<?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-6064292</id><updated>2011-12-14T21:34:48.453-05:00</updated><category term='home made crack pipe'/><title type='text'>ETJB</title><subtitle type='html'>Pretty good, huh?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>296</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-1835416678941031535</id><published>2008-12-17T18:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:57:52.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sick kid</title><summary type='text'>head full of (marge) schnott***hiked w AZ and SS today.billygoat treat, brothers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/1835416678941031535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/1835416678941031535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#1835416678941031535' title='sick kid'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-4755334054918491782</id><published>2008-10-28T15:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T15:58:11.011-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I win again</title><summary type='text'>So it's easiet for babies to say dada. Not my fault.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/4755334054918491782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/4755334054918491782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#4755334054918491782' title='I win again'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-6715454839542310977</id><published>2008-10-16T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:13:05.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironic?</title><summary type='text'>ok. so ladies nite means I stay home with the ladies.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/6715454839542310977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/6715454839542310977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#6715454839542310977' title='Ironic?'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-5251063169199829163</id><published>2008-09-28T21:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:13:33.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><summary type='text'>So when you send them to preschool they pick up new habits, mostly bad ones.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/5251063169199829163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/5251063169199829163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#5251063169199829163' title='change'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-38387722261447308</id><published>2008-03-04T08:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T09:23:00.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T minus 3 weeks, maybe</title><summary type='text'>So we really got in the mood over the weekend:A successful sonogram. Baby #2 is locked and loaded this time in the right place...about 6.75 lbs.An adult viewing of Knocked Up.A sibling tour at Sibley Hospital.So at the sibling tour, Baby ETJB got to see some newborns. We then went to a room where the li'l bros and sisses diapered and swaddled some babies. She had a blast.But when we left, she was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/38387722261447308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/38387722261447308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#38387722261447308' title='T minus 3 weeks, maybe'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-191247795791043695</id><published>2008-02-25T08:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T08:13:10.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T minus 5 weeks</title><summary type='text'>So we've got another young'n on the way...We've been getting ready, getting the house ready, getting things out of the attic, getting the other young'n ready...***Lou, Lou, Lou, it's the beginning of a great adventure.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/191247795791043695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/191247795791043695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#191247795791043695' title='T minus 5 weeks'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-4548272475583520124</id><published>2008-02-06T08:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T08:36:16.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><summary type='text'>Still at this job...but I have some side work that could lead to something....Baby due in about 7 weeks.We've got baby ETJB out of crib and into the big bed. she's also going on the big potty.Still running 3 times a week. Still have 5 lbs. from the holidays.hmmm...What is up with you?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/4548272475583520124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/4548272475583520124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#4548272475583520124' title='Update'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-6455329764530489702</id><published>2008-02-05T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T12:57:32.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I still want to go to Alaska</title><summary type='text'>Anybody got advice for me?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/6455329764530489702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/6455329764530489702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6455329764530489702' title='So, I still want to go to Alaska'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-555489312442477152</id><published>2007-11-14T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:22:20.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Googletalk fun with my wife</title><summary type='text'>Her: You have Mikes name - I have an idea of what to get himETJB: vodkapolish vodka$35why--what you got?Her: http://www.spoonsisters.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&amp;Store_Code=100&amp;Product_Code=52402ETJB: from kathy?her idea?Her: actually Real Simple, but that's exactly who I thought of when I saw it, and it turns out that you have his namehe's always fixin stuffand building stuffSent at 4:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/555489312442477152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/555489312442477152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#555489312442477152' title='Googletalk fun with my wife'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-231878072430184372</id><published>2007-10-22T08:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T08:30:56.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where you been?</title><summary type='text'>Sorry about the lapse. I've been working. And running.I'm working more than I'd like to admit.I'm running between 12 and 15 miles a week.***Baby coming.We got till March, but it's gonna come up fast, I know.Baby ETJB #1 will be 2 in a few weeks. We have a party planned for her and her friends.....What else?Monday?O! Short week. I've got Friday off to got to a wedding in WV. Should be a good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/231878072430184372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/231878072430184372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#231878072430184372' title='Where you been?'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-3191904770146102469</id><published>2007-09-11T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T10:09:44.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>8 mile</title><summary type='text'>Mackinac Island is really nice. We had a great time at the wedding. As you may know, there are no cars on the island, just bikes, horses, and carriages.    I ran the race on Saturday. Here is my un-flashy time. I am pleased, though. I run a 5k this weekend. It was my running partner's first race last year. He will surely beat me this year.***   Back to work. 8 meetings today, 5 tomorrow, 4 on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/3191904770146102469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/3191904770146102469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3191904770146102469' title='8 mile'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-710592497107583419</id><published>2007-08-31T08:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T08:56:25.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My delayed summer vacation</title><summary type='text'>will start next Wednesday. Team ETJB will be driving to Mackinac Island for a wedding.   Things at work have been rather intense of late, so I'm psyched to bolt town. To explain, 2 people quit, rather un-amicably, as we face the 2008 budget.   So I'm still learning my job and picking up chunks of others.   Can't wait to get in the car and drive. See new things. Get the hell away.   Etc.***Have a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/710592497107583419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/710592497107583419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#710592497107583419' title='My delayed summer vacation'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-7269538237352948796</id><published>2007-08-27T08:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T11:15:22.292-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard Sale Outcome</title><summary type='text'>Team ETJB and family friends had a yard sale at their house in Arlington this past Saturday. We made $50; they made $140. We had junk; they had good stuff.Things we learned:The $29 ad in the Washington Post was worth it in bringing in the professionals in the morning.The online free stuff (Craig's List and Arlington Forum) helped too.Strategic signage in the neighborhood brought folks in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/7269538237352948796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/7269538237352948796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#7269538237352948796' title='Yard Sale Outcome'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-3027979777251449336</id><published>2007-08-20T08:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T12:29:55.049-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jerk at the Fountain</title><summary type='text'>With Baby ETJB's 3 cousins and grandmother in town we walked for nearby pizza. An intended purpose to this outing is the superfun fountain afterwards (next to the ice cream store).So, there's this guy half-watching a boy. The boy is jumping/clearing the water with encouragement from a distracted iPhone checking guardian: O nice one! O you didn't quite make that one! O you are the best!...barely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/3027979777251449336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/3027979777251449336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3027979777251449336' title='Jerk at the Fountain'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-8735615375900249551</id><published>2007-08-06T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:37:12.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RET-skins!</title><summary type='text'>Just gettin ready!Jason Campbell = the man!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/8735615375900249551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/8735615375900249551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8735615375900249551' title='RET-skins!'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-718634283109790933</id><published>2007-08-06T08:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T09:02:39.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><summary type='text'>Long time, no blog.So, sue me.You are late with your subscription fees anyway.Yeah, yeah. I will try to be more regular. With the blogging.Thanks for all the e-mail requests.+++We roadtripped down to Tennessee last weekend with the baby. She handled it like a (state) trooper.Back at work this a.m. A little slow, a little lethargic, 3 lbs. heavier from bar-b-que and fried chicken. But this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/718634283109790933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/718634283109790933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#718634283109790933' title='Updates!'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-6385592907619549800</id><published>2007-05-08T16:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T16:42:50.547-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Job</title><summary type='text'>as sung by Joe Jackson.......Cancer    Everything    Everything gives you cancer    Everything    Everything gives you cancer    There's no cure, there's no answer    Everything gives you cancer   Don't touch that dial  Don't try to smile  Just take this pill  It's in your file Don't work hard  Don't play hard  Don't plan for the graveyard  Remember -    Everything    Everything gives you cancer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/6385592907619549800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/6385592907619549800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6385592907619549800' title='My New Job'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-6464107132253863743</id><published>2007-05-01T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T09:12:04.179-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All new, boring, and awkward</title><summary type='text'>Week four here at the new job.Everyone is real nice.They are going real easy on me.And they really don't have to.I've been through the ringer several times and can take it.Not that I don't appreciate it.***Old Town is pretty nice. Rockville or even Tyson's Corner would be closer, but this is pretty cool. I just don't want to live out here.It's been taking me about a half hour to get to work and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/6464107132253863743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/6464107132253863743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6464107132253863743' title='All new, boring, and awkward'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-5933768357334401928</id><published>2007-03-20T16:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T10:31:15.444-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighting: John Harwood</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday (3/18/07) around 12:30 p.m. at Otello, John Harwood--a reasonable voice from The Wall Street Journal--dining Italian with a colleague.A real old school lunch for my last week.I do believe I will miss working downtown.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/5933768357334401928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/5933768357334401928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5933768357334401928' title='Sighting: John Harwood'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-133317084253951919</id><published>2007-03-13T08:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T08:34:36.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Notice</title><summary type='text'>I gave notice here at work, after two years.I got another, better job--only it's out in Virginia. O well.Should be cool.Me and the Family have about a week and a half off in between.Wish me luck.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/133317084253951919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/133317084253951919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#133317084253951919' title='Notice'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-105212713325558407</id><published>2007-02-09T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T13:22:35.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Papa's Waltz</title><summary type='text'>My Papa's WaltzBy Theodore Roethke  The whiskey on your breath       Could make a small boy dizzy;       But I hung on like death:       Such waltzing was not easy.         We romped until the pans       Slid from the kitchen shelf;       My mother's countenance       Could not unfrown itself.         The hand that held my wrist       Was battered on one knuckle;       At every step you missed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/105212713325558407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/105212713325558407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#105212713325558407' title='My Papa&apos;s Waltz'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-289002079901036265</id><published>2007-01-30T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T14:00:56.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinglish</title><summary type='text'>Happy twentyfourd anniversary, cheapee chinese!...as seen on M and 20th Streets.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/289002079901036265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/289002079901036265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#289002079901036265' title='Chinglish'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SHbfF762w-E/Rb-VZz_hUyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ncHMCxBeQ0U/s72-c/24rd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-7886583381733187183</id><published>2007-01-30T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T14:05:14.049-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home made crack pipe'/><title type='text'>Home made crack pipe</title><summary type='text'>I live in a pretty nice neighborhood, however. As I walked to the train thru the ally this morning, I saw a home made pipe on the ground so I snapped a shot. The stem on the left is foil, on the right is the straw-mouthpiece. Cup and lid remain. There you go. It was really near the metro bus depo station. I hope it ain't a bus driver's. I do suppose it could be a reefer or hash pipe too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/7886583381733187183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/7886583381733187183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#7886583381733187183' title='Home made crack pipe'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SHbfF762w-E/Rb933T_hUxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R94cQTRIhIo/s72-c/crack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-116856482189073536</id><published>2007-01-11T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T20:20:21.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116856482189073536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116856482189073536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116856482189073536' title='Too Much'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-116682106799739654</id><published>2006-12-22T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T15:57:48.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidaze</title><summary type='text'>Justin cracks me up.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116682106799739654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116682106799739654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116682106799739654' title='Happy Holidaze'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-116644784631305766</id><published>2006-12-18T08:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T08:17:26.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turducken</title><summary type='text'>So a first for me yesterday. We were hosted by some friends who prepared a turducken: a turkey stuffed with duck stuffed with chicken. It was quite tasty.I did not realize that the dish had ancient French origins. I thought it was some John Madden thing.Check out the world record 17 stuffer: bustergophechideckneaealckidgeverwingailusharkolanine.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116644784631305766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116644784631305766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116644784631305766' title='Turducken'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-116610680058555274</id><published>2006-12-14T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T09:33:20.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighting: Slimey Tom Delay</title><summary type='text'>At 1:54 p.m. yesterday, between Connecticut and 18 on L, with an entourage, grinning.I guess with his new blog, he has reached a new level of celebrity.My companion agreed: he is even uglier in person.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116610680058555274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116610680058555274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116610680058555274' title='Sighting: Slimey Tom Delay'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-116541381370133515</id><published>2006-12-06T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T09:03:33.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote for 2007</title><summary type='text'>"The measure of success is not whether you have a tough problem to deal with, but whether it's the same problem you had last year."     John Foster Dulles</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116541381370133515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116541381370133515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116541381370133515' title='Quote for 2007'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-116498228555025911</id><published>2006-12-01T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T09:11:25.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, yeah...so sue me</title><summary type='text'>Your 'Do You Want the Terrorists to Win' Score: 96%  You are a terrorist-loving, Bush-bashing, "blame America first"-crowd traitor.  You are in league with evil-doers who hate our freedoms.  By all counts you are a liberal, and as such cleary desire the terrorists to succeed and impose their harsh theocratic restrictions on us all.  You are fit to be hung for treason!  Luckily George Bush is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116498228555025911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116498228555025911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116498228555025911' title='Yeah, yeah...so sue me'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-116432386988347259</id><published>2006-11-23T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T09:13:04.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update from Michigan</title><summary type='text'>On 127 to Lansing typing this from my phone. Just stuffed with turkey and ham and beans and squash and potatoes and rolls and pie.Pretty good, huh?Stayed with a friend from college in Pittsburgh on the way out. Going up Norf to Traverse tomorrow and back to Detroit Saturday nite. Back to DC on Monday...Should be fun...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116432386988347259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116432386988347259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116432386988347259' title='Update from Michigan'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-116380006926393245</id><published>2006-11-17T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T16:48:23.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hometown</title><summary type='text'>East Ridge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116380006926393245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116380006926393245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116380006926393245' title='My Hometown'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-116309260695917472</id><published>2006-11-09T12:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T12:16:46.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is it always my brothers?</title><summary type='text'>SAE bust.A caller had notified police of screaming, sobbing and moaning coming from the house, according to police reports. Police said they found pledges crawling on their hands and knees and wearing items such as diapers and women's underwear, three men were taken to a hospital, and the house smelled of beer, urine and vomit.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116309260695917472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116309260695917472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116309260695917472' title='Why is it always my brothers?'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-116302099445356128</id><published>2006-11-08T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T16:23:14.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Icing: Meet Cake</title><summary type='text'>A great day for the world.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116302099445356128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116302099445356128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116302099445356128' title='Icing: Meet Cake'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-116248343766584784</id><published>2006-11-02T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T11:05:22.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerry distraction</title><summary type='text'>So, they like to get ole John riled up. Changing his words. And people are still dying for, what again? So pathetic.Here's a true story: I work with a very nice woman who has a son who just graduated from high school. He has some sort of dyslexic, short term memory learning disability. I don't really remember what when she was telling me about it over lunch.She recently told me that once he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116248343766584784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116248343766584784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116248343766584784' title='Kerry distraction'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-116221743948877548</id><published>2006-10-30T08:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:21:17.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugs</title><summary type='text'>Baby ETJB (who will be one next week!) got a stomach bug last week. Nothing major, just throw-up, no fever. She never lost her spirit, just a little more whiney than usual.      Later that same week, Mrs. ETJB woke up and got sick herself.     I came home early to look after the baby and make some homemade baked potato soup for us.     That same night, I woke up a little nauseous. I walked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116221743948877548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116221743948877548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116221743948877548' title='Bugs'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-116188719384869968</id><published>2006-10-26T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T14:26:33.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Travels....</title><summary type='text'>I've been traveling for work. First to Kalamazoo, then to Minneapolis, which is a cool town. I frequented Brit's Pub for Monday Nite Football and World Series action. Muy agradable.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116188719384869968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116188719384869968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116188719384869968' title='Travels....'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-116014139716697357</id><published>2006-10-06T09:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T09:29:57.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffett con drugos</title><summary type='text'>Wasted away again in ecstasy-ville. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116014139716697357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/116014139716697357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116014139716697357' title='Buffett con drugos'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-115996720999002297</id><published>2006-10-04T09:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T09:06:50.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote on this</title><summary type='text'>Which new advertisement has the worst health message?Vote up unitl Octomber 10.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115996720999002297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115996720999002297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115996720999002297' title='Vote on this'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-115990747805407191</id><published>2006-10-03T16:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T16:31:18.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I ran a race</title><summary type='text'>Last Saturday, I ran a race. A shorty, a 5k. I came in 196th, 27/47 for my age bracket.Like always, it felt good when I finished.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115990747805407191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115990747805407191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115990747805407191' title='I ran a race'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-115806534171092944</id><published>2006-09-12T08:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T08:49:01.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Voting Day</title><summary type='text'>I was number 27 in my precinct. Get out and vote!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115806534171092944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115806534171092944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115806534171092944' title='Voting Day'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-115797750811402852</id><published>2006-09-11T08:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T08:30:40.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay Agenda---in the Potomac?</title><summary type='text'>A total of 1% of smallmouth bass show bisexual tendencies. When sampled in the Potomac, a full 61% showed these traits.My drinking water. I'm completely grossed out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115797750811402852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115797750811402852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115797750811402852' title='Gay Agenda---in the Potomac?'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-115771774213594224</id><published>2006-09-08T08:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T08:15:42.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Progress</title><summary type='text'>Remember, Rabbi does mean "teacher."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115771774213594224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115771774213594224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115771774213594224' title='More Progress'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-115763273722401236</id><published>2006-09-07T08:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T08:45:27.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They are still calling me names....</title><summary type='text'> You are a   Social Liberal (80% permissive)and an...   Economic Liberal (20% permissive)You are best described as a:  Socialist      &lt;!--this width sets social axis, center is 169--&gt;    &lt;!--this height number economic axis,        center is 206--&gt;    &lt;!--this cellholds the image--&gt;      &lt;!--this width sets social axis, center is 169--&gt;    &lt;!--this height number economic axis,        center is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115763273722401236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115763273722401236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115763273722401236' title='They are still calling me names....'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-115763181500184197</id><published>2006-09-07T08:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T08:27:21.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighting: Terry Moran</title><summary type='text'>In my long tradition of B-list sightings, I spied Terry Moran of ABC at lunch on 9/5/06 at around 12:30 p.m. at Nooshi's on 19th Street.He was wearing a peachy colored golf shirt and dining with a younger, more professionally dressed woman. It looked like a job interview or something. He got up twice to talk on his Treo. Very nice of him to evacuate the premises whence receiving cell calls.Also, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115763181500184197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115763181500184197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115763181500184197' title='Sighting: Terry Moran'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-115687125230822051</id><published>2006-08-29T13:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:26:10.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Country Ham and Brie</title><summary type='text'>So, I'm getting ready to go out of town again. This time to Tennessee. You know the drill before leaving town: clear out the fridge, right?Leftover ham from Sunday + brie from Saturday night = today's lunch sandwich. Pretty tasty, I might add.I thought I might have invented something here, but no.Check back soon for updates.UPDATE: we had kiabassa and fig jam with tomatoes for dinner. I won't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115687125230822051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115687125230822051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115687125230822051' title='Country Ham and Brie'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-115452359192223008</id><published>2006-08-02T08:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T14:05:06.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just got back from Vermont...</title><summary type='text'>Great wedding, great band, great party....If you ever get the chance to go to Southern Vermont, specifically, Brattleboro...check it out. I've been up there 3 or 4 times at different times of the year, always a good time.While there, I picked up a local weekly and had to show you this:Imperium Watch Late last week, Americans were treated to the spectacle of their President and Secretary of State </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115452359192223008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115452359192223008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115452359192223008' title='Just got back from Vermont...'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-115333146450101496</id><published>2006-07-19T13:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T13:51:04.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Dogs and Death</title><summary type='text'>A best  friend of mine lost his dog last week.He is heartbroken.Time will heal the wounds, but right now, that doesn’t help him. What is it with animals? Freud was wrong about a lot of things, but he was right about us humans also being animals. Is this why we love them?They say that murderers often start with animal torture. Not surprising to me.I saw a rabbit this morning as I walked to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115333146450101496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115333146450101496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115333146450101496' title='On Dogs and Death'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-115332879254861899</id><published>2006-07-19T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T13:06:32.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Conservatives are Followers</title><summary type='text'>Sad, true, obvious.as seen on: Empires Fall</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115332879254861899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115332879254861899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115332879254861899' title='Conservatives are Followers'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-115262151858835600</id><published>2006-07-11T08:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T16:19:38.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotable</title><summary type='text'>My sister in law, the night before last:      Oftentimes, insecurity is masked by arrogance.Apply as needed, liberally.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115262151858835600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115262151858835600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115262151858835600' title='Quotable'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-115218676777144855</id><published>2006-07-06T07:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T07:52:47.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair Weather Friend?</title><summary type='text'>I was wondering this morning whether George W. will attend the funeral of his friend Kenny Boy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115218676777144855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115218676777144855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115218676777144855' title='Fair Weather Friend?'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-115081003484227643</id><published>2006-06-20T09:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T09:27:14.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to go to Alaska...</title><summary type='text'>Anybody know anything about it?I've got a meeting in Seattle in 2007. Maybe I can swing a trip then?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115081003484227643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115081003484227643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115081003484227643' title='I want to go to Alaska...'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-115080987829217032</id><published>2006-06-20T08:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T09:24:38.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>People Change</title><summary type='text'>Hopefully for the better.And it's me I'm talking about.I used to dislike Mark Cuban. I thought he was an arrogant, loud-mouthed, lucky geek. I wrote him and his team off, never wanting them to even come close to winning.I think he's still a loud-mouth and geeky, but not so bad. He seems very approachable. I think my opinion changed on him after I saw him interviewed.I don't know what happened, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115080987829217032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/115080987829217032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115080987829217032' title='People Change'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-114951228882912241</id><published>2006-06-05T08:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T14:33:34.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake on Ukelele: Tearing it up</title><summary type='text'>So as mentioned, I had a meeting in Hawaii earlier this year. On that trip, I brought back a souvenir ukelele for Baby ETJB. Back then, her screaming and crying fits were sometime inconsolable. We'd try anything to chill her out. Nothing worked. You see where this is going?The only thing that consistently brought her out of full meltdown mode was me, the original ETJB, playing that purple, toy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114951228882912241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114951228882912241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114951228882912241' title='Jake on Ukelele: Tearing it up'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-114865032675059019</id><published>2006-05-26T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T13:17:13.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently, we're not smoking nearly enough</title><summary type='text'>Study finds reefer ain't so bad."We hypothesized that there would be a positive association between marijuana use and lung cancer, and that the association would be more positive with heavier use," he said. "What we found instead was no association at all, and even a suggestion of some protective effect."Party up, bitches.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114865032675059019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114865032675059019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114865032675059019' title='Apparently, we&apos;re not smoking nearly enough'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-114847556200940765</id><published>2006-05-24T08:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T08:59:22.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Does Your Garden Grow?</title><summary type='text'>So, I had a few daze off after the Pittsburgh meeting and planted a garden after taking a year off. I've got basil, fennel, cilantro, dill, red cabbages, green cabbages, lettuce, and seranos. In pots, I've got yellow tomatoes, red tomatoes, more seranos, and habeneros.I was looking for some more chores around the house and shit.All the seedlings came free from our CSA. For $400, we get a box of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114847556200940765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114847556200940765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114847556200940765' title='How Does Your Garden Grow?'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-114847270732110047</id><published>2006-05-24T08:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T08:11:47.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nanny State: Always Bad?</title><summary type='text'>I'd vote for her.I don't think I ever did see her show, though.Maybe I should reserve my right to change my mind....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114847270732110047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114847270732110047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114847270732110047' title='Nanny State: Always Bad?'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-114830026570817955</id><published>2006-05-22T08:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T08:59:40.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambush Interview</title><summary type='text'>Read this interview with Godsmack from Arthur magazine.The interviewer asks about the military's usage of Godsmack music to recruit. The interviewee doesn't like it and plays dumb, eventually hanging up.It's pretty good.(tip to AT)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114830026570817955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114830026570817955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114830026570817955' title='Ambush Interview'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-114624345879567805</id><published>2006-04-28T12:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:57:38.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coolest MF on the Planet</title><summary type='text'>Gilbert Arenas"They're focused on me. And they should be. As long as we're in the game, I don't need to attack, but it will come out in this series. It's going to come, I promise you that."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114624345879567805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114624345879567805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114624345879567805' title='The Coolest MF on the Planet'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-114596869698534647</id><published>2006-04-25T08:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T08:38:17.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boy Named Sue Effect?</title><summary type='text'>So you think his nickname had any bearing?"Dookie Butt" Mitchell Charged In Stabbing Of Jeramie JohnsonNo, not from The Onion. --thanks a.t.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114596869698534647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114596869698534647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114596869698534647' title='The Boy Named Sue Effect?'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-114501852549152259</id><published>2006-04-14T08:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T08:42:05.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugggh</title><summary type='text'>So.A LOT going on. All good, but a ton. We are getting ready for a meeting. And the people that make a ton more $$$ than me are throwing stuff at us at the last minute.The race went well, better than I expected. I finished in about 93 minutes...check here if you don't beleive me.I've got movie reviews, book reviews and many other comments to blog about...bear with me. I think things will calm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114501852549152259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114501852549152259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114501852549152259' title='Ugggh'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-114312235937006650</id><published>2006-03-23T08:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T08:59:55.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Sure to Vote!</title><summary type='text'>TV's sexiest news babes.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114312235937006650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114312235937006650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114312235937006650' title='Be Sure to Vote!'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-114286107205705228</id><published>2006-03-20T08:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T08:57:57.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighting: Webb Hubbell (the sequel)</title><summary type='text'>I know. Another B-grade celeb that I've already seen.At 10:40 a.m., I had just finished a Sunday long run and was at the Superfresh at 48th and Yuma and saw the big man again. He had a hand basket with 2 bottles of white wine and a six-pack of Country Time Lemonade amongst other things and was waiting in the express line.---------So the training is going fairly well. I'm not saying I'm going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114286107205705228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114286107205705228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114286107205705228' title='Sighting: Webb Hubbell (the sequel)'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-114237777535892628</id><published>2006-03-14T18:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T08:59:24.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Update</title><summary type='text'>So it looks like I'll be running afterall. I didn't run all last week and then tried the long run on Sunday: Georgetown/Key Bridge to Virginia side to 14th Street Bridge, back on to the car. 8 miles in about 75 minutes. Nothing flashy. But I felt good at the end. My calf was tender at first, but it feels even better today.So hey.It's the Cherry Blossom 10-miler on Mrs. ETJB's 30th birthday. Big </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114237777535892628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114237777535892628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114237777535892628' title='Race Update'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-114166110483147765</id><published>2006-03-06T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T16:56:38.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week Sucked</title><summary type='text'>Last week sucked the big one. Extra work, under the gun, long irrelevant meetings, etc.Highlights:On Wednesday at 6 a.m., I slid down the entire length of the basement stairs. I bounced right up, nauseous. Nice start to the day. I now have a deep dark bruise the shape of North Carolina on my left ass.On Friday a.m., I dreamt that I was tired. That's right. In my dream, I kept saying, I'm tired. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114166110483147765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114166110483147765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114166110483147765' title='Last Week Sucked'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-114106233846734132</id><published>2006-02-27T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T12:45:38.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, so barely. But I thought there was a trick question. Whatever.</title><summary type='text'>You Passed 8th Grade MathCongratulations, you got 7/10 correct!Could You Pass 8th Grade Math?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114106233846734132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/114106233846734132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114106233846734132' title='Yeah, so barely. But I thought there was a trick question. Whatever.'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113949239388426336</id><published>2006-02-09T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T08:48:50.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Sly</title><summary type='text'>Sly Stone at the Grammy's last nite. Right on! Here's a Before and After about 30 years apart...I want to thankyou falletinmebe micelf. Again.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113949239388426336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113949239388426336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113949239388426336' title='On the Sly'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113940458559320759</id><published>2006-02-08T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T08:16:25.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighting: Ye Ole Punkin' Head</title><summary type='text'>Sunday, February 4 at around 2 p.m., I saw Timmeh Russert and spouse(?) taking the elevator downstairs at Mazza Gallerie. I speculate he was either headed to:1. Filene's2. Verizon3. McDonald's.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113940458559320759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113940458559320759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113940458559320759' title='Sighting: Ye Ole Punkin&apos; Head'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113932004624249748</id><published>2006-02-07T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T19:22:07.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What year is it?</title><summary type='text'>How come some years I get dozens of complimentary calendars? Then, some years (like 2006) I have to use the phone book to find look at a calendar?If you are like me, you've been writing "2006" for half a year now...Hawaii was great, hard work but a good meeting and fun at the end. Honolulu is an overpopulated mass that looks like a big Crystal City. It's like Panama City or Daytona, chock full of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113932004624249748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113932004624249748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113932004624249748' title='What year is it?'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113806671772747741</id><published>2006-01-23T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T20:38:37.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>uh, sorry</title><summary type='text'>so, well, sorry.work? crazy. i got a new boss starting feb 6, the day after i get back from our big meeting.meeting? been working to get all that together, leaving thursday to honolulu. yes, 8 daze.baby? really cute. just got her into the crib. easier than x-pected, that hard part convincing mom to push her to the crib.exercise? signed up for 10 miler on april 2. training? yeah, slow. ran 4 miles</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113806671772747741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113806671772747741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113806671772747741' title='uh, sorry'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113692798784284751</id><published>2006-01-10T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T21:37:02.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Blond Joke</title><summary type='text'>This has got to be the best blond joke EVER! Enjoy!Credit: RCR</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113692798784284751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113692798784284751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113692798784284751' title='Great Blond Joke'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113646755829602512</id><published>2006-01-05T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T19:48:23.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been singing it all week: Eastern Motors</title><summary type='text'>Yo,  yo, yo, and remix yo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113646755829602512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113646755829602512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113646755829602512' title='I&apos;ve been singing it all week: Eastern Motors'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113596174745671616</id><published>2005-12-30T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T19:23:51.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Stevens With My Dad</title><summary type='text'>My Dad was in town recently. He grew up in DC and it's always fun for me to ride around with him. He shows me new places--old haunts for him, sometimes in bad neighborhoods now.  So, this time we cruised his old hood, his old houses and their alleys. We cruised his alma maters: Brightwood Elementary, Paul Junior High, and Coolidge. One place he showed me from his grammar school days was Fort </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113596174745671616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113596174745671616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113596174745671616' title='Fort Stevens With My Dad'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113579785665929987</id><published>2005-12-28T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T14:24:16.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll take it...except how it ends</title><summary type='text'> What Famous Leader Are You?personality tests by similarminds.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113579785665929987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113579785665929987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113579785665929987' title='I&apos;ll take it...except how it ends'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113577729164999494</id><published>2005-12-28T08:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T08:42:32.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year</title><summary type='text'>...on the job today. I outlasted the boss that hired me by 10 months! They should have a new boss in here by February. This place is good: the people are really smart, working right downtown is great, I am looking forward to 06.And that's on top of a great 05: a beautiful, new baby, a nice raise and bonus, good health for all my family and pets. Redskins playing well. No complaints.I hope all my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113577729164999494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113577729164999494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113577729164999494' title='One Year'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113570470660317500</id><published>2005-12-27T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T08:18:09.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May Your Wishes Be Fulfilled in 06</title><summary type='text'>Man, I hope you get yours....Revenge, as envisioned by Report Suspicious Activity.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113570470660317500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113570470660317500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113570470660317500' title='May Your Wishes Be Fulfilled in 06'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113508595536302057</id><published>2005-12-20T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T08:42:58.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighting: Jeffrey Brown</title><summary type='text'>OK so I'm at tier 3 with this one. Satureday nite (12/17/05), I met friends at G Fine Art and I recognized this dude from the TV with his wife.Some trippy stuff there, including a exploding thong, aka Red Streak. Look under current show. Also see Iona Brown's work--really good. (I'd link directly, but their site has that weird inability to locate.)Bar Pilar followed.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113508595536302057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113508595536302057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113508595536302057' title='Sighting: Jeffrey Brown'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113501775307771777</id><published>2005-12-19T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T13:42:33.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day</title><summary type='text'>Redskins spank cowgirls.Of course, it helps when you got a guy named Cedric Killings on your defense. No wonder you can get 7 sacks.I only wish I would run into this guy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113501775307771777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113501775307771777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113501775307771777' title='Happy Day'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113441005275026543</id><published>2005-12-12T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T12:54:12.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pomegranate</title><summary type='text'>How to. Yumm.AZ tells me that this is the real forbidden fruit as determined by historians and geographers. Go figure.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113441005275026543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113441005275026543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113441005275026543' title='Pomegranate'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113439509642221031</id><published>2005-12-12T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T12:55:16.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighting: Clarence Page</title><summary type='text'>Saturday, 12/10/05, at the Best Buy in Tenleytown. He was with his son who was wearing a very cool Nats winter jacket. They were paying for something at the register. Mr. Page is a voice of sanity when he is on the McLaughlin Group.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113439509642221031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113439509642221031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113439509642221031' title='Sighting: Clarence Page'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113347274608566192</id><published>2005-12-01T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T16:32:26.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beefy Underthings</title><summary type='text'>WASHINGTON (Reuters) - Quaker Maid Meats Inc. on Tuesday said it would voluntarily recall 94,400 pounds of frozen ground beef panties that may be contaminated with E. coli.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113347274608566192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113347274608566192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113347274608566192' title='Beefy Underthings'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113266665892179047</id><published>2005-11-22T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T16:49:52.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update: Sleep Deprivation</title><summary type='text'>The little ETJB, junioress is going to be a strong woman. She lets everyone know when she wants something. I think she's great.The delivery: the whole expectant father cliché is there for a reason. It was like Mrs. ETJB was driving on a bad road, on the side of a mountain cliff, with rain, wind, hail, and crazy drivers all around us. I was there in the front seat. She was scared too, but at least</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113266665892179047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113266665892179047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113266665892179047' title='Update: Sleep Deprivation'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113157011040481346</id><published>2005-11-09T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T16:01:50.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Crap!</title><summary type='text'>So, on Monday, Mrs. ETJB had a baby. They are both doing well. I'll write more later, but for now: Monday was really crazy. Thanks to those of you who've already sent your good wishes. We appreciate all the support.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113157011040481346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113157011040481346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113157011040481346' title='Holy Crap!'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-113085565642567013</id><published>2005-11-01T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T09:34:16.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween: Post-Mortem</title><summary type='text'>Halloween means 2 things for us: Berlioz, Symphonie Phantastique and Bauhaus, 1979-1983.Last nite, we also saw Spiderman grab his ass like he had to make.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113085565642567013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/113085565642567013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113085565642567013' title='Halloween: Post-Mortem'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112990150948534080</id><published>2005-10-21T09:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T11:35:11.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip to the Ob/Gyn</title><summary type='text'>So, you know, Mrs. ETJB is way pregnant. Like 37 weeks. That means any ole day now. Last week we went to her Dr. to discuss our birthing plan: what to look for, when to show up, who will get the drugs, that sort of stuff.Anyway, in the waiting room, I looked for some reading to satisfy my feminine side. I did a double take at the magazine table:Virgin Living??? Thoughts shot thru my head: I mean,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112990150948534080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112990150948534080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112990150948534080' title='My Trip to the Ob/Gyn'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112990048060195391</id><published>2005-10-21T09:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:14:40.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighting (Second Hand): Honest Bob Schieffer</title><summary type='text'>Loyal reader from Colorado was in Manhattan last week and had a brush with fame. He writes: Had a sighting of my own last week in New York.  CBS News stand-in anchor Bob Schieffer sitting with three extremely attractive college age girls eating ribs and drinking beer at Blue Smoke on E. 26th.So does Bob like them wet or with a dry rub?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112990048060195391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112990048060195391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112990048060195391' title='Sighting (Second Hand): Honest Bob Schieffer'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112955184187492957</id><published>2005-10-17T08:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T08:31:32.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighting: Mary Landrieu</title><summary type='text'>Saturday, 10/15/05, around 1:45 p.m. making an ILLEGAL left turn from M Street onto the Whitehurst Freeway, in front of the Exorcist stairs. She was driving a big ole, beige SUV with Lousianna tags. Ballsy move, with unstrapped kid in back. That's how I noticed it was her: I was looking to see who drove like that. And it was the Senator!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112955184187492957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112955184187492957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112955184187492957' title='Sighting: Mary Landrieu'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112853277058056150</id><published>2005-10-05T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T08:23:48.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighting: George Stephanopoulos</title><summary type='text'>At 12:15 today, George Stephanopoulos chomping his custom salad outside at High Noon on 19th Street. He was wearing a purple shirt, reading, and dining alone.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112853277058056150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112853277058056150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112853277058056150' title='Sighting: George Stephanopoulos'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112852729207694633</id><published>2005-10-05T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T13:14:36.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Figure</title><summary type='text'>You are a   Social Liberal (83% permissive)and an...   Economic Liberal (13% permissive)You are best described as a:  Socialist                            Link: The Politics Test  on Ok CupidAlso: The OkCupid Dating Persona TestIn my defenseConsidering the current political climate, I have been really pulling for underdogs lately.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112852729207694633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112852729207694633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112852729207694633' title='Go Figure'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112835960663618245</id><published>2005-10-03T13:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T13:17:16.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hallmark Moment</title><summary type='text'>Rodman's is my favorite store in town. One of the best things about where we live is that Rodman's is on the way home. Cheap wine, Powerball, Indian spices, pure soaps, German cookies, kooky medical devices...you name it, Rodman's comes thru.Yes, I realize Rodman's caters to an eclectic, international clientele. But is the free-love, open-marriage market in D.C. so big that they need to carry </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112835960663618245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112835960663618245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112835960663618245' title='A Hallmark Moment'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112808318241771279</id><published>2005-09-30T07:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T08:35:53.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FOUR Sightings</title><summary type='text'>All at once...At Chef Geoff's (again) Thursday nite. Claire Shipman, with her husband, Jay Carney, and another couple.Refusing to eavesdrop, I did hear them discuss: what Judith Miller would say to the Grand Jury now that she is out of jail...her career in the crapper because of her pimping the weapons of mass destruction line for the White House...was this why she was going through all this?...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112808318241771279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112808318241771279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112808318241771279' title='FOUR Sightings'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112804951942445781</id><published>2005-09-29T22:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T08:41:08.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Man-o-shevitz</title><summary type='text'>Sorry.Seattle was great and a good meeting.I got back all right. Then, this week has sucked for all the loose ends. Friday, tomorrow.The good news is that there is good music:a kid at the AU ups store hooked me up Tuesday nite.And you can listen to the new album for free at rightousbabe.com.And he plays the fiddle and he's a whistler. Check it out. He's from Chicago.And he'll be at the Black Cat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112804951942445781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112804951942445781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112804951942445781' title='Man-o-shevitz'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112687637523641261</id><published>2005-09-16T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T09:12:55.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Northwest</title><summary type='text'>I'm headed to Seattle later today, so you may not hear from me until next week. Send any Seattle are tips my way. Thanks</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112687637523641261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112687637523641261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112687637523641261' title='Northwest'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112674846144091803</id><published>2005-09-14T21:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T20:43:54.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Man child</title><summary type='text'>I think Bullmoose is now proven correct.Man child.It was inappropriate behavior that one would expect from an adolescent and not the adult leader of the free world. It largely went unnoticed.Maybe people will notice now? I gotta peee-peeeee.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112674846144091803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112674846144091803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112674846144091803' title='Man child'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112665852587052585</id><published>2005-09-13T20:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T13:31:17.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vodka tip</title><summary type='text'>So, the whole Watergate complex is one of those quirky Washington things, I know. But they got this one young Polish guy down there at their liquor store that procures some good hard to get Vodkas. I think he brings them back from the old country in a duffel. I've gone all over downtown looking for other labels: Barmy, La Salle, Bell's (excellent wine). All good, but predictable. This guy has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112665852587052585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112665852587052585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112665852587052585' title='Vodka tip'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112665658107157062</id><published>2005-09-13T20:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T20:09:41.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Google. Failure.</title><summary type='text'>So, a regular reader from Nashville says it's funny to google the word "failure." Go ahead. Try it yourself.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112665658107157062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112665658107157062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112665658107157062' title='Google. Failure.'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112661348707348044</id><published>2005-09-13T08:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T08:11:27.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cronyism</title><summary type='text'>Much has been made of how Mike Brown got his job. He was a donor, a fundraiser, a friend of a friend.But how did Bush get his job? True, he may have gotten more votes than the other guys. But he is only where he is because of his daddy and his daddy's money and his daddy's contacts. Right?The fish rots from the head.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112661348707348044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112661348707348044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112661348707348044' title='Cronyism'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112652898708664293</id><published>2005-09-12T08:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T10:52:15.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighting: Chris Wallace</title><summary type='text'>Last nite (9/11/05) around 7, on Macomb and Wisconsin, possibly headed to 2 Amy's, possibly with his daughter.I wanted to ask him a series of questions, primarily about that 1980's era white collar shirt he wore on the show Sunday morning, but Mrs. ETJB held me back.Maybe he is sucking up to Brit "yellow ties are coming back" Hume?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112652898708664293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112652898708664293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112652898708664293' title='Sighting: Chris Wallace'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112647923559621561</id><published>2005-09-11T18:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T19:01:55.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walmart: C-ing Their A</title><summary type='text'>Much has been made by pro-corporation types who cite Walmart's donations to the relief efforts.I also think that Walmart should be commended.But why is the corporate brass making their contributions so visible? Could it be that they are afraid they may have blood on their hands?The newspaper's [New Orleans Times-Picayune] Web site also reported that looters who ransacked a local Wal-Mart had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112647923559621561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112647923559621561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112647923559621561' title='Walmart: C-ing Their A'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112619949550003871</id><published>2005-09-08T13:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T07:00:52.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Freudian Caption?</title><summary type='text'>I'm not saying we are at a tipping point here, but I just got this pic from an old colleague who leans right, although she's not really political. Her caption was,"Goes without saying...." I hope what John says is true:  The only people supporting him are the FOX News/Pat Robertson borg.But, I say, these people are smart; they will find a way to twist this....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112619949550003871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112619949550003871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112619949550003871' title='Freudian Caption?'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064292.post-112618275857391026</id><published>2005-09-08T08:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T08:28:18.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighting: Webb Hubbell</title><summary type='text'>Labor Day (9/5/05) at Chef Geoff's on New Mexico, Webb Hubbell of early Clinton "scandal" fame eating lunch with two others. I recognized him by, well, his mandible.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112618275857391026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064292/posts/default/112618275857391026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etjb.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112618275857391026' title='Sighting: Webb Hubbell'/><author><name>ETJB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096724658840054406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
