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They're voiced-over by hack Denis Leary and are partly animated, with the words popping up on screen as they're spoken, in a neat effect cribbed from music videos, like the Hit Song.One of the more recent ones tell you that all other trucks are just manly strength (dumb brawn) and the new Ford F-150 has </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/LbuCob5SZh4/dumb-trucks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2009/11/dumb-trucks.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-6765463589924787758</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 01:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T22:23:56.466-04:00</atom:updated><title>Vote No on Issue 2</title><atom:summary>Farms make food. We need food to survive. Food is pretty damn important.Food issues are complex.iIssue 2  will create, through the Ohio Constitution, a board that will “set standards for the care and well-being of livestock in Ohio.” This is bad.The suggestion that we need such a board comes directly from the agribusiness interests within Ohio. 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Some of them could have been prevented with a little extra thought or care or lesser speed, but </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/PlAtepPf268/snake-bit-twice-shy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2009/10/snake-bit-twice-shy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-2045542311351700837</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 15:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-03T11:55:51.837-04:00</atom:updated><title>Andrew Bird's new album isn't any good.</title><atom:summary /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/IKWB5Ot3zHU/andrew-birds-new-album-isnt-any-good.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Zz5Prn_4/Ssdz71kiruI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ftVg_9ym4oQ/s72-c/9.21.09+045.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2009/10/andrew-birds-new-album-isnt-any-good.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-462542465466760120</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 01:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-21T21:51:52.102-04:00</atom:updated><title>Coed layers.</title><atom:summary /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/lSpXHlLCv5A/coed-layers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Zz5Prn_4/Srgtl8e-ZAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/75UC5s_sp4k/s72-c/9.21.09+025.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2009/09/coed-layers.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-6951761926712503217</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 01:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T21:29:40.712-04:00</atom:updated><title>Fog bees</title><atom:summary /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/-JneDiYXA8w/fog-bees.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Zz5Prn_4/Sq7t885hywI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xkRiLJGcF-k/s72-c/9.14.09+013.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2009/09/fog-bees.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-8577256843142221442</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 16:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-12T12:48:06.348-04:00</atom:updated><title>Trixie night</title><atom:summary /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/mgyRpqGJUvk/trixie-night.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Zz5Prn_4/SqvQo4oAjEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/vtR0DRmQP5c/s72-c/9.11.09+034.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2009/09/trixie-night.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-7955224669415030044</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 15:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-02T11:19:00.185-05:00</atom:updated><title>Christmastime at Walmart.</title><atom:summary>This is the bailout as advertised - buy up the junk bonds on taxpayer's bill so that maybe in a few years they'll be worth something and we won't be left holding a gigantic bag.This plan was boneheaded enough that people were momentarily up in arms against it. That's incredible in and of itself. At least until the media return to the old standby of asking us to trust in the superiority of the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/gJwMqrnopPk/christmastime-at-walmart.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmastime-at-walmart.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-1020991043339532875</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 19:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-27T04:35:34.350-04:00</atom:updated><title>absolute zero</title><atom:summary>Today around noon there was a parade on Broad Street in South Philly, in other words right in our locale. Apparently it's Columbus Day, or rather tomorrow. Note in the median the two cars that were not moved. (Ours.)Also note the remarkably low attendance, which surprised me since it wasn't a half-bad parade despite the lack of candy-throwing. ...sigh</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/Nwycgma764E/absolute-zero.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (estelluxx)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2008/10/absolute-zero.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-7032385276492652118</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2008 22:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-01T18:57:31.717-04:00</atom:updated><title>One Aside</title><atom:summary>On the bailout.Today is Wednesday. Monday the House rejected a bad bailout bill. Tonight the Senate will pass that same bad bill with some stupid motherfucking tax breaks as so-called "sweeteners."Listening to NPR this morning was painful. The talking heads and "experts" had come to the conclusion that the popular uprising against this bill on Monday was just us being confused. That the giant </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/ybqgAS4tytE/one-aside.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-aside.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-4328930553913543871</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 20:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-06T16:22:56.328-04:00</atom:updated><title>It's the War, Stupid.</title><atom:summary>I'm a lurker of many a site. Mostly they're sites that retain my interest for less than the long run. Sensible Erection (NSFW) has been one of the longstandingest. Politics, celebrity, porn, technology, the world. Like most of the internet, it's mostly boys looking at boyish things. Many of the links come from (or, alternatively, end up on) SA and Metafilter and BoingBoing. A good catchall for </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/LAsHWUqP__4/its-war-stupid.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-war-stupid.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-2356253250748420513</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Aug 2008 22:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-15T19:28:05.951-04:00</atom:updated><title>Facilitator</title><atom:summary>Yesterday I was hired.I'm now finally employed again. I held out for a while, but this job might be great. I'm the "facilitator" for a green construction company. Cabinets, decks, bathrooms, remodels, expansions. High end-ish work using sustainable materials. As facilitator, I'm responsible for driving the company panel truck, keeping the carpenters and such supplied, keeping track of stuff. When</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/cZYg0BdP7-4/facilitator.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d68/droymc/bleak%20hills/th_downsized_0815081641.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2008/08/facilitator.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-1293577866215920217</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 02:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-28T22:59:34.218-04:00</atom:updated><title>Ted Said Technology is BAD.</title><atom:summary>10:52pmWatching History Channel dramatically voiced Unabomber story.I'm perusing his manifesto after Googling it (perhaps I should have Cuiled it?).I look over at Pru's laptop. 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As far as 'things to do in Philly because you are here' go, cheesesteaks have to be pretty high on the list. I have yet only eaten a philly cheesteak in the presence of a visitor. Pat's King</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/XlfJ1nk_j8E/delicious-mumia-steak.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d68/droymc/bleak%20hills/th_DSCF0010.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2008/07/delicious-mumia-steak.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-5200222183873749521</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 23:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-23T19:57:16.977-04:00</atom:updated><title>Metafilter</title><atom:summary>Today was yet another interview. I'm pretty sure my style of cover letter/resume isn't appreciated by many of  the employers who receive it. It's anything but strict. The place I interviewed today was one of those tax-funded employment helping hellholes. The type of place that wants your cover letter to start with the Dear Sir or Madame gobblygook. 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A kitty </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/2z_H2n2-ADQ/cats-eat-fish.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d68/droymc/bleak%20hills/th_DSCF0004nocolor.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2008/07/cats-eat-fish.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-1791065150199371917</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 15:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-02T11:41:19.767-04:00</atom:updated><title>Reciept Checking Bullshit</title><atom:summary>Last night I went to Lowe's to get a bunch of minor things for the  apartment. Things that normally a landlord would take care of before you move in, but we kinda squeezed ourselves through the gap in the door as the previous tenant left. Leaving the cleaning and minor repairs left to us.After I bought my items I was rewarded with a Lowe's employee posted to the door to "check my receipt." Poor </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/n2u_B0GdMXg/reciept-checking-bullshit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2008/07/reciept-checking-bullshit.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-6117291957792756617</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 20:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-26T16:34:18.708-04:00</atom:updated><title>Homer the Bruce</title><atom:summary>We got a cat.Thank you if you helped with the name ideas. We ended up vetoing them all. His name is Homer the Bruce. He is a nut. He will run away at his first chance. so far he seems unable to open: doors with handles, the refrigerator. 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IQ is a poor measuring stick. Factual sentences are plain.I'm applying for all sorts of different jobs. The best two so far were a dog-sitting/walking gig and a writing position with a startup local magazine focused on sustainability. Didn't get the dog one, still waiting on the magazine.I've had</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/LOwdb5RjUqQ/dont-hire-grump.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><thr:total>11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2008/06/dont-hire-grump.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-1860801155247773560</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 21:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-11T19:08:53.614-04:00</atom:updated><title>South Philadelphians</title><atom:summary>This is the view N from our rooftop. Our landlord told us that we weren't to be up there, but he did so with a decided wink. We're on the third floor and our apartment is the one with roof access for the landlord to get to the air conditioners. I'm sure if he weren't so pleasant I could research the options for forcing him to buy a ladder.Anyway. 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I've given lip service to the idea of public transportation for reasons of convenience, pollution and economy, but never imagined doing so without a car handy in the background. This is why city people fly to far-away places. Why they think nothing </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/CkexQjiiwCo/auto-topia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2008/06/auto-topia.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-2908083589329482103</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 12:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-30T09:03:51.045-04:00</atom:updated><title>My Running Coincidence</title><atom:summary>My coincididdle? I like that, we'll go with that for now. Pronounced coin-kid-diddle. That's the word I just invented to represent the idea that I brought up earlier, the one where something keeps bumping into your conscious world, say three times in two days for no good reason.Today, for me, it's nom nom nom, written exactly so to mean eating noises."I eat your milkshake. I drink it up." nom nom</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/7aRvfdpPewc/my-running-coincidence.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-running-coincidence.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-7829596888762444172</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2008 16:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-22T13:16:40.217-04:00</atom:updated><title>Radio Silence</title><atom:summary>Neither running an leak-down test nor staking pinion nuts are my life's calling. Temping on an assembly line in my hometown for a smattering of nickels wasn't as bad as I could have imagined. The people weren't so bad. Excepting Turd. And DickDan. Some deserved the job they had and some clearly deserved better. They all deserved to be paid better. I am of the people and I am not. I can't ever </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/ttbCg9sjJIU/radio-silence.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2008/05/radio-silence.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804886433353772385.post-4515670976107830913</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 04:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-21T01:29:07.392-04:00</atom:updated><title>An Agreement.</title><atom:summary>We have an agreement with the bank. They do not sell soup. We do not cash checks.This platitude hangs on the wall of an all-too-clever cafe in southern California. In this cafe, an oil man named Ross is pointing to this wall-hanging to explain that yes, he will indeed sell oil to the Europeans who are asking, but they must pay for the oil with American dollars.He isn't concerned with exchange </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BleakHills/~3/nsGkA5I31UQ/agreement.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lord of the Barnyard)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bleakhills.blogspot.com/2008/05/agreement.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

