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The basic idea of the piece is that it spectrally analyzes the attack of a low 'E' on a trombone, and then has other 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/llTxoc4qWVS3FkqXj6475thLoHI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/llTxoc4qWVS3FkqXj6475thLoHI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~4/g6nkqJ80uLg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://debacher.blogspot.com/2010/05/song-of-week-gerard-griseys-partiels.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4CQHg4fip7ImA9WxBRGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9034536024534429485.post-6893008012969543567</id><published>2009-12-09T23:25:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:36:01.636-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-06T22:36:01.636-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="story" /><title>A Personal Story</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://debacher.blogspot.com/feeds/6893008012969543567/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9034536024534429485&amp;postID=6893008012969543567" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/6893008012969543567?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/6893008012969543567?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~3/bXR1gwLTbUM/personal-story.html" title="A Personal Story" /><author><name>Jake</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-LPCycyDWc/Tw6BZvUBYWI/AAAAAAAABxI/KHZyYAJ0tGU/s220/drawnme.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">I don't share the following story because I want to make you laugh, or because I have delusions of inter-fame. I don't share it because I want you to like me more, or for the ad-revenue your page view elicits (well, that's not entirely true, it turns out all of the poor college student stories I had heard weren't exaggerations; on an unrelated note, check out the various fine products offered by 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LQUstnO5LVWWnyblhKJOOIWlBd8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LQUstnO5LVWWnyblhKJOOIWlBd8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~4/bXR1gwLTbUM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://debacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/personal-story.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4MQXcyfyp7ImA9WxBRGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9034536024534429485.post-6708048386093472011</id><published>2009-10-11T23:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:36:20.997-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-06T22:36:20.997-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gank" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="story" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ganked" /><title>Ganked: A Tale of Two Teens and an Unexpected Visitor</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://debacher.blogspot.com/feeds/6708048386093472011/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9034536024534429485&amp;postID=6708048386093472011" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/6708048386093472011?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/6708048386093472011?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~3/W7vtlEWhW74/ganked-tale-of-two-teens-and-unexpected.html" title="Ganked: A Tale of Two Teens and an Unexpected Visitor" /><author><name>Jake</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-LPCycyDWc/Tw6BZvUBYWI/AAAAAAAABxI/KHZyYAJ0tGU/s220/drawnme.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V3KqVxrHPOU/StK3R4qlAmI/AAAAAAAAAdk/iUGKQi-4GdE/s72-c/gank.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><content type="html">So, a while back, when I was 17, a friend of mine and I drove over to Milwaukee to see a show. We got there, enjoyed the show immensely, and left. We decided that, since it was fairly late, we'd drive halfway back to Madison, stop for some food and a chance to relieve our bladders, and then go the rest of the way home. Unfortunately, my dolt of a friend went the wrong way out of Milwaukee. We got
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vscPmOH5U_y4_fFmGGtFjGfdLXs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vscPmOH5U_y4_fFmGGtFjGfdLXs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~4/W7vtlEWhW74" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://debacher.blogspot.com/2009/10/ganked-tale-of-two-teens-and-unexpected.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIMRHo_eyp7ImA9WxNXEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9034536024534429485.post-5057424259666649749</id><published>2009-09-27T13:30:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T14:09:45.443-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-27T14:09:45.443-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song of the week" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ben folds" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><title>Zak and Sara with an Orchestra</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://debacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5057424259666649749/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9034536024534429485&amp;postID=5057424259666649749" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/5057424259666649749?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/5057424259666649749?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~3/MofECVi7pAY/zak-and-sara-with-orchestra_27.html" title="Zak and Sara with an Orchestra" /><author><name>Jake</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-LPCycyDWc/Tw6BZvUBYWI/AAAAAAAABxI/KHZyYAJ0tGU/s220/drawnme.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Back in early 2005, Ben Folds did a concert in Perth, backed by the Western Australia Symphony Orchestra. He played versions of his songs that had been arranged by Australian composers and it is probably the best live DVD I've ever seen. Case in point: Zak and Sara, the very first song performed:            This just illustrates how totally awesome Ben Folds is. For those of you that want more (
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/s6BDJp77B40HHtc2mP4zA2WPNxQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/s6BDJp77B40HHtc2mP4zA2WPNxQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~4/MofECVi7pAY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://debacher.blogspot.com/2009/09/zak-and-sara-with-orchestra_27.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08BQXY6fip7ImA9WxNQGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9034536024534429485.post-3556898723040165677</id><published>2009-09-26T10:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T10:44:10.816-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-26T10:44:10.816-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Video Dating</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://debacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3556898723040165677/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9034536024534429485&amp;postID=3556898723040165677" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/3556898723040165677?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/3556898723040165677?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~3/s7Hx3bkhlyc/video-dating.html" title="Video Dating" /><author><name>Jake</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-LPCycyDWc/Tw6BZvUBYWI/AAAAAAAABxI/KHZyYAJ0tGU/s220/drawnme.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">I can't decide if this is funny or sad. Probably sad. Some of the best phrases:"I'm an executive by day and a wildman by night.""Perhaps a nice bath with some champagne and candles.""What I'm not looking for is some big, overgrown monster that's always thinking about food.""I'm looking for the goddess. Are you the goddess?""No fatties, no hamsters, no dopers, no smokers, no alcoholics, no Donna 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/heMVHkHSKkXoi_NjyX6UBh3NHl8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/heMVHkHSKkXoi_NjyX6UBh3NHl8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~4/UeMJlIvEgvI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://debacher.blogspot.com/2009/08/song-of-week_21.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMNSX84eyp7ImA9WxNTEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9034536024534429485.post-3570109605168633527</id><published>2009-08-12T19:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T19:48:18.133-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-12T19:48:18.133-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="knowledge" /><title>How People Spend their Time</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://debacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3570109605168633527/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9034536024534429485&amp;postID=3570109605168633527" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/3570109605168633527?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/3570109605168633527?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~3/ty0wMZd8ETM/how-people-spend-their-time.html" title="How People Spend their Time" /><author><name>Jake</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-LPCycyDWc/Tw6BZvUBYWI/AAAAAAAABxI/KHZyYAJ0tGU/s220/drawnme.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">The New York Times has put together a very nice graph that shows how different groups spend their time throughout the day. It lets you view the graphs of 18 different categories that include sex, employment status, race, and more. I could try to explain it all in great detail, but it's much better to just experience it.
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kkvs1RRUrgvLKSfUFS5nvo_7uY8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kkvs1RRUrgvLKSfUFS5nvo_7uY8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~4/ty0wMZd8ETM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://debacher.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-people-spend-their-time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QMQnw9fyp7ImA9WxNTEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9034536024534429485.post-6320479928187793157</id><published>2009-08-11T22:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:56:23.267-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-11T22:56:23.267-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song of the week" /><title>Song of the Week #???</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://debacher.blogspot.com/feeds/6320479928187793157/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9034536024534429485&amp;postID=6320479928187793157" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/6320479928187793157?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/6320479928187793157?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~3/LcrIerSjwJY/song-of-week.html" title="Song of the Week #???" /><author><name>Jake</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-LPCycyDWc/Tw6BZvUBYWI/AAAAAAAABxI/KHZyYAJ0tGU/s220/drawnme.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Quiet, you.I have lately gotten really into Icelandic music (partially due to a documentary I highly recommend entitled 'Screaming Masterpiece') so you can expect to see several Icelandic songs in the next few weeks.This week's song is 'Romantica,' by The Apparat Organ Quartet. This Icelandic band is comprised of four people playing on various electric organs (and occasionally a vocoder) and a 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fn25SWhjmJSNcwbCt0ZM3hx35WQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fn25SWhjmJSNcwbCt0ZM3hx35WQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~4/LcrIerSjwJY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://debacher.blogspot.com/2009/08/song-of-week.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEINRnc5cSp7ImA9WxNTGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9034536024534429485.post-2762868741039422686</id><published>2009-08-03T19:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T17:09:57.929-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-21T17:09:57.929-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="atheism" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="religion" /><title>The Irony of Religion</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://debacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2762868741039422686/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9034536024534429485&amp;postID=2762868741039422686" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/2762868741039422686?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/2762868741039422686?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~3/RrnDkNHo0YY/irony-of-religion.html" title="The Irony of Religion" /><author><name>Jake</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-LPCycyDWc/Tw6BZvUBYWI/AAAAAAAABxI/KHZyYAJ0tGU/s220/drawnme.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">The irony of religion is that because of its power to divert man to destructive courses, the world could actually come to an end. The plain fact is, religion must die for mankind to live. The hour is getting very late to be able to indulge having in key decisions made by religious people. By irrationalists, by those who would steer the ship of state not by a compass, but by the equivalent of 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/76bMoCuV6xREntjdnDRu8zpfPBg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/76bMoCuV6xREntjdnDRu8zpfPBg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~4/dYwfyUgRoUE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://debacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-of-week-4-plea-from-cat-named.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAHSHw-fip7ImA9WxVREEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9034536024534429485.post-5103749470757450073</id><published>2009-01-15T19:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:02:19.256-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-15T19:02:19.256-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="philosophy" /><title>*GHASP* The Meaning of Life!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://debacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5103749470757450073/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9034536024534429485&amp;postID=5103749470757450073" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/5103749470757450073?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/5103749470757450073?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~3/wJ0Nj8rRT0M/ghasp-meaning-of-life.html" title="*GHASP* The Meaning of Life!" /><author><name>Jake</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-LPCycyDWc/Tw6BZvUBYWI/AAAAAAAABxI/KHZyYAJ0tGU/s220/drawnme.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">I don't know how many of you are familiar with Yahoo! Answers, but if you're not, you probably should be. It really is a pretty good tool for getting a question answered, and quickly, though it certainly has its fair share of weird questions (Should I be letting my child play with asbestos? Why cant i get boners? Men what would you do if you went to get your hair cut and the man doing it has his 
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I realize that it's been more than a week. But bite me. This is hard work, listening to music and all.

This week we're moving out of the US of A into Canada. Quebec, to be specific. But before I talk about the song, lemme just say, French singing blows American singing out of the water. The language is eight-hundred times more awesome. It'd be a lie to say that I don't miss speaking it. But, 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1ZiwDcyz2bGI-hoRw6doqHeVzMY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1ZiwDcyz2bGI-hoRw6doqHeVzMY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~4/ZZhZbP6HKmk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://debacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-of-week-4-comme-des-enfants-by.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEERXg8eCp7ImA9WxVREU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9034536024534429485.post-5498165538058342628</id><published>2008-12-27T23:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:03:24.670-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-16T13:03:24.670-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song of the week" /><title>Hey Folks; Song of the Week #3! How to See the Sun Rise by Ben Sollee</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://debacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5498165538058342628/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9034536024534429485&amp;postID=5498165538058342628" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/5498165538058342628?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/5498165538058342628?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~3/J3aq7ECEz4k/hey-folks-song-of-week-3-how-to-see-sun.html" title="Hey Folks; Song of the Week #3! How to See the Sun Rise by Ben Sollee" /><author><name>Jake</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-LPCycyDWc/Tw6BZvUBYWI/AAAAAAAABxI/KHZyYAJ0tGU/s220/drawnme.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Ok, so my first instinct is to apologize for not posting in a while. But no! I will not become one of those people, the kind that think they absolutely must post regularly because people actually read their blog, and if they don't post, said people will be up in arms. And I won't let myself become one of them. So no. I'm not sorry.But on to the topic of discussion!So I'm guessing a good amount of
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZRabwqsCwqDwh6jt2z10WYNfCbU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZRabwqsCwqDwh6jt2z10WYNfCbU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~4/TUyLHZqZZis" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://debacher.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-week-week-2-kiss-to-build-dream.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YARHw7eyp7ImA9WxBRGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9034536024534429485.post-4034510687129162195</id><published>2008-12-18T13:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:39:05.203-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-06T22:39:05.203-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="letter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="college" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jake" /><title>College Reps: A moment of your time, if I may--</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://debacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4034510687129162195/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9034536024534429485&amp;postID=4034510687129162195" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/4034510687129162195?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/4034510687129162195?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~3/Cd2bPn6KeSU/college-reps-moment-of-your-time-if-i.html" title="College Reps: A moment of your time, if I may--" /><author><name>Jake</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-LPCycyDWc/Tw6BZvUBYWI/AAAAAAAABxI/KHZyYAJ0tGU/s220/drawnme.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Dear College Reps:

Stop sending me crap.

I know that this is a difficult concept for you to grasp. I know and appreciate that you want me to go to your school. I'm sure that you've got a whole panel full of smart, zany people just waiting to review my final as soon as you have my official ACT scores.



But really?

I appreciate your holiday wishes. I really do. But, in my ever-so-humble 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/z87GA92M3Tyo5FW8MM3Wx8Zw6ZY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/z87GA92M3Tyo5FW8MM3Wx8Zw6ZY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~4/7oYoLKpNxuc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://debacher.blogspot.com/2008/12/social-networks-and-desirability.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUBQHg8cCp7ImA9WxVSGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9034536024534429485.post-3179999247174650401</id><published>2008-12-12T17:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:57:31.678-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-14T20:57:31.678-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song of the week" /><title>Song of the Week -- Week One -- Magic Hours by Explosions in the Sky</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://debacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3179999247174650401/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9034536024534429485&amp;postID=3179999247174650401" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/3179999247174650401?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9034536024534429485/posts/default/3179999247174650401?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/PRaf/~3/J0ihSqkZgWk/song-of-week-week-one-magic-hours-by.html" title="Song of the Week -- Week One -- Magic Hours by Explosions in the Sky" /><author><name>Jake</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-LPCycyDWc/Tw6BZvUBYWI/AAAAAAAABxI/KHZyYAJ0tGU/s220/drawnme.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Alright, so I'm going to try and do a weekly 'feature' type thing, creatively entitled "Song of the Week." My plan is to expose you (the loyal reader) to a new song, and hopefully band, that you haven't heard of before. It's my goal to try and vary the genre, and I'll TRY and update regularly, but if I forget, let me know and I'll put a new one up.For the first week, let's take a look at a band 
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Twilight, for a long time, was an enigma to me. And, far as I could see, an enigma it would remain. After all, I had no urges to join the tween girl phenomenon. But eventually, through forces beyond my control, it was pushed into my hands and I was forced to read. If you're pressed for time, here's my review in four words: What's the big fuss?

I suppose it's easiest to compare Twilight to the 
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