<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 24 Oct 2024 15:28:32 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>knowledge</category><category>funny</category><category>humorous</category><category>fascinating</category><category>photo</category><category>pic</category><category>joke</category><category>language</category><category>laughs</category><category>word</category><category>video</category><category>t-shirt</category><category>tips</category><category>editing</category><category>news</category><category>Africa</category><category>Rants and Raves</category><category>VCO</category><category>Vegas Community Online</category><category>Zorse</category><category>book</category><category>charity</category><category>donation</category><category>horse</category><category>intro</category><category>movie review</category><category>scams</category><category>trailer park</category><category>your thoughts</category><category>zebra</category><title>Jabeta&#39;s World</title><description>My take on the world as I see it. Reviews, opinions, or whatever interrupts my day.</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-6830653908516562251</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 02:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-22T22:44:51.547-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rants and Raves</category><title>New Arby&#39;s Roastburger</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Okay, I know it&#39;s been a very long time since I last posted anything. Things happen...what more can I say? Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Went to Arby&#39;s the other day with my roomie. We had coupons for a free Roastburger® if you purchased a drink. So off we went expecting to enjoy a new sandwich from a place we like to eat at when we have coupons. It&#39;s a little over budget with coupons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;There was only one person ahead of us and I ordered the All-American without tomato or mayo. No problems as my order came up rather fast. My roomie ordered the Bacon Cheddar one. Right after he places his orders 5 or 6 other people walk in. I take my order and sit down and being the polite guy I am, I wait for my friend to get his order before I eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Five minutes later I hear the cashier politely ask the back kitchen for my friend&#39;s order and the other orders he was waiting on. Someone in the back starts yelling that someone cleared the board and she doesn&#39;t know what&#39;s waiting to be made. And by yelling I mean it was heard loudly on the far side of the dining area. The cashier politely told the lady yelling what was needed. After another 3 to 5 mins. he had his order and sits down with me. I believe the lady yelling was the night supervisor/manager as she was wearing a different blouse than the other team members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I opened the box my sandwich came in and noticed that there was very little lettuce and a small amount of roast beef. I showed it to my friend and said this isn&#39;t going to make it if this is how they&#39;re made. No one is going to keep buying these if you get more on a regular roast beef, but have to pay more for a Roastburger®. He opened his and he had double the lettuce (mine was very finely shredded pieces that barely covered the bottom of the bun) and more than double the roast beef. The &quot;cheddar&quot; cheese tasted like &quot;American Processed&quot; cheese to him, so he took it off and I tasted it...it was &quot;American Processed&quot; cheese, in my opinion. The bacon was two small pieces, one was .5&quot; x 3&quot; and the other was .75&quot; by 2&quot;. No lie &#39;cause he didn&#39;t want it and I took it home to measure it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Now you&#39;re probably saying, it was free so what does it matter? Firstly, the kitchen didn&#39;t know it was free and secondly, the coupon was to get people to try the new sandwich and get them to come back for more. Free or not it should have been made the way it&#39;s going to be sold when you&#39;re not using a coupon. In my opinion these Roastburger® sandwiches will not last. We went back a week or so later during lunchtime. In the 45 mins. we were there, no one at the inside counter ordered the new sandwich (I can&#39;t say about the drive-thru).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I took the online Arby&#39;s survey and complained. I left my email addy in the comments section and 2 weeks later haven&#39;t heard from them. Probably won&#39;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-arbys-roastburger.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-8887629022216955860</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2007 16:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-26T12:33:52.629-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humorous</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joke</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">laughs</category><title>Laugh of the Day</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; font-family: verdana;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj959PIqrzProCXSRuGAjJCY0GRDL5atDoyOFzD52ymlqlLOJyxM903JDmiF0XNqweOp9FT43j1wpb643MlnNZ366D8NTsNXnQTDe9lkC4jDXz3X0TUqM0hd9W1p8K4TJDQ6tMZ3IHILDs/s400/Corvette.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137203288416133522&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;An elderly Florida man drove his brand new Corvette convertible out of the dealership. Taking off down the road, he floored it to 80 mph, enjoying the wind blowing through what little hair he had left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;“Amazing,” he thought as he flew down I-75, pushing the pedal even more. Looking in his rear view mirror, he saw the highway patrol behind him, blue lights flashing and siren blaring. He floored it to 100 mph, then 110, then 120. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Suddenly he thought, “What am I doing? I’m too old for this,” and pulled over to await the Trooper’s arrival. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Pulling in behind him, the Trooper walked up to the Corvette, looked at his watch and said, “Sir, my shift ends in 30 minutes. Today is Friday. If you can give me a reason for speeding that I’ve never heard before, I’ll let you go.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;The old gentleman paused. Then said, “Years ago, my wife ran off with a Florida State Trooper. I thought you were bringing her back.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;“Have a good day, Sir,” replied the Trooper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/laugh-of-day_26.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj959PIqrzProCXSRuGAjJCY0GRDL5atDoyOFzD52ymlqlLOJyxM903JDmiF0XNqweOp9FT43j1wpb643MlnNZ366D8NTsNXnQTDe9lkC4jDXz3X0TUqM0hd9W1p8K4TJDQ6tMZ3IHILDs/s72-c/Corvette.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-4344996638463222714</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2007 15:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-26T11:06:47.995-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fascinating</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pic</category><title>Photo of the Day</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; font-family: verdana;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBL4HKiibPHzG2jaE5xO551O9fIb_kwdvPonI3H7B-VbiYH6qgDBivEXt3txLw_J0-hQ9j5l7xRyYrqHpTaG7b4E-lBkjLVxTp5btUPf4xBwf7uI1Xde2nCjECTr53XNIGySHNUVJbEOM/s400/SunDandelion.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137180426305216898&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I found this photo on the Internet and there was no information associated with it. The composition of the dandelion and sun make for a stunning photograph. If anyone knows the photographer, please leave a comment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/photo-of-day_26.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBL4HKiibPHzG2jaE5xO551O9fIb_kwdvPonI3H7B-VbiYH6qgDBivEXt3txLw_J0-hQ9j5l7xRyYrqHpTaG7b4E-lBkjLVxTp5btUPf4xBwf7uI1Xde2nCjECTr53XNIGySHNUVJbEOM/s72-c/SunDandelion.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-7103144950849062430</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2007 15:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-26T10:56:10.327-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">knowledge</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">language</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">word</category><title>Today&#39;s Words: tempestuous, thermodynamics</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;tempestuous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;thermodynamics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;tempestuous:&lt;/span&gt; \&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;těm-pěs&#39;chōō-əs&lt;/span&gt;\; characterized by violent emotions or behavior; tumultuous; stormy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;thermodynamics:&lt;/span&gt; \&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;thûr&#39;mō-dī-nām&#39;ĭks&lt;/span&gt;\; the science concerned with the relations between heat and mechanical energy or work, and the conversion of one into the other: modern thermodynamics deals with the properties of systems for the description of which temperature is a necessary coordinate.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/todays-words-tempestuous-thermodynamics.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-7747069100251147193</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2007 05:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-25T00:18:11.488-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humorous</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joke</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">laughs</category><title>Laugh of the Day</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://www.southernstarsatlanta.com/index.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv4BcxZ1_dPbqkoRcC3brTPfqH9rwNvYT4baEJFdaxWK9sZvDUKU22N8Um5LywCfmnxHW3LjceMZ3Et1prTcAaMulQ0QE2qIb1LpDpqqY3iwb6kY_wPUxwTR2iaKatNl7oKGd43HDj_Gs/s400/MaleFrenchMaid.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136605695256502626&quot; title=&quot;Southern Stars Singing Telegrams&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;A maid wanted a pay increase. The Madam was very upset about this and asked: “Now Maria, why do you want an increase?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Maria: “Well Madam, there are three reasons why I want an increase. The first is that I iron better than you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Madam: “Who said you iron better than me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Maria: “The Master said so.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Madam: “Oh.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Maria: “The second reason is that I am a better cook than you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Madam: “Nonsense, who said you were a better cook than me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Maria: “The Master did.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Madam: “Oh.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Maria: “My third reason is that I am a better lover than you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Madam (very upset now): “Did the Master say so as well?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Maria: “No Madam, the gardener did.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;SHE GOT THE RAISE !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/laugh-of-day_25.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv4BcxZ1_dPbqkoRcC3brTPfqH9rwNvYT4baEJFdaxWK9sZvDUKU22N8Um5LywCfmnxHW3LjceMZ3Et1prTcAaMulQ0QE2qIb1LpDpqqY3iwb6kY_wPUxwTR2iaKatNl7oKGd43HDj_Gs/s72-c/MaleFrenchMaid.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-7516207191524787685</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2007 05:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-25T00:17:46.736-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pic</category><title>Photo of the Day</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; font-family: verdana;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJVERTEdtlkW-mFxtjIWEkLC-oXvtHJVbZfoXBL-t4d4IlGZ0K7_caL3V_IatAcPbck5N2wS0-T857e2WhzrB7riDeOrhWNyXNuhviMI9Ewnil4xnfoleF1duTHHx6Xg0406b4a62i5CY/s400/ElephantsStorm.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136616660308009330&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;&quot; &gt;Elephants in an Approaching Storm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;This beautiful picture was taken in Africa. If anyone knows the photographer, please leave a comment so I can give credit and a link. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/photo-of-day_25.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJVERTEdtlkW-mFxtjIWEkLC-oXvtHJVbZfoXBL-t4d4IlGZ0K7_caL3V_IatAcPbck5N2wS0-T857e2WhzrB7riDeOrhWNyXNuhviMI9Ewnil4xnfoleF1duTHHx6Xg0406b4a62i5CY/s72-c/ElephantsStorm.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-6294698077055686022</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2007 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-25T00:16:55.164-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">knowledge</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">language</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">word</category><title>Today&#39;s Words: taxonomy, tectonic</title><description>&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;taxonomy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;tectonic&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;taxonomy:&lt;/font&gt; \&lt;font face=&quot;georgia&quot;&gt;tāk-sŏn&#39;ə-mē&lt;/font&gt;\; The scientific classification of organisms into specially named groups based either on shared characteristics or on evolutionary relationships as inferred from the fossil record or established by genetic analysis; the science, laws, or principles of classification; systematics; division into ordered groups or categories.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;tectonic:&lt;/font&gt; \&lt;font face=&quot;georgia&quot;&gt;těk-tŏn&#39;ĭk&lt;/font&gt;\; relating to, causing, or resulting from structural deformation of the earth&#39;s crust; of or pertaining to construction or architecture.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/todays-words-taxonomy-tectonic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-4831234383837747539</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 18:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-20T14:01:11.591-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">knowledge</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">scams</category><title>Jury Duty Scam</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The following was posted on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.fbi.gov/page2/june06/jury_scams060206.htm&quot;&gt;fbi.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; Web site June 2, 2006. I am posting this now because I just received it in an email from a friend. Pass this to everyone you know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;The phone rings, you pick it up, and the caller identifies himself as an officer of the court. He says you failed to report for jury duty and that a warrant is out for your arrest. You say you never received a notice. To clear it up, the caller says he’ll need some information for “verification purposes”—your birth date, social security number, maybe even a credit card number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when you should hang up the phone. It’s a scam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jury scams have been around for years, but have seen a resurgence in recent months. Communities in more than a dozen states have issued public warnings about cold calls from people claiming to be court officials seeking personal information. As a rule, court officers never ask for confidential information over the phone; they generally correspond with prospective jurors via mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scam’s bold simplicity may be what makes it so effective. Facing the unexpected threat of arrest, victims are caught off guard and may be quick to part with some information to defuse the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJm7AGeUp6-6lgtgtFM6YjoPKyeZIdohqTNU3qejPf_lHXFE29wnCU4NzD7-0MuuXTZun4c4n1K3jhvkc3q6AsXckrv08eZVWE6j6B4PU_QHc10iWG7IL77mqObix74y04b5V0OokFVXM/s1600/IntimidatingPhoneCall.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134997277248790834&quot; /&gt;“They get you scared first,” says a special agent in the Minneapolis field office who has heard the complaints. “They get people saying, ‘Oh my gosh! I’m not a criminal. What’s going on?’” That’s when the scammer dangles a solution-a fine, payable by credit card, that will clear up the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With enough information, scammers can assume your identity and empty your bank accounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”It seems like a very simple scam,” the agent adds. The trick is putting people on the defensive, then reeling them back in with the promise of a clean slate. “It’s kind of ingenious. It’s social engineering.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent months, communities in Florida, New York, Minnesota, Illinois, Colorado, Oregon, California, Virginia, Oklahoma, Arizona, and New Hampshire reported scams or posted warnings or press releases on their local websites. In August, the federal court system issued a &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.uscourts.gov/Press_Releases/juryfraud81805.html&quot;&gt;warning&lt;/a&gt; on the scam and urged people to call their local District Court office if they receive suspicious calls. In September, the FBI issued a &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fbi.gov/pressrel/pressrel05/092805.htm&quot;&gt;press release&lt;/a&gt; about jury scams and suggested victims also contact their local FBI field office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.usa.gov/&quot;&gt;USA.gov&lt;/a&gt;, the federal government’s information website, posted details about jury scams in their Frequently Asked Questions area. The site reported scores of queries on the subject from website visitors and callers seeking information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jury scam is a simple variation of the identity-theft ploys that have proliferated in recent years as personal information and good credit have become thieves’ preferred prey, particularly on the Internet. Scammers might tap your information to make a purchase on your credit card, but could just as easily sell your information to the highest bidder on the Internet’s black market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Protecting yourself is the key:&lt;/strong&gt; Never give out personal information when you receive an unsolicited phone call.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Check it out here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:75%;&quot;&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.fbi.gov/page2/june06/jury_scams060206.htm&quot;&gt;www.fbi.gov/page2/june06/jury_scams060206.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;And here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:75%;&quot;&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.snopes.com/crime/fraud/juryduty.asp&quot;&gt;www.snopes.com/crime/fraud/juryduty.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/jury-duty-scam.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJm7AGeUp6-6lgtgtFM6YjoPKyeZIdohqTNU3qejPf_lHXFE29wnCU4NzD7-0MuuXTZun4c4n1K3jhvkc3q6AsXckrv08eZVWE6j6B4PU_QHc10iWG7IL77mqObix74y04b5V0OokFVXM/s72-c/IntimidatingPhoneCall.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-5581221698356220320</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 05:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-20T01:39:34.283-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fascinating</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movie review</category><title>August Rush</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;If you love the power of music and hear it everywhere you go, you will LOVE the new movie &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;August Rush.&lt;/span&gt; What the heck, you&#39;ll love this movie no matter what. Saturday evening my best friend and I went to see a sneak preview. We each saw the trailer (see below) and thought it might be a movie worth seeing. DANG! We couldn&#39;t have been more right. It was terrific! I had a smile on my face almost the whole movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Freddie Highmore (Peter in &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Finding Neverland&lt;/span&gt;) plays August Rush, and he is amazing. With a calm demeanor, August (who was given up at birth) believes with every fiber of his being that he will find his birth parents. August hears music everywhere he goes and believes that if he can get his own music heard he will find his parents and his parents will find him. Sounds far fetched, but watching August and his devotion, he makes you believe too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;&quot; &gt;From Warner Bros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A charismatic young Irish guitarist (Jonathan Rhys Meyers) and a sheltered young cellist (Keri Russell) have a chance encounter one magical night above New York’s Washington Square, but are soon torn apart, leaving in their wake an infant, orphaned by circumstance. Years later, performing on the streets of New York and cared for by a mysterious stranger (Robin Williams) who gives him the name August Rush, the child (Freddie Highmore) uses his remarkable musical talent to seek the parents from whom he was separated at birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://pdl.warnerbros.com/wbmovies/augustrush/flashsite/videowidget.swf&quot; quality=&quot;high&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; name=&quot;ARVW&quot; base=&quot;http://pdl.warnerbros.com/wbmovies/augustrush/flashsite/&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; pluginspage=&quot;http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer&quot; align=&quot;middle&quot; height=&quot;250&quot; width=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.augustrushmovie.com/?main=video&quot;&gt;www.augustrushmovie.com/?main=video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/august-rush.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-6958030599641405447</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 05:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-20T03:01:51.581-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fascinating</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">knowledge</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">video</category><title>Fascinating Stories: Lost Temples of India</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-8889456883472786745&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Mysteries of Asia: The Lost Temples of India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;embed style=&quot;width: 400px; height: 326px;&quot; id=&quot;VideoPlayback&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; src=&quot;http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-8889456883472786745&amp;amp;hl=en&quot; flashvars=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/fascinating-stories-lost-temples-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-2879683157288204740</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 05:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-20T02:54:35.003-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humorous</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joke</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">laughs</category><title>Laugh of the Day</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Shamus and Murphy fancied a pint or two but didn’t have a lot of money between them, they could only raise the staggering sum of one Euro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Murphy said, “Hang on, I have an idea.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggINOl2uKTDOK6N_9S4-QGkkNqi4zkUdko2xdhcypYTBKycJMrNOzrLsWWbOyawikNaAhyphenhyphenRYzV9I2ZyNhpDblPHlYva-LoNv98vou2UIPt2GNoKMnmlcjLyfvy63YDoY5rvLkzI8Aksf8/s1600/Sausage.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134827557321122082&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;He went next door to the butcher’s shop and came out with one large sausage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Shamus said, “Are you crazy? Now we don’t have any money left at all!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Murphy replied, “Don’t worry—just follow me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;He went into the pub where he immediately ordered two pints of Guinness and two glasses of Jameson Whiskey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; font-family: verdana;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivc3iLEvjw_2zfXLmpQq5lNXRhofGZ9b82a3it3cpgBTGAECe64hVVUG_0zi1jtanX8jmV9UON3MAtIGqTkdfIV9zp9Oco5r83sDj7Ne9qoDkVzjMfbYBLeWdLSgl5EOGL1E-DSF1C5E8/s1600/GuinnessandJameson.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134825311053226258&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Shamus said, “Now you’ve lost it. Do you know how much trouble we will be in? We haven’t got any money!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Murphy replied, with a smile, “Don’t worry, I have a plan. Cheers!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;They downed their drinks. Murphy said, “OK, I’ll stick the sausage through my zipper and you go on your knees and put it in your mouth.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;The barman noticed them, went berserk, and threw them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;They continued this, pub after pub, getting more and more drunk, all for free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;At the tenth pub Shamus said, “Murphy, I don’t think I can do any more of this. I’m drunk and me knees are killin’ me!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Murphy said, “How do you think I feel? I lost the Sausage in the third pub.”&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/laugh-of-day_20.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggINOl2uKTDOK6N_9S4-QGkkNqi4zkUdko2xdhcypYTBKycJMrNOzrLsWWbOyawikNaAhyphenhyphenRYzV9I2ZyNhpDblPHlYva-LoNv98vou2UIPt2GNoKMnmlcjLyfvy63YDoY5rvLkzI8Aksf8/s72-c/Sausage.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-8758752300563067750</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 05:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-20T02:14:52.090-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pic</category><title>Photo of the Day</title><description>&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; font-family: verdana;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-a2ZsiQq5RmnOhA_RMd54lEviAV68neRJciyFSnCK7mm4Bx9uDru2GtyWlu0871IKnG2MEJGk7RyrOzp9HRLngEM_bq0XDQgct4n369KNY37kZZpU0wEusouIspL-QkKinYqk_P4cA-c/s400/BlueBird.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134816875737456898&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I can’t seem to find out the name/species of this beautiful little blue bird. If anyone know anything about it, please leave a comment.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/photo-of-day_20.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-a2ZsiQq5RmnOhA_RMd54lEviAV68neRJciyFSnCK7mm4Bx9uDru2GtyWlu0871IKnG2MEJGk7RyrOzp9HRLngEM_bq0XDQgct4n369KNY37kZZpU0wEusouIspL-QkKinYqk_P4cA-c/s72-c/BlueBird.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-6695038082467581221</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-20T01:54:05.656-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">knowledge</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">language</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">word</category><title>Today&#39;s Words: supercilious, tautology</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;supercilious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;tautology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;supercilious:&lt;/span&gt; \&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;sōō&#39;pər-sĭl&#39;ē-əs&lt;/span&gt;\; having or showing arrogant superiority to and disdain of those one views as unworthy; expressive of contempt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;tautology:&lt;/span&gt; \&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;tô-tŏl&#39;ə-jē&lt;/span&gt;\; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;(logic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt; an empty or vacuous statement composed of simpler statements in a fashion that makes it logically true whether the simpler statements are factually true or false; for example, the statement &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Either it will rain tomorrow or it will not rain tomorrow;&lt;/span&gt; needless repetition of the same sense in different words; redundancy; “to say that something is ‘adequate enough’ is a tautology.”&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/todays-words-supercilious-tautology.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-8525153845840596865</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 05:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-19T13:02:07.183-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humorous</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joke</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">laughs</category><title>Laugh of the Day</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;A wife was making a breakfast of fried eggs for her husband. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Suddenly, her husband burst into the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; font-family: verdana;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJsVYgRV27ECIgO-bwhoLzOUQc9N0o7zrVIoYXefVNMJ3YS47U9T-nHbxog51ArWPgWsZHOLirmzq5c5wJRVPgJCvIt_TBD31iA7U3osH9O3BpEltWX-d_IPgSX9aGhWkzarCp39Y11z4/s1600/FriedEggs.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134611206933552546&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;“Careful,” he said, “CAREFUL! Put in some more butter! Oh my GOD! You’re cooking too many at once. TOO MANY! Turn them! TURN THEM NOW! We need more butter. Oh my GOD! WHERE are we going to get MORE BUTTER? They’re going to STICK! Careful. CAREFUL! I said be CAREFUL! You NEVER listen to me when you’re cooking! Never! Turn them! Hurry up! Are you CRAZY? Have you LOST your mind? Don’t forget to salt them. You know you always forget to salt them. Use the salt. USE THE SALT! THE SALT!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;The wife stared at him, “What in the world is wrong with you? You think I don’t know how to fry a couple of eggs?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;The husband calmly replied, “I just wanted to show you what it feels like when I’m driving.”&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/laugh-of-day_19.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJsVYgRV27ECIgO-bwhoLzOUQc9N0o7zrVIoYXefVNMJ3YS47U9T-nHbxog51ArWPgWsZHOLirmzq5c5wJRVPgJCvIt_TBD31iA7U3osH9O3BpEltWX-d_IPgSX9aGhWkzarCp39Y11z4/s72-c/FriedEggs.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-1924717781878745914</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 05:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-19T12:01:21.585-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fascinating</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pic</category><title>Photo of the Day</title><description>&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; font-family: verdana;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgITLMhMQq_XP_kVxmeqO0PpfFiPG28ZQNkDqqcbg5ktyOWZoNUiUaRMAuOFvLPwbNWT6x1HHwbqVCuzxgB_0H_CN4BoLEQvL9qa7_f4HUFrfmCPzKgfCsJKxXS_ejmTtP6n8cR2h5PWzE/s400/DetianWaterfalls.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134582331868421522&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;&quot;  &gt;Detian Falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;&quot; &gt;According to Wikipedia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Detian Falls are an array of waterfalls in the Karst hills of Daxing County in the Chongzuo prefecture of Guangxi Province, China along the border with Vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the second largest waterfall along a national border after Niagara Falls and was one of the crossing points for China’s army during the brief Sino-Vietnamese War. Nearby there is the Tongling Gorge accessible only through a cavern from an adjoining gorge. Rediscovered only recently, it has many species of endemic plants, found only in the gorge, and used to be used as a hideout by local bandits whose treasure is occasionally still found in the cliff-side caves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A road running along the top of the falls leads to a stone tablet from the 1950s that marks out the border with Vietnam in French and Chinese.&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/photo-of-day_19.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgITLMhMQq_XP_kVxmeqO0PpfFiPG28ZQNkDqqcbg5ktyOWZoNUiUaRMAuOFvLPwbNWT6x1HHwbqVCuzxgB_0H_CN4BoLEQvL9qa7_f4HUFrfmCPzKgfCsJKxXS_ejmTtP6n8cR2h5PWzE/s72-c/DetianWaterfalls.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-3988380398059867262</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-19T10:39:13.834-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">knowledge</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">language</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">word</category><title>Today&#39;s Words: subjugate, suffragist</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;subjugate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;suffragist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;subjugate:&lt;/span&gt; \&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;sŭb&#39;jə-gāt&#39;&lt;/span&gt;\; to bring under control; conquer; to make subservient; enslave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;suffragist:&lt;/span&gt; \&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;sŭf&#39;rə-jĭst&lt;/span&gt;\; an advocate of the extension of political voting rights, especially to women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/todays-words-subjugate-suffragist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-9096629786799441297</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 20:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-18T15:33:23.500-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fascinating</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">video</category><title>Fascinating Stories: Best Evidence—Chemical Contrails</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=7964362014319375838&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Best Evidence: Chemical Contrails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;This special program was broadcast August 10th, 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;It looks at those who claim that jet fuel of commercial and military aircrafts contain secret experimental additives, such as aluminum oxide, for weather modification purposes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;The scientific theory behind this claim is that such additives could act like small mirrors to reflect sun rays, thus, slowing down the coming disastrous effects of global warming and climate change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Those who make this conclusion also say that some of these alleged experimental jet fuel additives can harm the health of plants, animals and humans, even if there was a positive intent behind them to help slow down global warming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Interviewed are atmospheric scientists who say that there is no scientific evidence available to make such conclusions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;The Discovery Channel team traveled to Kettering University in Flint, Michigan, where they commissioned a scientific test of a random jet fuel sample from the local airport. Though a limited test using only one random sample of commercial jet fuel, it doesn’t show anything abnormal about its chemical composition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Discovery Channel’s conclusions is that though there is no proven scientific evidence yet that contrails of civilian or military airplanes contain experimental additives and chemicals, they discover that the US military has the technology available to manipulate the weather using these means if they wish to do so through a secret program, as they did in Vietnam during the Vietnam war through a project called “Operation Popeye.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Journalist William Thomas concludes by saying that in the winter of 2005, the United States government established a federal bureau of weather modification in Washington, DC. He says this is a government mandated agency whose stated mission is to modify the weather and climate. Under this rubric, he claims that the government could come out and admit to a chemtrail-type project. [2007, Length: 59:32]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;embed style=&quot;width: 400px; height: 326px; font-family: verdana;&quot; id=&quot;VideoPlayback&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; src=&quot;http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=7964362014319375838&amp;amp;hl=en&quot; flashvars=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/fascinating-stories-best.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-772944349845530502</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 05:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-18T15:05:44.357-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humorous</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joke</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">laughs</category><title>Laugh of the Day</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; font-family: verdana;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0AAnlmXo365XTEm72ePSFBTyC9QVYRii97KOgyXZk6kKmW3DaEJqF91tqg2NlAR0DG9zXlUeBWxKuWZGdXSE0sGtEr-N9Nl3Esq-zyrPfiwyZfRTKNxJX3jB60Ohi4Tdtlj5bPNcLkb0/s400/DogRedWagon.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134273777122909570&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;A fireman is at the station house working outside on the fire truck when he notices a little girl next door. The little girl is in a little red wagon with little ladders hung off the side. She is wearing a fireman’s hat and has the wagon tied to a dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;The fireman says, “Hey little girl. What are you doing?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;The little girl says “I’m pretending to be a fireman and this is my fire truck!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;The fireman walks over to take a closer look. “Little girl that sure is a nice fire truck!” the fireman says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;“Thanks mister,” says the little girl. The fireman looks a little closer and notices the little girl has tied the wagon to the dog’s “privates.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;“Little girl,” says the fireman, “I don’t want to tell you how to run your fire truck, but if you were to tie that rope around the dog’s neck I think you could go faster.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;The little girl says, “You’re probably right mister, but then I wouldn’t have a siren!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/laugh-of-day_18.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0AAnlmXo365XTEm72ePSFBTyC9QVYRii97KOgyXZk6kKmW3DaEJqF91tqg2NlAR0DG9zXlUeBWxKuWZGdXSE0sGtEr-N9Nl3Esq-zyrPfiwyZfRTKNxJX3jB60Ohi4Tdtlj5bPNcLkb0/s72-c/DogRedWagon.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-3865041939694360625</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 05:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-18T14:20:53.741-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fascinating</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pic</category><title>Photo of the Day</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; font-family: verdana;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqYEjR9qrjhty4kRj0rJBZ7opAHSzHgznzXCU0gE7koaj7RELiyHfRQN4Y4780gvzFV1WMag7Ns-HdGZJsNHcZvzR19fFxjGnf_SgEa9a1cka-WKunHR_TgBOlXFaxhY9hcgDJGm10E7A/s400/WickedStorm.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134261540761083250&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Another wicked storm photo for today. As I&#39;ve said before, I love watching storms and would love to be one of those storm chasers—even for just one day. I have no photographer info, so if anyone knows the photographer and/or a link, please leave a comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/photo-of-day_18.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqYEjR9qrjhty4kRj0rJBZ7opAHSzHgznzXCU0gE7koaj7RELiyHfRQN4Y4780gvzFV1WMag7Ns-HdGZJsNHcZvzR19fFxjGnf_SgEa9a1cka-WKunHR_TgBOlXFaxhY9hcgDJGm10E7A/s72-c/WickedStorm.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-1930878271469989631</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-18T14:07:06.043-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">knowledge</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">language</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">word</category><title>Today&#39;s Words: sanguine, soliloquy</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;sanguine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;soliloquy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;sanguine:&lt;/span&gt; \&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;sāng&#39;gwĭn&lt;/span&gt;\; of a healthy, reddish color; ruddy; of the color of blood; red; cheerfully confident; optimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;soliloquy:&lt;/span&gt; \&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;sə-lĭl&#39;ə-kwē&lt;/span&gt;\; the act of speaking to oneself; a dramatic or literary form of discourse in which a character talks to himself or herself or reveals his or her thoughts without addressing a listener; a specific speech or piece of writing in this form of discourse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/todays-words-sanguine-soliloquy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-4524281919693477213</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Nov 2007 19:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-17T15:06:08.428-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humorous</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joke</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">laughs</category><title>Laugh of the Day</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; font-family: verdana;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIU5fE-kfY_vvGZH-TannpzWpEt6YavbtHzLdEN48LVsOyHOeF6SgU1ULvzeZZ2Ob0pQwkL69RBDCHQXBTWEWu2ngzwVMkxKiThnaHELKBpIA6ASf3QBAAokLVZo4uaVba2V-m6LUCEbk/s400/CutePriest.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133902425660562786&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;A distinguished young woman on a flight from Switzerland asked the Priest beside her, “Father, may I ask a favor?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course. What may I do for you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;“Well, I bought an expensive woman’s electronic hair dryer for my mother’s birthday. The dryer is unopened and well over the Customs limits; and I’m afraid they’ll confiscate it. Is there any way you could carry it through Customs for me? Under your robes perhaps?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;“I would love to help you, dear, but I must warn you: I will not lie.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;“With your honest face, Father, no one will question you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;When they reached the Customs area, she let the priest go ahead of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;The official asked: “Father, do you have anything to declare?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;“From the top of my head down to my waist, I have nothing to declare.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;The official thought this answer strange, so asked, “And what do you have to declare from your waist to the floor?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;“I have a marvelous instrument designed to be used on a woman, but which is, to date, unused.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Roaring with laughter, the official said, “Go ahead, Father.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/laugh-of-day_17.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIU5fE-kfY_vvGZH-TannpzWpEt6YavbtHzLdEN48LVsOyHOeF6SgU1ULvzeZZ2Ob0pQwkL69RBDCHQXBTWEWu2ngzwVMkxKiThnaHELKBpIA6ASf3QBAAokLVZo4uaVba2V-m6LUCEbk/s72-c/CutePriest.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-2784032063822968967</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Nov 2007 18:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-17T14:30:13.257-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fascinating</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">video</category><title>Fascinating Stories: Detroit S.W.A.T.</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=1434898749524944482&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Detroit S.W.A.T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;A special documentary for the Discovery Channel exploring what it takes to serve and protect the city of Detroit. Amongst it&#39;s riverfront, casinos, two new sporting arenas, and world-class events, these brave men and women give their lives so that you can feel safe, either living or visiting this once great city reemerging as a new destination place for people around the world. True heroes that go unsung. Narrated by Kate Fleming. [2000, Length: 50:00] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;embed style=&quot;width: 400px; height: 326px; font-family: verdana;&quot; id=&quot;VideoPlayback&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; src=&quot;http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=1434898749524944482&amp;amp;hl=en&quot; flashvars=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/fascinating-stories-detroit-swat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-6283514001588339733</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Nov 2007 05:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-17T13:21:11.064-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humorous</category><title>Once Upon A Time...Ali and the Sultan’s Saddle</title><description>&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 0px 0px; float: right; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihiljzkRpTZQ772Pwf88PTPO-J67w2Yp_9RtJlz6M4kManRpOu4UYFJ5z2O7Ozfan-ntZ2DT2tGz_hl_O_yDKsI5rDG3SfkGViZ5qJqBOfEZho2nIoy8CXhHOpRieOU3gl4YAbCS_ozLg/s1600/Sulton.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133861709370596674&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Once upon a time...&lt;/span&gt;there lived a very powerful Sultan whose kingdom stretched to the edges of the desert. One of his subjects was called Ali, a man who enjoyed making fun of his ruler. He invented all sorts of tales about the Sultan and his Court, and folk would roar with laughter at his jokes. Indeed, Ali became so well known, that people pointed him out in the street and chuckled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Ali’s fun at the Sultan’s expense reached the point where the Sultan himself heard about it. Angry and insulted, he ordered the guards to bring the joker before him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;“I shall punish him for his cheek,” said the Sultan eagerly, as he rubbed his hands, thinking of the good whipping he was about to administer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;But when Ali was brought before him, he bowed so low that his forehead scraped the floor. Giving the Sultan no time to open his mouth, Ali said: “Sire! Please let me thank you for granting my dearest wish: to look upon you in person and tell you how greatly I admire your wisdom and handsome figure. I’ve written a poem about you. May I recite it to you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Overwhelmed by this stream of words and delighted at Ali’s unexpected praise, the Sultan told him to recite his poem. In actual fact, Ali hadn’t written a single word, so he had to invent it as he went along, and this he did, loudly comparing the Sultan’s splendour to that of the sun, his strength to that of the tempest and his voice to the sound of the wind. Everyone applauded and cheered. Now quite charmed, the Sultan forgot why he had called Ali before him, and clapped at the end of the poem in his honour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;“Well done!” he cried. “You’re a fine poet and deserve a reward. Choose one of these saddles as payment for your ability.” Ali picked up a &lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:30px 10px 20px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpVtJZeT84SBMjSCii71sOGIYHAlDkpyYnhSx9nkGU-PaSVageEb7tAU6AWVA0n1eiSNPeOHoTYGEHpR8RyxSJkuC19PIxf9PP7BnGd2VDzdLI7NYEZoLewZULRLCRtZMrVtf8kYZ3P70/s1600/Saddle.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133874147595885906&quot; /&gt;donkey’s saddle and, thanking the Sultan, he hurried out of the palace with the saddle on his back. When people saw him rush along, they all asked him: “Ali, where are you going with that donkey’s saddle on your back?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;“I’ve just recited a poem in honour of the Sultan, and he’s given me one of his own robes as a reward!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;And winking Ali pointed to the saddle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/once-upon-timeali-and-sultans-saddle.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihiljzkRpTZQ772Pwf88PTPO-J67w2Yp_9RtJlz6M4kManRpOu4UYFJ5z2O7Ozfan-ntZ2DT2tGz_hl_O_yDKsI5rDG3SfkGViZ5qJqBOfEZho2nIoy8CXhHOpRieOU3gl4YAbCS_ozLg/s72-c/Sulton.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-736524206114715403</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Nov 2007 05:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-17T10:50:56.709-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fascinating</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pic</category><title>Photo of the Day</title><description>&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggzpomevX1k8uCF70euWqZUhdKZy51BxGBxAFLMEK6QfW1inR_ULPpvRBX981c4XLrKKjy2etBPACALCc8Hv0FkldjOKYpyxPfJW5OS2F-LtX9fGXMfXqTE_oG4d9fT_xlY5BQGk86Jfk/s400/WaterfallSunlight.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133837077733154098&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;This remarkably beautiful photo was sent to me in an email that read, when God paints He uses all His colors. There were a total of nine wonderful photos included—I’ll post each one in the following days (this is photo #9; last in this series). If anyone knows anything about these photos, please leave a comment as I would love to credit the photographer. Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/photo-of-day_17.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggzpomevX1k8uCF70euWqZUhdKZy51BxGBxAFLMEK6QfW1inR_ULPpvRBX981c4XLrKKjy2etBPACALCc8Hv0FkldjOKYpyxPfJW5OS2F-LtX9fGXMfXqTE_oG4d9fT_xlY5BQGk86Jfk/s72-c/WaterfallSunlight.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839300159155450354.post-8784229192111019519</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Nov 2007 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-17T10:45:28.580-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">knowledge</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">language</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">word</category><title>Today&#39;s Words: reparation, respiration</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;reparation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;respiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;reparation:&lt;/span&gt; \&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;rěp&#39;ə-rā&#39;shən&lt;/span&gt;\; the act or process of repairing or the condition of being repaired; the act or process of making amends; expiation; something done or paid to compensate or make amends; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;reparations—&lt;/span&gt;compensation or remuneration required from a defeated nation as indemnity for damage or injury during a war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;respiration:&lt;/span&gt; \&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;rěs&#39;pə-rā&#39;shən&lt;/span&gt;\; the metabolic processes whereby certain organisms obtain energy from organic molecules; processes that take place in the cells and tissues during which energy is released and carbon dioxide is produced and absorbed by the blood to be transported to the lungs; a single complete act of breathing in and out; “thirty respirations per minute”; the bodily process of inhalation and exhalation; the process of taking in oxygen from inhaled air and releasing carbon dioxide by exhalation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jabeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/todays-words-reparation-respiration.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jabeta)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>