<?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-26314729</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:11:48.367-08:00</updated><category term='Skin'/><category term='Workmanship'/><category term='Liquidation'/><category term='Images'/><category term='Luxury'/><category term='Season'/><category term='Winter'/><category term='Pyrenees'/><category term='Frida Giannini'/><category term='Stork Nests'/><category term='Steve Sikes'/><category term='Skiing'/><category term='Jacqueline Onassis'/><category term='Â� This'/><category term='Handbags'/><category term='Train'/><category term='Purse'/><category term='Version'/><category term='Director'/><category term='Wholesale'/><category term='Color'/><category term='Andrew'/><category term='Dental School'/><category term='Cultural Attractions'/><category term='Jackie'/><category term='Nests'/><category term='Medicine'/><category term='Creative'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Resorts'/><category term='Spain'/><category term='Gucci'/><category term='Chain'/><category term='Florence'/><category term='Spanish'/><category term='Walked Through'/><category term='Handbag'/><category term='Profit'/><category term='Sneaking Cigarettes'/><title type='text'>Often And Then Again</title><subtitle type='html'>Sliding past home plate into the bizzaro future</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-8406497674987682429</id><published>2009-03-28T13:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:44:21.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Handbag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workmanship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Version'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gucci'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacqueline Onassis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luxury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Director'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frida Giannini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Â� This'/><title type='text'>The New Adventure of Classic Jackie Bag</title><summary type='text'>Gucci has released a new version of Jackie bag designed by Frida Giannini, Creative Director of the company, to extend the glorious success of the flagship handbag of Gucci. The brand name "The Jackie" originally came out in 1950s for the preference of Jacqueline Onassis. Then the series was named after the gracious former first lady amiably with title.Fashion aficionados who are desperately </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/8406497674987682429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/8406497674987682429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#8406497674987682429' title='The New Adventure of Classic Jackie Bag'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-918120080422097871</id><published>2008-11-30T23:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:16:11.267-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Handbag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liquidation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve Sikes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Profit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wholesale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Handbags'/><title type='text'>Knowing What's Hot in Liquidation Handbags</title><summary type='text'>Are you selling liquidation handbags as part of your business? The key to selling handbags successfully is making sure you know what women who are buying those handbags want.In the liquidation world you can get a lot for a little outlay of cash. This is great when it comes to buying liquidation handbags to resell, but you also want to make sure you are getting items that are popular enough to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/918120080422097871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/918120080422097871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#918120080422097871' title='Knowing What&amp;#39;s Hot in Liquidation Handbags'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-7913927884331529604</id><published>2008-11-22T00:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:39:32.499-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultural Attractions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skiing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pyrenees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resorts'/><title type='text'>Spain is Developing a Colorful Personality</title><summary type='text'>Skiing In SpainWhen we think of skiing, we often think of an expensive Alpine adventure. However, there are top flight less expensive spots where ample excitement is available, such as countless skiing experiences in diverse areas of Spain such as the Aragonese Pyrenees, Catalan Pyrenees and Andorran Pyrenees. These are Spanish mountain ranges with first-rate skiing facilities.It's a fact that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/7913927884331529604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/7913927884331529604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#7913927884331529604' title='Spain is Developing a Colorful Personality'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-584901373589599336</id><published>2008-08-21T08:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T08:58:13.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walked Through'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dental School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stork Nests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sneaking Cigarettes'/><title type='text'>Notes From Poland - My Trip to Poland and the Breaking of Communism</title><summary type='text'>My husband and I decided to visit Poland back in 1993. Andrew was originally from Poland but I had never been there. Communism had just ended and the whole country was in a strange turmoil. I could sense it; the Polish people were in a hurry to westernize their country. There was a feeling of trauma and relief throughout the country. I witnessed scenes of beauty and scenes of horror.June 23, 1993</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/584901373589599336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/584901373589599336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#584901373589599336' title='Notes From Poland - My Trip to Poland and the Breaking of Communism'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-988188837922417552</id><published>2007-04-24T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:20:34.021-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Going To Asia For Medical Tourism? Here Are Some</title><summary type='text'>Ovulation tests Pregnancy testsIf you are one of the thousands of people considering medical tourism as an option for your health needs, how can you be sure that your trip will be everything that you hope it will be? Here are some practical tips to help make sure that your trip is smooth sailing.Make sure you have a signed, valid passport and the required visas. Imagine the inconvenience and the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/988188837922417552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/988188837922417552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#988188837922417552' title='Going To Asia For Medical Tourism? Here Are Some'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-9178164275739464098</id><published>2007-04-22T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:24:30.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>10 Tips to Consider When Planning Your Family Vacation</title><summary type='text'>Well, the time is finally drawing near. That long awaited and much anticipated family vacation is fast approaching. You will be off on a new adventure soon.Oh my, suddenly panic sets in as you scramble to get everything pulled together. You search and search, but the reservation receipts and travel itineraries are nowhere to be found. You break into a cold sweat and begin mumbling out loud. This </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/9178164275739464098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/9178164275739464098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#9178164275739464098' title='10 Tips to Consider When Planning Your Family Vacation'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-989395695918434785</id><published>2007-03-25T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:27:23.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Bed and Breakfast to enjoy all the comforts of home when Traveling</title><summary type='text'>Toronto, ON April 10, 2007 – Enjoy the sights, sounds and experiences of traveling across Canada and the U.S. while continuing to experience the comforts of home by staying in one of the thousands of Bed and Breakfasts or B&amp;Bs available across North America.Whether you are enjoying the emerald green waters of Lake Louise in Alberta or the splendor of the Grand Canyon in Utah, enjoy the intimacy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/989395695918434785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/989395695918434785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#989395695918434785' title='Bed and Breakfast to enjoy all the comforts of home when Traveling'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-653241833283325862</id><published>2006-01-05T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:33:56.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>A Few Ideas For Weekend Road Trips</title><summary type='text'>Tennessee, Johnson City to GatlinburgSo dang gorgeous, these 90 miles of rural Tennessee might inspire you to grab a banjo and strum an Appalachian love song.Take U.S. Route 11E toward Davy Crockett's birthplace (Everyone: "Born on a mountaintop..."). At Greenville, where twohomes of Andrew Johnson anchor a presidential historic site, veer onto U.S. Route 321, skirting the majestic Great </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/653241833283325862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/653241833283325862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#653241833283325862' title='A Few Ideas For Weekend Road Trips'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-8812198935588782435</id><published>2005-12-05T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:36:19.601-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Bed and Breakfasts Today</title><summary type='text'>Travelers are seeking new experiences today. Bed and breakfast trends today are attracting people who want to completely get away from their rushed and busy daily lives. These people prefer to travel far from the city and out into the country. They prefer to stay where the hospitality is warm and personal. They prefer smaller hotels, not large impersonal hotels. They want quiet and peaceful </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/8812198935588782435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/8812198935588782435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#8812198935588782435' title='Bed and Breakfasts Today'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-2572496229923224213</id><published>2003-11-25T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:23:08.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Why do people go for travels?</title><summary type='text'>Human being is of curious nature. To discover new and exciting places, feasting the eyes with beauty of nature and meet with new peoples always excite anyone. To get these excitements people started traveling since very ancient days.In India travel was developed in the form of ‘Tirth Yatra’ (pilgrimage). ‘Shantanu’, the father of ‘Shravan’, and his wife were blind and unable to travel but they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/2572496229923224213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/2572496229923224213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#2572496229923224213' title='Why do people go for travels?'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566701320164171</id><published>2003-11-25T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:23:33.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Retreat</title><summary type='text'>I've taken a room at Stratego's, Oakapalloka's most famous scion. Here he snaps my picture as I study graphs of the Bush Recovery, and monitor a Chinese space flight.It's a beautiful house on the corner, a block from 'uptown'. This is one of those few very large houses from a century ago that weren't sectioned into apartments. When winter comes Stratego moves his media-room back upstairs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566701320164171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566701320164171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566701320164171' title='A Retreat'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566717759933806</id><published>2003-11-23T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:26:17.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I sent hate-mail to an English-speaking Jihadist last night. Wow, the internet is amazing. I think I deleted the lines where I threatened to kill him, because I thought that might be illegal. But I left in the part about nailing his dick to the barn floor and setting the barn on fire (leaving him with a knife). So this morning I woke up and kind of freaked.Then guess what? Yahoo returned the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566717759933806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566717759933806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566717759933806' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566724444263855</id><published>2003-11-23T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:27:24.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sheyah, jinxon</title><summary type='text'>Lunkhead is hilarious.I've been mapping his mental decline over the last month, since he got on the internet. Now he's got some cyber-sweetie. An ether doll. An Imaginary.During a online chat last night I suggested that maybe 'she' was a 'he'.Now, you might think it's impossible to tell over chat when someone is having a panic attack. haha, not so, my friend, not so. He sent me her picture three </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566724444263855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566724444263855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566724444263855' title='sheyah, jinxon'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566733750551326</id><published>2003-11-22T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:28:57.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Possibly The Last Straw</title><summary type='text'>Mom has scheduled us for a family portrait this week. It's a great step for her, gathering her nerve after all these years. I remember the last time Mom attempted this, 38 years ago. She still cringes when she recalls the rebellion.It was after Sunday school and church in November of 1965.My two older brothers and my dad were learning what a ray of unwelcome, loving sunshine my mom could be, at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566733750551326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566733750551326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566733750551326' title='Possibly The Last Straw'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566743872983879</id><published>2003-11-21T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:30:38.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Enemy</title><summary type='text'>Please don't call these fucks at Trafalgar Square 'anti-war'. And don't ask me to credit the kids for being naive. They're listening to the speeches from the Muslim Alliance (or whatever it's called). They're adjusting their morals to fit that world view which abides suicide bombers.How can people be so off their beam nowadays? This is no 'loyal opposition' here. "Young men go crazy because of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566743872983879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566743872983879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566743872983879' title='The Enemy'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566750714926605</id><published>2003-11-20T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:31:47.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark And Elly Update</title><summary type='text'>Mark comments below:"Still around, guys! We're enjoying married life and calling each other "wife" and "husband." It it starting not to sound so strange to our ears. "Mrs. Morris," when referring to Elly, however, still sounds a bit weird."The amazing thing about not blogging: the longer you go without it, the less importance you place on it. I may never blog again, but I still drop by old sites </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566750714926605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566750714926605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566750714926605' title='Mark And Elly Update'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566756534644911</id><published>2003-11-20T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:32:45.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up To Town</title><summary type='text'>I guess I won’t be moving into the apartments above the old Mercy Clinic downtown. It sounded right for me, living above The Batman pharmacy and the Peanut Pub, but the kid who owns the pub said the ex-cons are about as thick as the cockroaches. The cons tried to break in here three times this month, so far. The cops are called so often, all the officers have a key to the security doors.“Rent is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566756534644911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566756534644911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566756534644911' title='Up To Town'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566769575630461</id><published>2003-11-17T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:34:55.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One of the Weekend Pundit writers noticed my Michael Moore post. That's nice, after a lot of guff.Wish I'd cleaned it up more. I am so lazy with this blog.Another drunken post. Oh well...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566769575630461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566769575630461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566769575630461' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566779803741927</id><published>2003-11-17T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:36:38.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calculated Risk</title><summary type='text'>Michael Moore sat down to discuss his book, 'Dude, Where's My Country?' with Brian Lamb on C-span tonight.hahahaha.Yeah, it was great._______I should have been taking notes but then, it wasn't like he was defending a P.H.D.Man, that's like being called to the Principals office, meeting Brian Lamb. It looked to me like Moore was losing weight the first ten minutes. I about reached out to adjust </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566779803741927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566779803741927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566779803741927' title='Calculated Risk'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566788528712877</id><published>2003-11-16T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:38:05.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a question</title><summary type='text'>Everyone from the New York Times to National Review agrees that we f*cked up in Afghanistan during the 1980's.We abandoned Afghanistan then, according to the conventional wisdom.My question is, how exactly do people figure that after bank-rolling their liberation, we're somehow all the more responsible to babysit them and see them through to a civil society? Yes, I understand that would have been</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566788528712877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566788528712877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566788528712877' title='Just a question'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566802945556885</id><published>2003-11-16T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:40:29.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Moog writes on her blog:"well, what are we doing to welcome Bush into our lovely anti war country?i have Saturday morning free, so i could throw something then...like a petrol bomb....are the CIA letting people near him, or do we have to use remote control missiles?"I know this is tongue in cheek, but the sentiment isn't. I don't understand how youthful idealism could go so completely astray. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566802945556885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566802945556885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566802945556885' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566806291188863</id><published>2003-11-16T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:41:02.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The jingle is "Nobody doesn't like Sara Lee".All these years I've thought it was "Nobody does it like Sara Lee".Wouldn't that be better?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566806291188863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566806291188863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566806291188863' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566813854722252</id><published>2003-11-16T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:42:18.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I deleted a ugly political post yesterday. Probably not soon enough. I should know better than to spew like that.Still an impulse here, though. Bush's trip to London tomorrow is worrisome. The reports I hear make it sound like the Brits will stage 1968 style riots.It's natural to be 'anti-war'. The passion is understandable. But so are the passions behind the overthrow of a murderous dictator.I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566813854722252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566813854722252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566813854722252' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566823945700601</id><published>2003-11-16T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:43:59.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They've Split. To Church</title><summary type='text'>I don’t know how they can stay up so late partying, then roll out of bed and make it to early services. Especially Mr. Toad. He usually has three cowlicks standing straight up, before noon. Like me. Maybe Mom just licks/spits in her hand and smoothes them down.Its strange when complete silence surprises. Three ticks of cognitive dissonance and then a what? What? What? Nothing. Astonishment in the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566823945700601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566823945700601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566823945700601' title='They&apos;ve Split. To Church'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566839273952493</id><published>2003-11-14T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:47:29.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Also new to the blog-scroll</title><summary type='text'>This Depleted Life.It's a disturbing blog-title and full of stick-man 1970's graphics that remind you of psycho-pharmaceutical tracts. Apropos to OATA, I guess.But I should add that it also seems very friendly and intelligent.Bi-lingual to boot!I'll call her Jo.She's a terrific writer. I believe she is also a paid columnist somewhere, but I'm not sure. You can tell that she should be , </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566839273952493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566839273952493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566839273952493' title='Also new to the blog-scroll'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566884297837794</id><published>2003-11-14T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:54:02.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Community Standards</title><summary type='text'>It’s five minutes round-trip to the Milky Way for drinks and cigarettes. Three minutes if there’s no one in line. Rarely, a half-hour if I end up behind some moron who’s surveying the smorgasbord of lottery tickets. (“Um. Give me one with the balloons. One with the cowboy. One of those with the stars…do you know any slow or special people?”)I mean it’s a very short trip. Last night I timed it to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566884297837794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566884297837794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566884297837794' title='Community Standards'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566891007970368</id><published>2003-11-12T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:55:10.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lit Tradit</title><summary type='text'>Odd. I have a dream where I’m chasing our empty trash barrels down the street, then I wake up with a start and two minutes later I’m chasing our empty trash barrels down the street.And it’s just as I pictured, except it’s not such a heart thumping, nightmarish emergency in real life. Thank goodness for that. Of course, in my dream I’d forgotten to put on my pants.Splash some whole milk in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566891007970368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566891007970368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566891007970368' title='Lit Tradit'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566895241507546</id><published>2003-11-12T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:55:52.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why am I up so late? Well I'm very excited, of course. We're about to have a weather event, almost like a Midwestern hurricane. Our weather service says the wind will start to blow 50 mph this morning at least, and it will last until late afternoon.I regard weather events as 'cover' for staying home. This will be like a vacation from guilt, for me. But of course I'm ruining it now, telling you.# </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566895241507546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566895241507546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566895241507546' title=''/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26314729.post-116566900687442731</id><published>2003-11-12T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T04:56:46.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fables of the Reconstruction"</title><summary type='text'>Here is the Drezner article that gives a black eye to the Center For Public Integrity, and debunks all the Halliburton nonsense. It was published 11/3, and referenced by David Brooks in the New York Times yesterday.I'm getting so slow here. Anyway, it's a bookmark.Watch as all that DNC/Hardball/Newsweek 'conventional wisdom' melts away. It's beautiful, like Spring.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566900687442731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26314729/posts/default/116566900687442731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johndjackson.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#116566900687442731' title='&quot;Fables of the Reconstruction&quot;'/><author><name>John</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
