<?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-45568858498335179</id><updated>2012-01-29T11:16:09.118-08:00</updated><category term='greeting'/><category term='exploring sound'/><category term='travel'/><category term='video art'/><category term='Live  Music'/><category term='movies art weird'/><category term='news of the world'/><category term='daddy guitars cigars'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='music'/><category term='Art'/><category term='year in preview'/><category term='&quot;deep thoughts&quot;'/><category term='Wise Man Lost at Market'/><title type='text'>Save Me From Dali!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/359399883/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/142/359399883_804be4241b_m.jpg" width="168" height="240" alt="museum save" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
everyone is conspiring to make me extremely successful</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-655368109476684848</id><published>2010-04-08T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:34:25.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the day your life will surely change.</title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe that it's 2010. I have so many computers in my house it makes me want to vomit. It's weird to look back. But here I am cooking food for superstar computer engineers and reaping some of the benefits. I still feel the art and music in my heart and soul but it's a little harder to get at even with all the great tools at my disposal. My path has to embrace discipline and focus . It's never easy to reach into the ether and pull out a relic from the muse , unless your aim is true.I just got a very nice tibetan singing bowl and it's beautiful oscillation make it all easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed. Now to give back a gift of thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-655368109476684848?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/655368109476684848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=655368109476684848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/655368109476684848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/655368109476684848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-is-day-your-life-will-surely.html' title='Today is the day your life will surely change.'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-6001496970737924922</id><published>2010-02-20T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T12:29:12.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>transition</title><content type='html'>It's been a real weird 6 months. I almost died. I moved and my art output is in flux. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be a good time to start here again, though the last time I only posted twice. Facebook tends to be easier but not really getting into anything. So , let's try this again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-6001496970737924922?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/6001496970737924922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=6001496970737924922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6001496970737924922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6001496970737924922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2010/02/transition.html' title='transition'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-5302373798469569593</id><published>2008-12-15T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:41:33.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle Again.</title><content type='html'>Well here it is almost a year later. I'm posting here and announcing my return to blogland. I've been working on music the last year and it's been fun and troubling. I have to be involved in music it's in the DNA. It took me away from writing but I hope to now balance the two. I've really missed spewing out nuggets here on blogger. So look for more in 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-5302373798469569593?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/5302373798469569593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=5302373798469569593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/5302373798469569593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/5302373798469569593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-in-saddle-again.html' title='Back in the Saddle Again.'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-4823616653165573923</id><published>2008-01-31T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T00:13:46.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a longtime since.................I stole the passion</title><content type='html'>It doesn't matter where you sleep&lt;br /&gt;it's where the first light finds you&lt;br /&gt;she asked you to remember a song&lt;br /&gt;but you only sang fragments of her melodies&lt;br /&gt;from this, you woke with beard long and eyes weary&lt;br /&gt;she asked, how can you fondle my lovely-sweet body&lt;br /&gt;when you won't let go of what you've been holding&lt;br /&gt;there is so little until you find nothing&lt;br /&gt;and so much when you've fallen down&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter where you sleep&lt;br /&gt;as long as it's near to your heart&lt;br /&gt;and it will find you closer than any lover&lt;br /&gt;she asked you to remember a song&lt;br /&gt;and you painted it on the canyon walls in a low rich voice&lt;br /&gt;it echoed back and you forgot  your own name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-4823616653165573923?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/4823616653165573923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=4823616653165573923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4823616653165573923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4823616653165573923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2008/01/been-longtime-sincei-stole-passion.html' title='Been a longtime since.................I stole the passion'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-7407951120587395546</id><published>2007-08-18T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T07:06:11.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RsbvwndHcTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/lm6_4r0fTM8/s1600-h/73709612_dde98a79a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RsbvwndHcTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/lm6_4r0fTM8/s400/73709612_dde98a79a0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100027246547530034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RsbvQXdHcSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/AhnL-8-JE0c/s1600-h/curr-milch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RsbvQXdHcSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/AhnL-8-JE0c/s400/curr-milch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100026692496748834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens to a modern iconoclast , in the same vein as Peckinpah and Welles, when even HBO won't let you get to the artful pursuits in your head? You go back to the future I guess. "John from Cincinnati"(JFC) wipes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no doubt David Milch is the cracked genius of the modern era of television. Noone else is creating such richly dense dialogue or taking so many chances at greatness. It's probably his myopic view of his creations that lead him to make such compelling tv for some and leave the majority of the audience in the dark. Television is suppose to placate the lower IQ range that way everyboby likes it. His last two HBO creations have had some truly monumental characters staining our imaginations( Al Swearengen of Deadwood and JFC's Bill Jacks). His genius creates blips of overly ornate mouthfuls of dialogue, laced with numerous cultural references and profanities bringing a spirit and intellect rarely seen on the small screen. Milch's indulgances in fuzzy logic in plotlines, glut of character arcs and self congratulatory demeanor  can leave most  people clicking the remote to more easily consumable television viewing. Deadwood seemed to die from it's &lt;br /&gt;inabilty to sustain it's own weight  ( budget and egos). John was just a little too weird and disjointedsome said just bad tv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel JFC was brilliant in it's exploration of spirituality, surfing and the ladder days of the American Empire. It may have been a little obtuse but no more than the extremely popular "lost". I feel that "lost" uses confusion and deception merely as a tool to keep the viewing audience coming back and watching the commercials. It's just a carrot, JFC is so much more. JFC was uses the confusion and non-linear jumps to creat cogintive dissidence, breaking the audience's trend of thought and opening them into another arena, perhaps spritual realm of thinking or being. This is a very common technique in spiritual orders to help clean the mind of the day to day and help create communion with the divine or other. Perhaps this is a little lofty for a television show to burden itself with. I guess that it is. John will soon be gone, I don't Butchie instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond all this Milch is now working on a cop show for HBO( he is under contract to develop television programming through 2008). So back to the future for the man who worked on "Hill Street Blues" and created "NYPD Blue". I'm sure it will be similar vein to Deadwood and JFC and feature some of the same actors. It would be great if it had Jim Beaver as a jaded police sergeant with early on set alzheimers, Garret Dillahunt and Brian Van Holt as partners who are detectives ,  Ed O'Neil as a reformed alcoholic, right wing mayor, Ian McShane as a racketeer who runs all the crime in the South part of the city and Paula Malcomson as super bitchy DA trying to clean up the city. I'm sure it will be something along these lines and very interesting as usual with lots of cuss words. I guess we will see soon. I look forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-7407951120587395546?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/7407951120587395546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=7407951120587395546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/7407951120587395546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/7407951120587395546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-to-future.html' title='Back to the Future'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RsbvwndHcTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/lm6_4r0fTM8/s72-c/73709612_dde98a79a0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-1643919206577193089</id><published>2007-08-18T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T06:04:34.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could this be Magic?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RsbuUXdHcRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Pek2zYVoU7c/s1600-h/1475725800_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RsbuUXdHcRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Pek2zYVoU7c/s400/1475725800_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100025661704597778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RsbuOHdHcQI/AAAAAAAAAI8/difz1mfUz74/s1600-h/756726029_697c96d5f6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RsbuOHdHcQI/AAAAAAAAAI8/difz1mfUz74/s400/756726029_697c96d5f6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100025554330415362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RsbuG3dHcPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/utBBG6kgB8Q/s1600-h/91dd_1_b.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RsbuG3dHcPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/utBBG6kgB8Q/s400/91dd_1_b.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100025429776363762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-1643919206577193089?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/1643919206577193089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=1643919206577193089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/1643919206577193089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/1643919206577193089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/08/could-this-be-magic.html' title='Could this be Magic?'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RsbuUXdHcRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Pek2zYVoU7c/s72-c/1475725800_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-5828342770340745889</id><published>2007-08-15T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T09:14:10.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 NFL Predictions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RsMmRg_2UvI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Cj5A5T9D9VU/s1600-h/45001_seahawks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RsMmRg_2UvI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Cj5A5T9D9VU/s400/45001_seahawks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098961285470900978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Predictions for NFL ( at a very casual glance) let's see how I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NFC East&lt;br /&gt;1. Dallas&lt;br /&gt;2. New York&lt;br /&gt;3. Philadelphia&lt;br /&gt;4. Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NFC North&lt;br /&gt;1. Chicago&lt;br /&gt;2. Minnesota&lt;br /&gt;3. Green Bay&lt;br /&gt;4. Detroit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NFC South&lt;br /&gt;1. New Orleans ( best record )&lt;br /&gt;2. Carolina&lt;br /&gt;3. Tampa Bay&lt;br /&gt;4. Atlanta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NFC West&lt;br /&gt;1. Seattle&lt;br /&gt;1. San Francisco (San Fran wins tiebreaker)&lt;br /&gt;3. Arizona&lt;br /&gt;4. St Louis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NFC Championship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saints vs. Seahawks-----------------&gt; Seahawks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFC East&lt;br /&gt;1. New England (tie best record, wins tie breaker )&lt;br /&gt;2. New York&lt;br /&gt;3. Miami&lt;br /&gt;4. Buffalo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFC North&lt;br /&gt;1. Cincinnati&lt;br /&gt;2. Baltimore&lt;br /&gt;3. Cleveland&lt;br /&gt;4. Pittsburgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFC South&lt;br /&gt;1. Indianapolis ( tie best record )&lt;br /&gt;2. Tennessee&lt;br /&gt;3. Jacksonville&lt;br /&gt;4. Houston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFC West&lt;br /&gt;1. San Diego&lt;br /&gt;2. Oakland&lt;br /&gt;3. Kansas City&lt;br /&gt;4. Denver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFC Championship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indy vs. Patriots ----------------&gt; Patriots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superbowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patriots vs. Seahawks  ------------&gt; Patriots&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-5828342770340745889?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/5828342770340745889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=5828342770340745889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/5828342770340745889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/814938833/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1182/814938833_e6fdfe46fa.jpg" width="500" height="281" alt="meet_me_on_the............" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-7954493045264267629?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/7954493045264267629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=7954493045264267629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/7954493045264267629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rm7PdP-e_sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xjtsjw3TKwU/s400/rg0906_Nship_narrowweb__300x462,0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075221931504893634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been away for far too long, allergies have led to much physical discomfort. I promise to get back in the game this week.&lt;br /&gt;I have some more thougts on salad dressings and some music reviews.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-3942910078723105157?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/3942910078723105157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=3942910078723105157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3942910078723105157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3942910078723105157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/06/mia.html' title='M.I.A.'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rm7PdP-e_sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xjtsjw3TKwU/s72-c/rg0906_Nship_narrowweb__300x462,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-2508092152529897874</id><published>2007-05-31T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T19:54:13.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salad Anybody?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rl-Gt7BfOUI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rG6z6c4wGDQ/s1600-h/1vinaigrette0905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rl-Gt7BfOUI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rG6z6c4wGDQ/s400/1vinaigrette0905.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070919828938635586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is always asking me about salad dressings. People seem to like the ones  &lt;br /&gt;that I make.  I'm almost always in favor of making your own, they taste better and they are really easy to make. There are just a few concepts to keep in mind and you too can soon be a master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost there are the vinaigrettes. You might ask, what is a vinaigrette?&lt;br /&gt;Well. A vinaigrette is an emulsion, which means basically "a suspension or dispersion of one liquid into another, the two liquids being mutually insoluble." You know like oil and water. They never truly mix. A vinaigrette is vinegar suspended in oil . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vinaigrette can be as simple as oil and vinegar. This is a great way to dress a salad. You can choose your level of acidity by the amount and choice of vinegar. I'm always a fan of using great ingredients as components in your mixture. So spend some money on a quality oil ( I like an extra virgin olive oil or flax seed oil) and a decent vinegar( I like a nice balsamic). It doesn't take a great deal of ingredient to dress a salad. So what ever you spend will continue flavor your salad for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just start by creating a simple vinaigrette. It is easy to make and it's the building block to many different and exciting flavor choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you will need is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive Oil ( extra virgin is preferred)&lt;br /&gt;Vinegar ( your choice)&lt;br /&gt;Mustard ( dijon preferred)&lt;br /&gt;Salt and pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place tablespoon of mustard and half cup of vinegar into a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whisk in a 3/4 cup of oil, add salt and pepper to your taste. A pinch of each will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This will create a simple vinaigrette that will be temporarily emulsified and separate shortly afterwards. You can add herbs, spices, honey, garlic onions, anchovies, lemon juice. It's good and good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time out we'll grab the Cuisinart or blender and make a more permanent emulsion with some more ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember life is too short to eat bad food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-2508092152529897874?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/2508092152529897874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=2508092152529897874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/2508092152529897874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/2508092152529897874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/05/salad-anybody.html' title='Salad Anybody?'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rl-Gt7BfOUI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rG6z6c4wGDQ/s72-c/1vinaigrette0905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-2670589330993045580</id><published>2007-05-29T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T19:40:15.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hope in a new dark age</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dNVuzSv2UdI"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dNVuzSv2UdI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-2670589330993045580?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/2670589330993045580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=2670589330993045580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/2670589330993045580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/2670589330993045580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/05/hope-in-new-dark-age.html' title='hope in a new dark age'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-252051169016161039</id><published>2007-05-23T05:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T05:01:30.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music of the Spheres</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RlQtA7BfOTI/AAAAAAAAAIU/W8F74B8U1hE/s1600-h/image94.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RlQtA7BfOTI/AAAAAAAAAIU/W8F74B8U1hE/s400/image94.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067724974565833010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Many say that life entered the human body by the help of music, but the truth is that life itself is music'. Hafiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-252051169016161039?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/252051169016161039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=252051169016161039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/252051169016161039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/252051169016161039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/05/music-of-spheres.html' title='Music of the Spheres'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RlQtA7BfOTI/AAAAAAAAAIU/W8F74B8U1hE/s72-c/image94.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-8716068025418130830</id><published>2007-05-21T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T04:09:07.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>overstuffed</title><content type='html'>Most men, no matter how well or badly dressed, carry overstuffed, beat up wallets that should have been replaced years ago. Why is that? Every time I see a guy take out a wallet anywhere, it looks like a piece of old melted chocolate cake-with strings. &lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Carroll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/505058567/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/226/505058567_12101f7f37.jpg" width="500" height="281" alt="stuffed" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-8716068025418130830?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/8716068025418130830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=8716068025418130830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8716068025418130830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8716068025418130830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/05/overstuffed.html' title='overstuffed'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/226/505058567_12101f7f37_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-3305142714780072905</id><published>2007-05-19T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T16:47:30.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marlon Brando: It's Alive!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/505057471/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/205/505057471_ec9e2a01e0.jpg" width="500" height="281" alt="court yard" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps Brando is not dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-3305142714780072905?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/3305142714780072905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=3305142714780072905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3305142714780072905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3305142714780072905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/05/marlon-brando-its-alive.html' title='Marlon Brando: It&apos;s Alive!!!'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/205/505057471_ec9e2a01e0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-7810493866671439912</id><published>2007-05-19T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T17:01:56.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roger Wilco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rk8m1LBfOSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/WBGzCbHGh8A/s1600-h/Wilco13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rk8m1LBfOSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/WBGzCbHGh8A/s400/Wilco13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066310800749050146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been meaning to do this for sometime. The new Wilco record "Sky Blue Sky" is amazing. A friend lent me an advanced copy a while ago and I've listened to it about 50 times. It consumed me in a time of many great releases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilco has never been a favorite of mine. There were always songs that I enjoyed but nothing to keep me that interested. I always preferred what solo folk guitar stuff Jeff Tweedy did. Last year or a little over a year ago. I watched the "Burn to Shine: Chicago" DVD that had a very sublime live Wilco performance in a house that was about to be demolished. It really impressed me. I then went on to borrow their live CD "Kicking Television" which I liked as well. I think it may have to do with the fact , the band had added one of my favorite guitar players, Nels Cline. I haved seen him in many ensembles. He simply oozes great music from his pores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sky Blue Sky"is a heartfelt and deeply personal album, you can tell from Tweedy's lyrics and the music perfectly matches his mood and tone.I have no idea how they recorded this but it sounds live and organic. It has great part writing that mesh together to  unvail an amazing conversation between some talented and empathetic musicians, It echo past great bands like The Band, the Grateful Dead and the Beatles on "Let it Be". The record goes beyond the hipster pop of "Yankee Hotel Foxtrot " and has better songs and more catchy pop hooks than "a ghost is born". This is a very mature and developed sounding record. I might even say classic. I guess, I just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thin k this version of Wilco is the best yet. They seem happy, productive and creative. I can't wait to see them in concert. Hopefully this is just a beginning and we can look forward to plenty of great music. Buy it you will like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-7810493866671439912?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/7810493866671439912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=7810493866671439912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/7810493866671439912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/7810493866671439912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/05/roger-wilco.html' title='Roger Wilco'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rk8m1LBfOSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/WBGzCbHGh8A/s72-c/Wilco13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-4728405566759604301</id><published>2007-05-18T07:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T08:10:28.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Condiments are your Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rk27j7BfOQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ojLNDHJz5YQ/s1600-h/91126-35med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rk27j7BfOQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ojLNDHJz5YQ/s400/91126-35med.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065911381675424002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of making the broth, I have been cooking professionally for over 25 years. I've decided that this would be a great place to pass on tips . People are continually calling  or asking me about this or that and I'm always glad to share a few secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's installment is about making condiments your friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to my assistant Dan yesterday about making Spanish Rice , which oddly I had never made. I was in the n middle of making it and admitted to having never made it before. He said it looked right and then began talking about how his dad made it by pouring salsa in the rice and Voila!! - Spanish Rice. He continued to tell me about other condiment and other prepared food cooking solutions his dad used in the kitchen. He sort of said it like it was a dirty secret. I looked straight at him and said, "Condiments are your friends".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A condiment is a food (normally strongly flavored) that is added in small quantities “at the table” to a major dish “to the eater’s taste”.&lt;br /&gt;Most condiments are so highly flavored (e.g. salt) that they are normally not eaten by themselves but only as an addition to some other food.&lt;br /&gt;Condiments do not form a natural category like herbs, but instead are part of a functional category which means that that the notion of a "condiment" depends on how it functions. For example, Sauerkraut is a food that can be served as a side-dish. However in the context of a hot-dog stand sauerkraut becomes a condiment. Sauerkraut is not inherently a condiment - it only becomes one in the context of buying a sausage in a bun with some pickled cabbage, and seemingly no where else.&lt;br /&gt;There are many deviations to the above definition – a kitchen may add condiments before the food is served, or a condiment like mayonnaise with little flavor other than fat is popular with Belgians who like to add it to French fries. - Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About week earlier, Joel one of the guys I cook for at work asked me, "What is the king of condiments?" At the time, I said ketchup. He was surprised. Mustard was his &lt;br /&gt;side of choice. In context of the above wikipedia definition, I believe salt is king of condiments, closely followed by sugar and then pepper. I think most of us see condiments as mustard, ketchup, salsa, mayonnaise, etc. And Yes, I still see ketchup as being the king. It is great on fries of all types( I share the love of mayo on fries with the Belgians and also like vinegar like the Brits), works well in making Phad Thai, will fix a soup, great on a burger, I liked it on roast beef as a child, works in some salads and salad dressings, to name a few things. Ketchup is salty and sweet. Two things humans really seem to like. It also is a bit sour from the vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;The very popular Heinz 57 is rumored to contain beef blood, "a natural flavoring". I guess that's what makes it so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my main point of this little piece is to show that condiments as well as being great flavors to add at the table are great concentrated flavor solutions in the kitchen. The three big guns mayo, mustard and ketchup get a lot of use for sure. Salsa is quickly finding it's way passed those three and there are a myriad of compotes, concoctions and flavor packets I use regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condiments are not cheating . You don't have to hide them in brown paper bags. You don't have to sneak them into recipes when no one is looking. Embrace the condiment in cooking, they are extremely helpful. I'm a big  fan of Worcestershire and soy sauce. They are both ways of adding salty goodness.  Sweet-Garlic Chili sauce is my favorite. There are also great recipes to make most of these items for scratch if you are so inclined. The web is the home to many recipes some wonderful and others ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fear condiments and remember life is too short to cook shitty food. Take some time and make yourself something good to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW- Bobby Flay eat my shit, I've made a nice roasted chili pepper compote to accent and compliment it's earthy flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rk27vbBfORI/AAAAAAAAAIE/M1ppFefxOQk/s1600-h/flay050106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rk27vbBfORI/AAAAAAAAAIE/M1ppFefxOQk/s200/flay050106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065911579243919634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-4728405566759604301?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4728405566759604301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4728405566759604301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/05/condiments-are-your-friends.html' title='Condiments are your Friends'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rk27j7BfOQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ojLNDHJz5YQ/s72-c/91126-35med.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-4994297735778306989</id><published>2007-05-17T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T07:53:23.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>money money money</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RkxsJLBfOOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tZNALO2j0og/s1600-h/story_of_money.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RkxsJLBfOOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tZNALO2j0og/s320/story_of_money.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065542585718618338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is not in the mere possession of money; it lies in the joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          Franklin D Roosevelt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-4994297735778306989?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/4994297735778306989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=4994297735778306989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4994297735778306989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4994297735778306989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/05/money-money-money.html' title='money money money'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RkxsJLBfOOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tZNALO2j0og/s72-c/story_of_money.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-8140194750987083084</id><published>2007-05-16T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T09:10:32.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling empty, good empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/487426589/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/206/487426589_e1f6a77e2e.jpg" width="500" height="281" alt="sand2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In the world I fill up a place, which may be better supplied when I have made it empty”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-8140194750987083084?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/8140194750987083084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=8140194750987083084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8140194750987083084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8140194750987083084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/05/feeling-empty-good-empty.html' title='feeling empty, good empty'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/206/487426589_e1f6a77e2e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-4620195741336877000</id><published>2007-05-16T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T08:09:22.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive Vibrations!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rkslt7BfONI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XFN-bF2Z0S0/s1600-h/illpop071.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rkslt7BfONI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XFN-bF2Z0S0/s320/illpop071.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065183676776528082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a little bad attitude and motivation problem for a while. I've felt a littled stalled in life and unable to make change. I was talking with Heather a lot on the phone and she suggested reading a book . The book was "The Sucess Principles" - Jack Canfield. Jack is the author of "Chicken Soup for the Soul". Just looking at the book or the mention of it made we feel queasy. I'm a jaded middle aged man with a chip on his shoulder and this was some weird posivite smile fest with lots of hugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I resisted the idea for about a month, I guess. Heather visited a weekend ago and suggested that I just have a peak at her copy of the book. I did and it was much like what I thought it would be. My reaction was much as I expected but then I read one inspiration story that was in the book. I don't recall the exact story now but it described me and how that person had given into Jack's system and suceeded at a high level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at that moment I decided fuck it. I have nothing to lose and everything to gain by reading the book. I have certainly made a lot of great change in my life in the last couple of years. Why not focus my mind on sucess and positive attitude? I bought the book a couple days later and fought through the first couple chapters, my bullshit meter on high. It was shortly after  that moment it changed or I changed, things changed. I decide to dedicate myself to reading the WHOLE book and then going back to the beginning and doing ALL the exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that time things have gotten better or how I perceive them has gotten  better. I can't say that everything has improved, in fact some stuff has gotten worse in my life.  However, I do have a better attitude and a commitment to working towards contentment and happiness in myself and my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Heather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of all thank me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-4620195741336877000?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/4620195741336877000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=4620195741336877000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4620195741336877000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4620195741336877000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/05/positive-vibrations.html' title='Positive Vibrations!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rkslt7BfONI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XFN-bF2Z0S0/s72-c/illpop071.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-7697853657652367449</id><published>2007-05-14T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T09:03:06.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok computer - arrogant computer companies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RkhqAZIFz5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/XAwZVgleyBM/s1600-h/HELPentercompressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RkhqAZIFz5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/XAwZVgleyBM/s400/HELPentercompressed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064414335955488658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It occurs to me that maybe people should steal computer software. It would certainly be very Thoreau-like to give the finger to the developers from your very own virtual Walden. It can be extremely frustrating trying to getting things done when it feels like the computer companies are more concerned only with entertaining themselves and lining their pockets with your gold pieces . The industry seems a little self absorbed and down right arrogant. Where else would such poorly crafted product be allowed to ship ? Where else would the pricing structures be so arbetrary? Where else would the product support be so lacking and condscending ?   Where else would there be such arrogant, self absorbed design ? Why should I pay real money for a real tool when it will be rendered obsolete with in two years? If this existed in any other industry they would be out of business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computers have certainly made life a lot different for all of us. Sometimes this is a good thing and at other times bad. I just wish we weren't held hostage so much by the computers companies and required to pay them to be beta testers. Obviously I could not convey this message here without the use of a computer but that doesn't mean we should have to be tortured to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up and start thinking about your customers. Give them not what you think they need , but what they need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-7697853657652367449?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/7697853657652367449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=7697853657652367449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/7697853657652367449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/7697853657652367449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/05/ok-computer-arrogant-computer-companies.html' title='ok computer - arrogant computer companies'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RkhqAZIFz5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/XAwZVgleyBM/s72-c/HELPentercompressed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-6869103528909887191</id><published>2007-05-10T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T20:11:39.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>think again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RkPe2ZIFz4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/WhaIn5YLyzU/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RkPe2ZIFz4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/WhaIn5YLyzU/s400/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063135432133693314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-6869103528909887191?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/6869103528909887191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=6869103528909887191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6869103528909887191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6869103528909887191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/05/think-again.html' title='think again'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RkPe2ZIFz4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/WhaIn5YLyzU/s72-c/Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-3612318868550476392</id><published>2007-05-10T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T19:25:34.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the road to aw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RkPVb5IFz3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/FiMfKE2Rgy4/s1600-h/fountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RkPVb5IFz3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/FiMfKE2Rgy4/s400/fountain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063125081262509938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited that next week "The Fountain" comes to DVD. This movie is Darren Aronofsky's answer to the "Matrix". He felt that that movie had completely redefined the sci-fi film and this is his forray into that brave new world. I would say it's another masterpiece much like his "reqieum for a dream", a dark poetic piece about addiction(s). It is beautiful, emotionally charged, intelligent and even spiritual movie. It's much like one of the masters paintings that unfolds like a lotus flower over two delightful hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad Pitt and Cate Blanchett left this production as it crumbled in Australia. They went on to join the blockbuster "Babel", a movie that is hard for me to watch. It still sits on my coffee table in it's Netflix envelope. Aronofsky on the otherhand downscaled his production, rejoined his reqieum and pi production team and picked up his wife Rachel Weisz and Hugh Jackman on the cheap(before they both blew up as movie stars) and opted for organic special effects over digtal. The combination is a winner. It's funny how adversity can lead us to were we really need to be in life. This movie is really special(I saw it twice the first weekend), it would be hard to be any different than the way it came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's released on Tuesday. Watch it.You'll enjoy it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-3612318868550476392?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/3612318868550476392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=3612318868550476392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3612318868550476392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3612318868550476392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/05/road-to-aw.html' title='the road to aw'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RkPVb5IFz3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/FiMfKE2Rgy4/s72-c/fountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-8800939073374637094</id><published>2007-05-04T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T22:38:35.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....to victory.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RjtFQpIFz2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/wRTMZWf17u4/s1600-h/v04239A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RjtFQpIFz2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/wRTMZWf17u4/s400/v04239A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060714758500896610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta have presence on the court. Presence like a cheetah rather than a chimp. Sure, they both got it, but Chimpy gotta jump his nuts around to get it. The shy cheetah moves with total nonchalance, stickin' it to them in his sexy, slow strut. Me? I play like a cheetah.  -  Jim Carroll&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a fan of NBA Basketball though more casually, as of late. The current league seems lame, there just isn't very interesting games. The players seem to lack skills and sucessful team dynamics are usually tied to defense and not the art of ball movement, which is far more interesting to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still with all that is lacking for me in the game. I will always watch the playoffs. I remember once running out during half-time to buy a television when the tube went out on mine. It was worth it to see Alonzo Mourning, Larry Johnson Kendall Gill and Spudd Webb of the Charlotte Hornets pig pile at center court with their first playoff series victory. It's these moments where, we experience real human emotions in spite of all the corporate sponsors and hype that is what keeps our interest. Last years games had some very special moments and series. The ragtag misfits of the Miami Heat were fun to watch winning it all. Steve Nash and the Suns dramatic style was also a delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I wasn't that excited about the playoffs but I  have cable so I am able to watch casually.  I knew that i would probably watch Steve Nash and the Suns because they are fun to watch. I knew much of the East would only garner Sportcenter highlight interest. The surprise was how much fun the Dallas-Golden state series would be. I had seen the Warriors during the regular season, the only game I went to in person. They looked like a bad college team. In fact the Sonics beat them. This was the Warriors pre-trade. Yet they  squeaked into the playoffs with a victory over Portland. Clinching the 8th seed just barely. How good could a series between them and the Mavericks who won 67 games.? Evidently real good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subplot between the Warriors and Dallas is intriguing. The Mavericks were built by Don Nelson . He is currently the mad genius at the helm of the Warriors. He had retired from  coaching after conflict with controversial Mavericks owner Mark Cuban. The staff( including Nelson's son Donny) and the team are all a part of the Nelson creation . Nelson left because of Cuban's hands on ownership and a  dispute over financial compensation . Cuban had in fact accused Nelson lacking the desire to win at all cost because he refused to play his star player when he was injured . He feared it may cause career ending damage to the player's knee. He used money to snub and force Nelson out of the orgainzation.What could fate bring more dramatically interesting than the creator pitted against his creation and a taste for vengeance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to cut to the chase the Warriors won against the Mavericks in Oakland last night. The series was emotional, exciting and well fought and yet Nelson held the magic in his hands. The Warriors succeeded against all odds; the great team, unorthodox style the pundits said could not win, injuries, lapses in concentration, etc. They were the underdog, expected by few to win and yet they were the victors. We humans love this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I was taken by them and their fans who's shirts  a sea of yellow read "WE BELIEVE". Isn't that the power of getting behind the underdog? Isn't that why we are drawn to it's energy? In our hearts, we all want to believe and have it be the outcome  we desire in our lives despite of hard cold facts to the contrary. The story goes back a long ways, remember David and Goliath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIVA THE UNDERDOG!!!!!!!! It gives us all a little faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-8800939073374637094?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/8800939073374637094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=8800939073374637094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8800939073374637094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8800939073374637094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-victory.html' title='....to victory.....'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RjtFQpIFz2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/wRTMZWf17u4/s72-c/v04239A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-10984610246845165</id><published>2007-04-29T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T23:45:11.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H.O.T.( House of tarab)</title><content type='html'>I just spent last night recording and videotaping House of Tarab ( a Middle Eastern musical ensemble) with my colleagues Serge and Grayson. It was a fairly joyful evening.  I have posted some photos at my flickr account, check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/476983504/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/197/476983504_e3e704b58d_b.jpg" width="1024" height="576" alt="belly dancer doing a backbend" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-10984610246845165?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/10984610246845165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=10984610246845165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/10984610246845165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/10984610246845165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/04/hot-house-of-tarab.html' title='H.O.T.( House of tarab)'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/197/476983504_e3e704b58d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-6567209389726506066</id><published>2007-04-27T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T07:31:27.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on second thought</title><content type='html'>Maybe I'm better with an edge, maybe a little bitchin' makes it alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's certainly enough things in this world to get pissed at. The important thing is a dedication to changing those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up and live! Here's to piss and vinegar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover your Wheaties I feel a whiz coming on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/470211174/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/201/470211174_90f5e7b938.jpg" width="500" height="281" alt="report card" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-6567209389726506066?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/6567209389726506066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=6567209389726506066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6567209389726506066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6567209389726506066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/04/on-second-thought.html' title='on second thought'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/201/470211174_90f5e7b938_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-5087370312170196519</id><published>2007-04-25T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T09:33:40.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TLF (the Terrance Liberation Front)</title><content type='html'>Why, when God's world is so big,&lt;br /&gt;did you fall asleep in a prison&lt;br /&gt;of all places? &lt;br /&gt;Rumi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/470229773/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/200/470229773_ea01be83fa.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="master locker" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to blog unsucessfully  for about the last week. Each time that I attemt to post, I find my words full of negativity and I delete them before they can enter the ether. It feels like I'm jailed in my own bad attitude. I really hope if I persist with my attempts that I will escape and embrace the beauty of experience again . Life is way too short to just bitch. Let me free, let me free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-5087370312170196519?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/5087370312170196519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=5087370312170196519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/5087370312170196519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/5087370312170196519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-when-gods-world-is-so-big-did-you.html' title='TLF (the Terrance Liberation Front)'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/200/470229773_ea01be83fa_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-1064195453419238712</id><published>2007-04-23T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T11:22:34.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spiritual Dimensions of Psychology</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Riz5RvoiOwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/nTm8uTPAODY/s1600-h/L1000685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Riz5RvoiOwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/nTm8uTPAODY/s400/L1000685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056690564869798658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "The best thing is not to hate anyone, only to love. That is the only way out of it. As soon as you have forgiven those whom you hate, you have gotten rid of them. Then you have no reason to hate them; you just forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazrat Inayat Khan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-1064195453419238712?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/1064195453419238712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=1064195453419238712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/1064195453419238712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/1064195453419238712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/04/spiritual-dimensions-of-psychology.html' title='The Spiritual Dimensions of Psychology'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Riz5RvoiOwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/nTm8uTPAODY/s72-c/L1000685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-3852119823773356441</id><published>2007-04-20T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T21:03:27.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>enjoy the silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/42193574/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/24/42193574_c5bb010bfe.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="fog of war" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt.&lt;br /&gt;Abraham Lincoln&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-3852119823773356441?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/3852119823773356441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=3852119823773356441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3852119823773356441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3852119823773356441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/04/enjoy-silence.html' title='enjoy the silence'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/24/42193574_c5bb010bfe_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-5742227080290297795</id><published>2007-04-18T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T12:19:36.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sense of doubt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/464292720/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/200/464292720_b6e62e84d0.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="table top abstract" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To believe with certainty we must begin with doubting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stanisław_Leszczyński"&gt;Stanislaw Leszczynski&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-5742227080290297795?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/5742227080290297795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=5742227080290297795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/5742227080290297795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/5742227080290297795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-believe-with-certainty-we-must-begin.html' title='sense of doubt'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/200/464292720_b6e62e84d0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-867519363421493876</id><published>2007-04-17T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T09:43:26.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>morning dew</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/456655397/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/243/456655397_c8f1581984.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="morning dew" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A warrior acts as if he knows what he is doing, when in effect he knows nothing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARLOS CASTANEDA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-867519363421493876?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/867519363421493876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=867519363421493876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/867519363421493876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/867519363421493876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/04/morning-dew.html' title='morning dew'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/243/456655397_c8f1581984_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-390792545668146730</id><published>2007-04-10T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T05:32:43.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drums &amp; Guns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RhxhOgY6gpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/h4a7T0Fb9eg/s1600-h/600px-Low-DrumsAndGuns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RhxhOgY6gpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/h4a7T0Fb9eg/s400/600px-Low-DrumsAndGuns.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052019783843349138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start post by saying that I am delighted with many of the new musical releases this year. So far, it has been great and there look to be many more. I have hope again for the recording arts . Modest Mouse and  !!! have put out good records and Wilco looks to be poised with one, as well. Hope is here for a jaded old fuck like myself and that is an essence rare, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main point of this post is telling you all about the new &lt;a href="http://http://www.chairkickers.com/"&gt;Low&lt;/a&gt; record. It's called "Drums and Guns" and it delights me. I have had a very love hate relationship with this ensemble. I found last years outing terrible and have hated their live show more than once over the years, but this new CD is a pleasure. It is textural and slow moving, kind of like watching the paint dry but hypnotic. It'll suck you in and slay you.  The paper packaging is very nice, a work of art in it's own right. I won't bug you with excessive verbiage, just try it. I think you might like it. I certainly did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-390792545668146730?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/390792545668146730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=390792545668146730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/390792545668146730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/390792545668146730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/04/drums-guns.html' title='Drums &amp; Guns'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RhxhOgY6gpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/h4a7T0Fb9eg/s72-c/600px-Low-DrumsAndGuns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-128569398567805783</id><published>2007-04-09T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T19:37:41.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thaiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/451310789/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/242/451310789_fc920590dd.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Thaiku Decoration" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am certainly a lover of the Thai dish, Phad See Iew(Pan-fried wide rice noodles with egg in soy sauce , broccoli and your choice of meat). I like it with chicken. I find it far more fulfilling than Phad Thai. The wide noodles are a flavor sponge for the sweet soy sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I stumbled across thaiku in old Ballard. They have great decor, courteous service and really good Phad See Iew.They make a simple version with just noodles, meat, sauce, egg, wide noodles and sliced Chinese Broccoli. It is perfection amongst many mediocre Phad See Iew. You should try it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-128569398567805783?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.thaiku.com/' title='thaiku'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/128569398567805783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=128569398567805783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/128569398567805783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/128569398567805783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/04/phad-see-iew.html' title='thaiku'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/242/451310789_fc920590dd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-4215342014792123409</id><published>2007-04-09T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T19:00:21.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new day rising</title><content type='html'>Awhile ago, I reported that my new Leica Camera had had an unforunate accident. It made me quite sad. I'm happy to report that it is now working again. The nice people at Leica fixed it without a charge , other than shipping it to them.I can now take photographs with the little camera that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/449739651/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/198/449739651_fe7d7b9b7a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="monorail EMP 1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-4215342014792123409?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/4215342014792123409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=4215342014792123409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4215342014792123409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4215342014792123409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-day-rising.html' title='new day rising'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/198/449739651_fe7d7b9b7a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-8418896865990360059</id><published>2007-03-31T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T08:32:03.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucinda more Neil than Norah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rg5zWGjYDnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VrXMpToyQlE/s1600-h/Lucinda_0508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rg5zWGjYDnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VrXMpToyQlE/s320/Lucinda_0508.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048099055882210930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the journey to Nashville this weekend to see two of my special ladies. Heather, who I have written about before in this very blog  and Lucinda Williams, one of my favorite singers.I'll be mostly writing about Lucinda here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to start with I was a little worried about the show because her new album has really got me yet. Usually her music seeps into my consciousness and really fucks with me. She has a way with her simple songs and emotional poetry. Her Band and guitarist Doug Pettibone are the perfect scenery for her tales of human wreckage and redemption. The new album &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/West-Lucinda-Williams/dp/B000LXHGFI/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/104-3526725-2425544?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;qid=1175319400&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;"West"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is sort of flat. I can tell there are good songs  but it seems the edges have been sanded off. It seems like the album has been produced to give that sort of flat Norah &lt;br /&gt;Jones or later Bonnie Raitt polished sound. It makes sense, people got mouths to feed, got to make the money but does it serve the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Heather and myself had great seats way down front in the already intimate &lt;a href="http://www.ryman.com/"&gt;Ryman Auditorium&lt;/a&gt;. It was such a great thrill to see Lucinda in her old hometown in the mothership  of country music. The show was amazing. The crowd was a happy bunch and it made Lucinda and the band really relaxed and happy. They played plenty of old favorites and tried many of the new songs. They played for a couple hours and yet it seemed way too short. It could have gone all night as far as I'm concerned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the main point of my blog is that after the show thinking back to the new songs, I liked them all much better live because they were more real. Lucinda is real, her voice cracks, she dances awkwardly, has truckstop hair and looks like the road has been a long one. The band are real guys too. They are normal looking guys who could be playing in any bar across America. Yet they are on stage at the Ryman creating a beautiful, dirty and fragile sound that is very special.  Lucinda and her band remind me so much of the special bond that Neil Young has with Crazy Horse. Seventies Rolling Stones also comes to mind. It's warts and all but it touches you real deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Lucinda. We know you are more Neil than Norah. For your next record give us &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Real Live Bleeding Fingers And Broken Guitar Strings&lt;/span&gt; that's why we love you so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-8418896865990360059?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/8418896865990360059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=8418896865990360059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8418896865990360059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8418896865990360059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/03/lucinda-more-neil-than-norah.html' title='Lucinda more Neil than Norah'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rg5zWGjYDnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VrXMpToyQlE/s72-c/Lucinda_0508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-8354739359196423756</id><published>2007-02-19T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:21:26.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be back in Nashville Again</title><content type='html'>Just a few more days and I'll be traveling to lovely Nashville to see my lady. If you would had told me that I would travel to Nashville three times in 2 months, I would have told you that you were crazy.Here I go again, I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rdolpozvd2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/IqXW0xaT8Mo/s1600-h/nashville.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rdolpozvd2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/IqXW0xaT8Mo/s320/nashville.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033376930799253346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rdolp4zvd3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/flwh-NdFeWI/s1600-h/ryman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rdolp4zvd3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/flwh-NdFeWI/s320/ryman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033376935094220658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rdolp4zvd4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/PPCdlCgsXkw/s1600-h/skyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rdolp4zvd4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/PPCdlCgsXkw/s320/skyline.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033376935094220674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-8354739359196423756?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/8354739359196423756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=8354739359196423756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8354739359196423756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8354739359196423756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/02/ill-be-back-in-nashville-again.html' title='I&apos;ll be back in Nashville Again'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Rdolpozvd2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/IqXW0xaT8Mo/s72-c/nashville.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-7317835374458306899</id><published>2007-02-18T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T05:23:36.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things go wrong, things break</title><content type='html'>The last week has been a little trying for me. I've been sick for week. Things having been breaking left and right in my life.Yesterday it came to a head. I took a fall at the park while enjoying an amazing Seattle winter day. It banged me up pretty good and I broke my new camera. It sucked. I melted down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that I have remembered todaywith a clearer perspective is that life is pretty good . Inspite of the complications and set backs,  life is pretty nice. Things go wrong and things break, it's a part of things just like nice sunny days and our finer moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/394832702/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/162/394832702_e370e0cbe9.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="blue sky" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-7317835374458306899?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/7317835374458306899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=7317835374458306899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/7317835374458306899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/7317835374458306899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/02/things-go-wrong-things-break.html' title='Things go wrong, things break'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/162/394832702_e370e0cbe9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-8018611123324558259</id><published>2007-02-12T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T05:53:38.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to make you feel better</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RdBwwozvdyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1nygbZ8LioA/s1600-h/takethat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RdBwwozvdyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1nygbZ8LioA/s400/takethat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030644764663314210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was recently posted at &lt;a href="http://brainsturbator.com/"&gt;brainsturbator.com&lt;/a&gt;. It's a very thought provoking website with lots of interesting articles and a huge reference archive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-8018611123324558259?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/8018611123324558259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=8018611123324558259' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8018611123324558259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8018611123324558259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/02/something-to-make-you-feel-better.html' title='Something to make you feel better'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RdBwwozvdyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1nygbZ8LioA/s72-c/takethat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-1434331206712215777</id><published>2007-02-05T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T04:04:58.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/380008045/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/133/380008045_59d25ff303.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="dark tree" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost in this confusion&lt;br /&gt;is this love or just illusion?&lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter, we all find something either way&lt;br /&gt;there's me and then there's you&lt;br /&gt;let's just hope that it will do&lt;br /&gt;because it never really worked the other way&lt;br /&gt;there's silence in the one&lt;br /&gt;but many voices in the myriad &lt;br /&gt;of Christmas card decorations&lt;br /&gt;we're all in this together&lt;br /&gt;you're never alone&lt;br /&gt;it just feels that way&lt;br /&gt;take a chance on me&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a chance on you&lt;br /&gt;hope for the best&lt;br /&gt;and live the rest&lt;br /&gt;it'll never be puppy dogs and rainbows&lt;br /&gt;but we may just get there any way&lt;br /&gt;we won't have matching bathrobes&lt;br /&gt;or pleasant dispositions &lt;br /&gt;we'll be watching too much television&lt;br /&gt;swearing like sailors&lt;br /&gt;not drinking or smoking&lt;br /&gt;just teas, candy and lots of sushi&lt;br /&gt;living on the loving&lt;br /&gt;just here and now&lt;br /&gt;were we can manage&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow is a child&lt;br /&gt;that will take care of itself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-1434331206712215777?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/1434331206712215777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=1434331206712215777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/1434331206712215777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/1434331206712215777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/02/for-now.html' title='For Now'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/133/380008045_59d25ff303_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-5817320777390190224</id><published>2007-02-04T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T19:02:02.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear of Music: My Top Ten of almost Rock Albums</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RcaZJBryMlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/c8UD10gNnIM/s1600-h/theads_fear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RcaZJBryMlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/c8UD10gNnIM/s400/theads_fear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027874414355690066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my top ten albums that influence my life. I've never really been a straight rock guy. I usually like an art damaged album that rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Fear of music - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Talking_Heads"&gt;talking  heads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Before and after science - &lt;a href="http://www.enoweb.co.uk/"&gt;Brian Eno&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Starfish - &lt;a href="http://http://www.thechurchband.com/"&gt;The Church&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Hail to the Thief - &lt;a href="http://www.radiohead.com/"&gt;radiohead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.///CODENAME:dustsucker - &lt;a href="http://www.barkpsychosis.com/"&gt;Bark Psychosis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Roseland NYC Live - &lt;a href="http://www.portishead.co.uk/"&gt;Portishead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.entertainment - &lt;a href="http://www.gangoffour.us/"&gt;Gang of 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Melody of Certain Damaged Lemons - &lt;a href="http://www.blonde-redhead.com/index2.html"&gt;Blonde Redhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Surfer Rosa -  &lt;a href="http://www.ilovepixies.com/"&gt;The Pixies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Repeater - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fugazi_(band)"&gt;fugazi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-5817320777390190224?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/5817320777390190224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=5817320777390190224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/5817320777390190224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/5817320777390190224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/02/fear-of-music-my-top-ten-of-almost-rock.html' title='Fear of Music: My Top Ten of almost Rock Albums'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RcaZJBryMlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/c8UD10gNnIM/s72-c/theads_fear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-3751795751992944588</id><published>2007-01-31T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T19:07:10.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Seattle</title><content type='html'>I've been traveling alot lately. The last month is a blur. I'm hoping to get my wits about me over the next couple of weeks so I can get back out there in the mix.Until then, my own bed feels real good .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/370323824/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/126/370323824_d532925dcd.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="getting to bna" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-3751795751992944588?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/3751795751992944588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=3751795751992944588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3751795751992944588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3751795751992944588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-in-seattle.html' title='Back in Seattle'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/126/370323824_d532925dcd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-4289344564463685328</id><published>2007-01-23T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T13:59:06.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>greetings from green mountains</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/367340678/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/104/367340678_52a72b96d7.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="vermont farm" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-4289344564463685328?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/4289344564463685328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=4289344564463685328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4289344564463685328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4289344564463685328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/greetings-from-green-mountains.html' title='greetings from green mountains'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/104/367340678_52a72b96d7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-2027607789563650988</id><published>2007-01-22T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T09:31:58.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bukowski pt. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RbSveLxtdUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vNSJkuTAfOU/s1600-h/Bukowski-Words.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RbSveLxtdUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vNSJkuTAfOU/s320/Bukowski-Words.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022832417517172034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see the documentary &lt;a href="http://http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0342150/"&gt;"Bukowski: Born into this"&lt;/a&gt; a couple of years ago. It is a decent movie about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Bukowski"&gt;Bukowski&lt;/a&gt;. It definitely deals with the whole man. It shows the great pain and violence contain in him, the hard worker, the romantic, the poet, the writer and all the other things that make up a dynamic human being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disturbing part for me was the footage of him reading in the clubs and theaters. It was more performance art than poetry reading. The audience was there to see the atrocity. He was nervous, angry and scared on stage. He would drink to calm his anxiety and then the crowd would egg him on and he would  drink more in a vicious cycle.It was sort of sad. These performances were a necessary cash cow, they advanced his career through exposure and the creation of the myth of the man. He is reported to have hated these gigs. Hank would have been more interested in  writing or being at the race track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was watching the movie there were several inebriated members of the audience, probably over half. They cheered the excesses of his alcoholism. Like at his poetry reading, they were drawn in by the spectacle and not the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukowski really curtailed his drinking after illness late in life. He dabbled in mediation,healthier living and using his beloved &lt;a href="http://http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apple_computer"&gt;Apple computer&lt;/a&gt;. He wrote his last book "Pulp" and some of his best poetry during this period. It seems to me that he had found a little peace at the end of a turbulent life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This taken from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Main_Page"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukowski died of leukemia on March 9th, 1994 in San Pedro, California, at the age of 73, shortly after completing the novel "Pulp", his last. His funeral rites were conducted by Buddhist monks. His gravestone reads: "Don't Try".&lt;br /&gt;According to Linda Lee Bukowski, her husband's epitaph means something along the lines of "If you spend all your time trying, then all you're doing is trying. So don't try. Just do."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-2027607789563650988?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/2027607789563650988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=2027607789563650988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/2027607789563650988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/2027607789563650988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/bukowski-pt-2.html' title='Bukowski pt. 2'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RbSveLxtdUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vNSJkuTAfOU/s72-c/Bukowski-Words.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-6568310371662723484</id><published>2007-01-16T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T23:36:33.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TS Eliot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://arliquido.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/ts-eliot%20retrato%20de%20wyndham%20lewis%20b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://arliquido.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/ts-eliot%20retrato%20de%20wyndham%20lewis%20b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?&lt;br /&gt;T. S. Eliot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-6568310371662723484?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/6568310371662723484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=6568310371662723484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6568310371662723484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6568310371662723484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/ts-eliott.html' title='TS Eliot'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-3624429830909829647</id><published>2007-01-16T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T04:26:25.315-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>radiohead in my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Ra3PWbxtdTI/AAAAAAAAADE/NfWXN0GRSK8/s1600-h/jonnyarpeggi3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Ra3PWbxtdTI/AAAAAAAAADE/NfWXN0GRSK8/s320/jonnyarpeggi3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020897143908300082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;radiohead are working on a new record. I can't wait, it will be the perfect soundtrack to how I feel right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-3624429830909829647?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/3624429830909829647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=3624429830909829647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3624429830909829647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3624429830909829647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/radiohead-in-my-head.html' title='radiohead in my head'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/Ra3PWbxtdTI/AAAAAAAAADE/NfWXN0GRSK8/s72-c/jonnyarpeggi3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-9212489184328939947</id><published>2007-01-16T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T04:26:59.925-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Bukowski: A Wonder Filled Poet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RazfnrxtdSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/U-lJZkIScHU/s1600-h/xhunchback_-bukowski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RazfnrxtdSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/U-lJZkIScHU/s400/xhunchback_-bukowski.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020633557470377250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really come to appreciate the poetry of Charles Bukowski. There's a certain dance between truth and beauty that delights me. It would be great if he was remembered more for this than being a drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liberated woman and liberated men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look here&lt;br /&gt;the one you considered killing yourself &lt;br /&gt;for.&lt;br /&gt;you saw her the other day&lt;br /&gt;getting out of the car&lt;br /&gt;in the Safeway parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;she was wearing a torn green &lt;br /&gt;dress and old dirty&lt;br /&gt;boots&lt;br /&gt;her face raw and living.&lt;br /&gt;she saw you&lt;br /&gt;so you walked over&lt;br /&gt;and spoke and then&lt;br /&gt;listened.&lt;br /&gt;her hair did not glisten&lt;br /&gt;her eyes and her conversation were&lt;br /&gt;dull.&lt;br /&gt;where was she?&lt;br /&gt;where had she gone?&lt;br /&gt;the one you were going to kill yourself&lt;br /&gt;for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the conversation finished&lt;br /&gt;she walked into the store&lt;br /&gt;and you looked at her automobile&lt;br /&gt;and even that&lt;br /&gt;which used to drive up and park&lt;br /&gt;in front of your door&lt;br /&gt;with such verve and in the spirit of&lt;br /&gt;adventure&lt;br /&gt;now looked like a junkyard &lt;br /&gt;joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you decide not to shop at&lt;br /&gt;Safeway&lt;br /&gt;you'll drive 6 blocks&lt;br /&gt;east and buy what you need at&lt;br /&gt;at Ralphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting into your car&lt;br /&gt;you are quite pleased that &lt;br /&gt;you didn't&lt;br /&gt;kill yourself;&lt;br /&gt;everything is delightful and&lt;br /&gt;the air is clear.&lt;br /&gt;your hands on the wheel,&lt;br /&gt;you grin as you check for traffic in&lt;br /&gt;the rearview mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my man, you think&lt;br /&gt;you've saved yourself&lt;br /&gt;for somebody else, but who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a slim young creature walks by&lt;br /&gt;in a miniskirt and sandals&lt;br /&gt;showing marvelous leg.&lt;br /&gt;she's going to shop at Safeway&lt;br /&gt;too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you turn off the engine an&lt;br /&gt;follow her in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-9212489184328939947?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/9212489184328939947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=9212489184328939947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/9212489184328939947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/9212489184328939947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/bukowski-wonder-filled-poet.html' title='Bukowski: A Wonder Filled Poet'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RazfnrxtdSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/U-lJZkIScHU/s72-c/xhunchback_-bukowski.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-1344285381163090417</id><published>2007-01-15T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T05:23:49.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>workin' together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/359385639/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/359385639_7f1b945d40.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Hezza at the Museum" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've seen her before on this very blog and she's back again. It's the Hezza from Nashville. After many hours of phone time, we have decided to use our super powers for good and do a co-authored photoblog. In each edition, we will both post a photo from our own location. It will be a visual continuation of all the long phone conversations that we have had and will have. It's called &lt;a href="http://seatactobna.blogspot.com/"&gt;seatac to bna&lt;/a&gt; . Check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-1344285381163090417?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/1344285381163090417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=1344285381163090417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/1344285381163090417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/1344285381163090417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/workin-together.html' title='workin&apos; together'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/359385639_7f1b945d40_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-3606081717653478659</id><published>2007-01-14T18:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T18:49:11.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wintery weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/357623439/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/156/357623439_aa40e3c239_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/357623439/"&gt;&amp;quot;Ravenna Icy&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/figgy/"&gt;Figgy Studio Assistant&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got back from San Francisco on Friday night. It was fun and warm there . On return, Seattle was and is frosty and cold. The side streets around my house are iced over. I can't get my van out to the main roads, it drives terribly in the snow and ice. I'm snowbound, holed up watching television and sleeping. Feeling recharged now but I have a little cabin fever. I hope it thaws tomorrow.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-3606081717653478659?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/3606081717653478659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=3606081717653478659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3606081717653478659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3606081717653478659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/wintery-weather.html' title='wintery weather'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/156/357623439_aa40e3c239_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-585982353449285591</id><published>2007-01-09T17:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T18:01:42.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon Over Bloomingdale's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/351795401/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/126/351795401_e377ce4bab_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/351795401/"&gt;Moon Over Bloomingdale's&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/figgy/"&gt;Figgy Studio Assistant&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day two in San Francisco:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In the workshops, we finished up the FInal Cut Master Class. It was an alright class but it seemed a little short of a "master class". From my classmates questions, I wonder how some of these people get out of bed and get anything done.  Steve Martin was an excellent teacher. I would love to take a small group advanced class with him. He gave us a full DVD of all the lessons . Fuckin cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Jobs gave the Keynote and answered the geeks prayers with the Iphone which is an amazing piece of technology. I however just want my phone to be a phone and do a good job at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Opening day of the Expo was a zoo. I went in early checked our booth, took a look at a few others and went to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Took an urban hike in the afternoon up to Haight-Astbury. My feet hurt but I had some really good lemonade and fried squid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tonight we are going for tapas at Cha Cha Cha on Haight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we saw "Pan's Labrinth" . I was skeptical going in but this was pretty awesome. I will dedicate a blog entry to this and "The Fountain", two excellent movies that the stupid main stream media will ignore to suck off Clooney, Pitt and all the other hacks in Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a small eartquake here today, bad timing to be living in a tall building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-585982353449285591?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/585982353449285591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=585982353449285591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/585982353449285591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/585982353449285591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/moon-over-bloomingdale.html' title='Moon Over Bloomingdale&amp;#39;s'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/126/351795401_e377ce4bab_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-3484207878914646067</id><published>2007-01-08T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T18:37:36.743-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>MacWorld</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/127/351098056_94fe77d613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/127/351098056_94fe77d613.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in San Francisco for the MacWorld convention. It's the place where all things  Mac are celebrated. There are tons of products displayed by vendors. Steve Jobs gives the State of the Union for Apple, new products are announced and there are loads of informative workshops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day learning cool things about Final Cut Pro, checking out our company's booth and listening to a little of our CEO's presentation at the Apple store.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather here in a word AWESOME. This is the best weather I have ever had in San Fran.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-3484207878914646067?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/3484207878914646067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=3484207878914646067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3484207878914646067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/3484207878914646067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/macworld.html' title='MacWorld'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/127/351098056_94fe77d613_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-1887184870143682094</id><published>2007-01-07T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T13:36:33.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Stained by Pomegranate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RaDsyX4VeWI/AAAAAAAAACo/LtTHjjIYRxA/s1600-h/pomegranate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RaDsyX4VeWI/AAAAAAAAACo/LtTHjjIYRxA/s400/pomegranate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017270335038650722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fingers red from pomegranate seeds&lt;br /&gt;your face flashing green asks the night sky&lt;br /&gt;are dreams less sweet when we are screaming?&lt;br /&gt;I lay back and look up the tree's dress&lt;br /&gt;thinking about teachers lost in the dadada&lt;br /&gt;maybe god chooses the brussel sprout over the cotton candy today&lt;br /&gt;I can't hear your voice when I'm sleeping&lt;br /&gt;but I can't forget your face&lt;br /&gt;in waking life I hope for just a slice&lt;br /&gt;my fingers are stained with pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;for I will always choose red foods over orange&lt;br /&gt;but it's the green ones that I dream of&lt;br /&gt;is this the small part of the night or the sliver of morning ?&lt;br /&gt;either way cut me off a piece&lt;br /&gt;I'll need the energy fighting doubts like windmills&lt;br /&gt;loosing street addresses to find my miss adventures&lt;br /&gt;I could surrender now but that just puts me back at the beginning&lt;br /&gt;I don't fly in my dreams but I do smoke sometimes&lt;br /&gt;staring into your eyes sends me adrift&lt;br /&gt;it's probably just illusion , it's probably just allure&lt;br /&gt;it's probably destiny&lt;br /&gt;did i mention my fingers being stained by pomegranate seeds?&lt;br /&gt;oh I miss the days of Montreal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-1887184870143682094?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/1887184870143682094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=1887184870143682094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/1887184870143682094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/1887184870143682094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/stained-by-pomegranate.html' title='Stained by Pomegranate'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RaDsyX4VeWI/AAAAAAAAACo/LtTHjjIYRxA/s72-c/pomegranate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-6463813905032899948</id><published>2007-01-07T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:28:26.694-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies art weird'/><title type='text'>Alejandro Jodorowsky : My Mind He is A Crazy Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RaCs4X4VeNI/AAAAAAAAABA/D6GF5IdfhVg/s1600-h/SPEC-JOD-ELTOPO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RaCs4X4VeNI/AAAAAAAAABA/D6GF5IdfhVg/s320/SPEC-JOD-ELTOPO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017200069373688018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems that the long unavailable or limited available &lt;a href="%3Ca%20href=%22http://www.abkcofilms.com/index.php%22%3E%3C/a%3E"&gt;films&lt;/a&gt; of surrealist film maker &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alejandro_Jodorowsky"&gt;Alexandro Jodorowsky&lt;/a&gt; will soon be available on DVD. His movies are totally unique and an amazing experience. If you have never seen one of his movies you should. I think El topo or Sante Sangre are to really good ones to start with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-6463813905032899948?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/6463813905032899948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=6463813905032899948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6463813905032899948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6463813905032899948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/alejandro-jodorowsky-my-mind-he-is.html' title='Alejandro Jodorowsky : My Mind He is A Crazy Guy'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RaCs4X4VeNI/AAAAAAAAABA/D6GF5IdfhVg/s72-c/SPEC-JOD-ELTOPO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-7336089783188021492</id><published>2007-01-05T04:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T04:44:32.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flea market FUN!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/344100262/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/156/344100262_eb1a771b07_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/344100262/"&gt;Flea market Fun&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/figgy/"&gt;Figgy Studio Assistant&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm not so scared anymore. I just miss this woman. Her names is Heather and we live too far apart. Something has got to give.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-7336089783188021492?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/7336089783188021492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=7336089783188021492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/7336089783188021492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/7336089783188021492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/flea-market-fun.html' title='Flea market FUN!!!!'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/156/344100262_eb1a771b07_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-6070273790348783743</id><published>2007-01-05T04:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T04:23:54.102-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Mati Klarwein: An Heir to Dali</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jonhassell.com/images/matisquare.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.jonhassell.com/images/matisquare.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://newsanalysis1.tripod.com/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/.pond/alexander-27s-dream-1980-mati.jpg.w560h563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://newsanalysis1.tripod.com/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/.pond/alexander-27s-dream-1980-mati.jpg.w560h563.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://newsanalysis1.tripod.com/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/.pond/mati-2-yng-women.jpg.w560h558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://newsanalysis1.tripod.com/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/.pond/mati-2-yng-women.jpg.w560h558.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aycu15.webshots.com/image/2894/1068066703774143267_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://aycu15.webshots.com/image/2894/1068066703774143267_rs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sure that you have seen a &lt;a href="http://www.matiklarweinart.com/"&gt;Mati Klarwein&lt;/a&gt; painting. He did a lot of Album covers for bands in the sixties and early seventies. He did some magazine covers and book covers as well. I think he's quite an amazing artist, truly talented and visionary enough  to be an heir to Dali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-6070273790348783743?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/6070273790348783743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=6070273790348783743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6070273790348783743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6070273790348783743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/mati-klarwein-heir-to-dali.html' title='Mati Klarwein: An Heir to Dali'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-1059853588567158726</id><published>2007-01-04T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T04:27:42.402-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Anne Sexton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.citypages.com/jwalsh/images/Sexton%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://blogs.citypages.com/jwalsh/images/Sexton%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/anne_sexton/biography"&gt;Anne Sexton&lt;/a&gt; was a great poet. She wrote an amazing &lt;a href="http://www.famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/anne_sexton/poems"&gt;body of work&lt;/a&gt; as therapy for her mental illness and as an award winning poet. I find her work extremely inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne Sexton married at the age of 19, worked briefly as a model and then started a family. Sexton suffered from depression and had mental breakdowns and suicidal bouts after the births of her children and the deaths of her parents. In the late 1950s she began writing poetry as therapy and was soon "discovered" by the literary world for her unapologetically autobiographical poems. The recipient of many awards and grants, she won the Pulitzer Prize in 1966 for Live or Die. In 1974 she committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born: 9 November 1928&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: Newton, Massachusetts&lt;br /&gt;Died: 4 October 1974 (Suicide by asphyxiation)&lt;br /&gt;Best Known As: Confessional American poet of the 1960s and '70s&lt;br /&gt;Name at birth: Anne Gray Harvey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Man Enters Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When man&lt;br /&gt;enters woman,&lt;br /&gt;like the surf biting the shore,&lt;br /&gt;again and again,&lt;br /&gt;and the woman opens her mouth in pleasure&lt;br /&gt;and her teeth gleam&lt;br /&gt;like the alphabet,&lt;br /&gt;Logos appears milking a star,&lt;br /&gt;and the man&lt;br /&gt;inside of woman&lt;br /&gt;ties a knot&lt;br /&gt;so that they will&lt;br /&gt;never again be separate&lt;br /&gt;and the woman&lt;br /&gt;climbs into a flower&lt;br /&gt;and swallows its stem&lt;br /&gt;and Logos appears&lt;br /&gt;and unleashed their rivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man,&lt;br /&gt;this woman&lt;br /&gt;with their double hunger,&lt;br /&gt;have tried to reach through&lt;br /&gt;the curtain of God&lt;br /&gt;and briefly they have,&lt;br /&gt;though God&lt;br /&gt;in His perversity&lt;br /&gt;unties the knot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-1059853588567158726?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/1059853588567158726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=1059853588567158726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/1059853588567158726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/1059853588567158726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/anne-sexton.html' title='Anne Sexton'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-6347212677645417840</id><published>2007-01-04T06:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T06:48:31.975-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Moon Full of Doubt: Give Me Grapes and I'll Make You Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/29807202/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/22/29807202_2f707090f4_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/29807202/"&gt;Steamboat Island&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/figgy/"&gt;Figgy Studio Assistant&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can't we let the dreamers sleep&lt;br /&gt;can't I stay tucked beneath my covers&lt;br /&gt;warm , lost in embrace&lt;br /&gt;no lines tangled and fragile across the landscape&lt;br /&gt;just your face pushed near mine&lt;br /&gt;just your small slow breathing&lt;br /&gt;as the dream birds of night&lt;br /&gt;switch shifts with those of day&lt;br /&gt;you lazily get up and walk across the room&lt;br /&gt;and out the window you go&lt;br /&gt;swimming through the air&lt;br /&gt;a scarlet bird with some funny sounds to delight the skies above&lt;br /&gt;I just gaze off clumsily&lt;br /&gt;tasting words like berries&lt;br /&gt;you laugh back at me&lt;br /&gt;it sends a  shock wave through our little window&lt;br /&gt;it explodes in cerulean blue confetti&lt;br /&gt;gliding back, you come to me&lt;br /&gt;clumped together in warmth&lt;br /&gt;cooing a song about past neurosis&lt;br /&gt;to help prevent their return&lt;br /&gt;can't we let these lovers dream&lt;br /&gt;so they may find each other&lt;br /&gt;beyond this moon so full of doubts&lt;br /&gt;in the day to day dreams&lt;br /&gt;where they can take pieces of each other's wounds&lt;br /&gt;finding them as roadside treasures&lt;br /&gt;and build this house again&lt;br /&gt;in a place where wires and phones speak only&lt;br /&gt;to the outside world&lt;br /&gt;where dreamers awake&lt;br /&gt;seeing double as just one vision&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-6347212677645417840?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/6347212677645417840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=6347212677645417840' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6347212677645417840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6347212677645417840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/moon-full-of-doubt-give-me-grapes-and-i.html' title='Moon Full of Doubt: Give Me Grapes and I&amp;#39;ll Make You Poetry'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/22/29807202_2f707090f4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-4231512188750911803</id><published>2007-01-04T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T06:38:45.008-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;deep thoughts&quot;'/><title type='text'>Is this really that boring?</title><content type='html'>I spent some time last night reading blogs. I decided since I was taking the time to write one that it would hurt me to take the time with some others. So off I went into the ether looking at images and reading words. I have to say 95% of all blogs are just mind numbingly boring. Even the blogs with some sort of keen insight seem to have been borrowed from some one else in a really boring fashion. Some blogs are just accumulations of cut and paste of web intrigue. Mostly made up of things seen again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the internet is a grand place because it empowers us all to get out there and express ourselves. The revolution will surely not be televised but it will be on Youtube. The sad part is the lack of individual expression. It seems most people are content copying each others inane drivel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask is this how my blog appears to a stranger when they click on it. I certainly hope not but then I also realize it really doesn't matter. We aren't here to make careers. We aren't pros. We are just people prattling on emptying ourselves of words so we might express our experience of being human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-4231512188750911803?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/4231512188750911803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=4231512188750911803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4231512188750911803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4231512188750911803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/is-this-really-that-boring.html' title='Is this really that boring?'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-8453719572686495406</id><published>2007-01-03T07:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T07:27:11.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/343717848/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343717848_c1c13f8f8e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/figgy/343717848/"&gt;rose&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/figgy/"&gt;Figgy Studio Assistant&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I spent a great deal of time painting on discarded and scratched records. I figured it was a great way to recycle old vinyl and these smaller piece could be sold at a reasonable fee. It allowed me to get more art out to people who really enjoyed it that didn't have a lot of cash. This is one of my favorites.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-8453719572686495406?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/8453719572686495406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=8453719572686495406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8453719572686495406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8453719572686495406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/painting.html' title='Painting'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343717848_c1c13f8f8e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-8133366026152794543</id><published>2007-01-02T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T07:46:08.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I use to.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/156/343749052_f389e211c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/156/343749052_f389e211c3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to do many things like paint but I don't anymore. What will the new me be? Caterpillar will become a butterfly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-8133366026152794543?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/8133366026152794543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=8133366026152794543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8133366026152794543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/8133366026152794543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-used-to.html' title='I use to.......'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/156/343749052_f389e211c3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-6879774713403971650</id><published>2007-01-02T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T17:56:14.398-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Refugee from Myspace</title><content type='html'>salt and pepper squid is exquisite &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dirty eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a squeegee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop looking at that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are now legally blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-6879774713403971650?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/6879774713403971650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=6879774713403971650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6879774713403971650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/6879774713403971650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/refugee-from-myspace.html' title='Refugee from Myspace'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-4113856301807403706</id><published>2007-01-02T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T08:53:29.673-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video art'/><title type='text'>Video Painting and Music from 2006</title><content type='html'>This is a piece I did during the rainy season last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZYmopeVel1k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4113856301807403706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/video-painting-and-music-from-2006.html' title='Video Painting and Music from 2006'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-955731233632337200</id><published>2007-01-02T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T08:27:32.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing</title><content type='html'>I miss this woman even though she scares me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/141/326072412_cd18ad4d24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/141/326072412_cd18ad4d24.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-955731233632337200?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/955731233632337200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=955731233632337200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/955731233632337200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/955731233632337200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/missing.html' title='missing'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/141/326072412_cd18ad4d24_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-4006833903969153387</id><published>2007-01-02T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T08:43:10.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucinda's New Record: West</title><content type='html'>On February 13th Lucinda Williams will be releasing a new album "West" on Lost Highway Records. It's exciting to get some new material. I didn't care for a lot of the new stuff I heard a couple years at her show in Seattle but I'm sure that it's ripened since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The record has a really exciting cast of characters working on it. It was produced by Hal Wilner and Williams. Wilner was the musical director of SNL and has been the captain on several very creative/star littered tribute albums to Monk, Disney, Mingus, Edgar Allen Poe,etc. He has produced Lou Reed, Bil Frisell,Elvis Costello. Gary Louris(Jayhawks) is a featured member of the crew. I think his "Rainy Day Music" -Jayhawks is one of the best American records of the last ten years. Lucinda's longtime guitarist Doug Pettibone is on the record. The rhythm section is great as well with the legend Jim Keltner( the best in the business) on drums and Dylan's bass player Tony Garnier who played on "Essence". Looks good on paper , we'll have to wait to hear the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost for years since her last  studio album I hope "West" is worth the wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-4006833903969153387?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/4006833903969153387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=4006833903969153387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4006833903969153387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4006833903969153387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/lucindas-new-record-west.html' title='Lucinda&apos;s New Record: West'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-5429139511611732620</id><published>2007-01-02T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T08:43:45.851-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exploring sound'/><title type='text'>Sound Zone 1: Tennessee flea market</title><content type='html'>Here's a little look into the fabulous sounds of the Saturday Flea Market in  Nashville.&lt;br /&gt;Click on Title to listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-5429139511611732620?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mediamax.com/fangusfu/Hosted/SoundzoneTennessee%20mix.mp3' title='Sound Zone 1: Tennessee flea market'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/5429139511611732620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=5429139511611732620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/5429139511611732620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/5429139511611732620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2007/01/sound-zone-1-tennessee-flea-market_02.html' title='Sound Zone 1: Tennessee flea market'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-4416423631033474417</id><published>2006-12-30T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T09:22:05.062-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live  Music'/><title type='text'>Live Music that I Enjoyed</title><content type='html'>I don't make it out to as much live music as I use to but i still enjoy a good show. I also try to me more selective as to not catch too many duds. Live music is always a crap shoot due to the amount of variables that can make it great or real bad. i have compiled a list of some good things that I've seen over the last year and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Grand Old opry at the Ryman Auditorium in Nashville with Emmy Lou Harris, Gillian welch, Vince Gill, Buddy Miller. This show was great value. The venue is excellent and the show is top shelf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Who at the Key Arena - The new music was kind of lame but the hits, the band , the sound were great. Atrully excellent experience. Pete Townsend is an inspiration , he still brings it strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Carla Bouzolich/ Evangelista with Silver mount Zion at Neumo. Weird and intense i had to lay down after this show. Felt like my meds were off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Blixia Bargeld solo vocal performance Triple Door Seattle. Blixia and a couple digital delays. It was amazing . Truly entertaining. Hard to describe. Just go if he comes to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Massive Attack Paramount Seattle - The sound was a little rough but it was the first show of the tour. I think their music is 100 times better live than on record and I really like their records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Bauhaus Paramount Seattle - Awesome! Peter Murphy is amazing. The songs sound good and loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Depeche Mode Key Arena Seattle - Their music comes alive in the live setting. The show and lights are great. Life affirming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a short list of some of my favorites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-4416423631033474417?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/4416423631033474417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=4416423631033474417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4416423631033474417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/4416423631033474417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2006/12/live-music-that-i-enjoyed.html' title='Live Music that I Enjoyed'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-1706462328817815213</id><published>2006-12-30T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T08:38:42.383-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news of the world'/><title type='text'>ding dong Saddam is dead</title><content type='html'>The time has finally arrived. The mass murdering manical dictator Saddam Hussein is dead. Is this the exclamation point of our army's work in the gulf? Saddam is gone but what is left in his wake?   What sort of monsters fill the void where he once occupied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong he is a bad man and the world is better place without him. My fears are that without a good plan to build a better Iraq and the fact that he will be a martyr to some in the Middle East, this only means trouble. It means trouble in a very troubled land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed so far off and abstract that he would be dead some day. We saw the insanity of his trial stretch out in front of us like OJ's. It seemed like he would never be convicted( or not in or lifetime). The circuslike atomsphere would continue and Saddam would die of old age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddam is dead. Ring the bells. Fire your automatic weapons in the sky. Celebrate the beast is dead. But remember there will always be more like him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-1706462328817815213?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/1706462328817815213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=1706462328817815213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/1706462328817815213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/1706462328817815213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2006/12/ding-dong-saddam-is-dead.html' title='ding dong Saddam is dead'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-7539264603569069436</id><published>2006-12-29T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T09:24:10.862-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year in preview'/><title type='text'>State of My Nation</title><content type='html'>Maybe it's just that it's the end off the year or that I have loads of time my hand. Maybe I'm finally having a mid-life crisis. What it is I can not say. The thing that i'm sure of is that CHANGE is under way. Not change but CHANGE is under way. The place where the foundation of your house is reconstructed in a radical new way. The overwhelming feeling that I'm grasping with is a need for purpose and meaning in this life. I know that I feel very unstable and confused at this moment but if I trust change. A life with meaning and purpose awaits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be very difficult for me to complain about my life. It has had ups and downs but for the most part it has been rich. I have had a good life. It does seem however that I was lost in the motion of life.  I had been caught in a whirlpool and thrashed around a bit. Lost in a walking coma, asleep if you will. Since then, The last four years I have worked long not always diligently battling demons. Some of them external: alcohol,cigarettes,addictions. Some of them my own battle of soul, mind and body. My time away working on myself has been good. I was extremely blessed  to have the space to do this. Like I said, not much to complain about . Yet it is time to rejoin the world in a new dynamic way , as a new person  and stop hiding from the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this next year, it is my hope to trust the change before me and seek the path with heart and meaning . It's time to leave the confusion and doubt and trust the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-7539264603569069436?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/7539264603569069436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=7539264603569069436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/7539264603569069436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/7539264603569069436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2006/12/state-of-my-nation.html' title='State of My Nation'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-5641963867657276651</id><published>2006-12-28T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T10:51:20.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy guitars cigars'/><title type='text'>Who's your daddy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RZQQorTTn-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/8gTRc01Pqh0/s1600-h/playboy-1SM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RZQQorTTn-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/8gTRc01Pqh0/s320/playboy-1SM.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013650576174718946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy Mojo Custom Cigar Guitars make really cool guitars out of old cigar boxes. They look really cool and they sound great. Each is equipped with a jack for amplification and are set up primarily for slide guitar playing. They have an amazing out resonator tone, cool acoustic and amplified. The Deluxe F-Hole model is available with a bone nut and full frets for fingerstyle.&lt;br /&gt;They come in 3-5 string models but don't let their lack of strings fool you. They are little soulful tone machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check them out: http://www.daddy-mojo.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-5641963867657276651?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/5641963867657276651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=5641963867657276651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/5641963867657276651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/5641963867657276651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2006/12/whos-your-daddy.html' title='Who&apos;s your daddy?'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RZQQorTTn-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/8gTRc01Pqh0/s72-c/playboy-1SM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-9189370182226895717</id><published>2006-12-28T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T13:49:57.700-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wise Man Lost at Market'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RZPxirTTn9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/NjIIuJ6cSZ0/s1600-h/DSCN6891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RZPxirTTn9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/NjIIuJ6cSZ0/s320/DSCN6891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013616388235042770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-9189370182226895717?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/9189370182226895717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=9189370182226895717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/9189370182226895717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/9189370182226895717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/RZPxirTTn9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/NjIIuJ6cSZ0/s72-c/DSCN6891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-2321478608228167261</id><published>2006-12-28T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T09:36:58.397-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Feel I Fell</title><content type='html'>gazing forward at the horizon&lt;br /&gt;looking through to the other side&lt;br /&gt;but I can't read the future&lt;br /&gt;a knife scrapes down the length of my past&lt;br /&gt;feels like I feel &lt;br /&gt;feels like I fell&lt;br /&gt;stuck to this in a telephone hell&lt;br /&gt;I had ordered this&lt;br /&gt;but what does destiny look like?&lt;br /&gt;Does it wink at me?&lt;br /&gt;knowing that my heart has ordered this&lt;br /&gt;tired of looking through crackerjacks boxes&lt;br /&gt;only to find  plastic trinkets&lt;br /&gt;and now this new thing&lt;br /&gt;this rough new prize&lt;br /&gt;like an item in a catalogue&lt;br /&gt;and me awaiting it's arrival&lt;br /&gt;even though I had held it in the store&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-2321478608228167261?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/2321478608228167261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=2321478608228167261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/2321478608228167261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/2321478608228167261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2006/12/feel-i-fell.html' title='Feel I Fell'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45568858498335179.post-7945437865684838391</id><published>2006-12-28T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T05:37:27.768-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greeting'/><title type='text'>growing up in public</title><content type='html'>On inspection of my friend's( Rough New Prize) new blog and a discussion with her on the phone, I realized that it's time to grow up start blogging and leave all the blinking lights of myspace behind. It's time take a stab at mapping all the crazy ideas that zoom through my head with the written word. There will be a link and a photo or two but mostly words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE SAVE ME FROM DALI THIS IS THE WAR OF ART!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45568858498335179-7945437865684838391?l=savemefromdali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/feeds/7945437865684838391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45568858498335179&amp;postID=7945437865684838391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/7945437865684838391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45568858498335179/posts/default/7945437865684838391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savemefromdali.blogspot.com/2006/12/growing-up-in-public.html' title='growing up in public'/><author><name>Terrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912720660115678284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1ilEOB5GpE/SMWp-F031JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dCSRf6QhAOE/S220/DSC03367.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
