-06-23T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T13:45:54.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Z+ for you........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a short bit of a conversation I overheard today between Darling Daughter and Sensational Son:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;DD: "Very good, I'll give you a Z plus!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;SS: "There is no such thing as a Z plus."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;DD: "In my world there is!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-111955955401959199?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/111955955401959199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=111955955401959199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/111955955401959199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/111955955401959199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/06/z-for-you.html' title='A Z+ for you........'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-111951009612970191</id><published>2005-06-22T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T00:01:36.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The wheels on the bike go round and round.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So BooBahDah learned how to ride her bike without the training wheels today...Yay for BooBahDah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Where does the time go, wasn't it only yesterday she was learning to walk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Where do these seconds of time disappear to? Is there a great big recycling center in the sky that let's us re-use these memories? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I think so...I'm big on recycling. My mind gets too full...I need to filter through some of the useless junk in there and toss it out to make room for the good stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;In with the good....out with the bad.......ahhhhhhhhhh.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-111951009612970191?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/111951009612970191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=111951009612970191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/111951009612970191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/111951009612970191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/06/wheels-on-bike-go-round-and-round.html' title='The wheels on the bike go round and round.....'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-111941300434743822</id><published>2005-06-21T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T21:05:08.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midsummer.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Summer Solstice is a time of light and of fire. It is a time to reflect upon the growth of the season: the seeds that were planted in the earth and the seeds planted in our souls. It is a time of cleansing and renewal. It is a time of love and growth as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Turn your face to the sun and the shadows fall behind you." -- Maori proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-111941300434743822?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/111941300434743822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=111941300434743822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/111941300434743822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/111941300434743822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/06/midsummer.html' title='Midsummer.......'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-111931690104576969</id><published>2005-06-20T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T18:25:42.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Painter's Canvas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What do you see when you close your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-111931690104576969?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/111931690104576969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=111931690104576969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/111931690104576969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/111931690104576969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/06/painters-canvas.html' title='A Painter&apos;s Canvas'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/decolady.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9798079.post-111920564584736333</id><published>2005-06-19T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T17:22:54.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jerry Is Home!!!</title><content type='html'>He came home this morning, one leg is swollen and we have put him on antibiotics...but my baby is home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:::Does the Happy Happy Joy Joy Dance:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/CelticWitch/Jerry.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9798079-111920564584736333?l=touchofmagick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/feeds/111920564584736333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9798079&amp;postID=111920564584736333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/111920564584736333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9798079/posts/default/111920564584736333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchofmagick.blogspot.com/2005/06/jerry-is-home.html' title='Jerry Is Home!!!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923494892812488581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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