Yankee from Mississippi

Old blog, new blog

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Thu, 21 Dec 2006 17:09:00 +0000

Okay, so I left here a while ago to go to Typepad. I recently decided to leave my Typepad blog, since I was no longer willing to pay. Unfortunately, I did a stupid thing, and cancelled my Typepad account before pretty much anyone could have had a chance to see my post alerting to the change.

Anyway, I've got the Typepad blog up for free at Wordpress, for now. I may end up staying there, or I may end up coming back here. I'm just posting this here now in case anyone stumbles across it wondering what happened to the old blog.

I know, I know. Fat chance. But you never know.

The new blog can be found here.

Changes 'Round Here

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Thu, 02 Dec 2004 03:36:00 +0000

Okay, so I've made a big decision. I've been thinking of doing this for a while, but since I just had my one year anniversary and all that, I've now decided to take the plunge. I will be moving my blog over to Typepad.

So go visit my new site, and update links. This blog will remain of course, since I have all my old wonderful posts here.

Hamilton

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Wed, 01 Dec 2004 19:06:00 +0000

This is a picture of Alexander Hamilton from the Revolutionary War. I'm planning on going to see the Hamilton exhibit at the New York Historical Society when I get back from my break. So I thought I'd post a picture for inspiration.

UPDATE: Well, the problems continue with IE. Now, I cannot get the photo to load using Internet Explorer. I apologize for all of the problems. It is at times like this that I wish I were more computer competent. Oh well.

Randomness

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Wed, 01 Dec 2004 18:31:00 +0000

Okay, so I finished paper #1, which was a good thing since it was due yesterday. It was pretty bad, but the rest of them are probably going to be worse, so I'll spare you all the comments about it being the worst thing I've ever written, since it will not hold that title for very long.

This morning sucked. It was raining a little, though by the time I left it was barely drizzling. Then again, by the time I left it wasn't morning anymore, so I guess accuracy isn't what I'm going for. Anyway, I don't mind the rain so much, only it wasn't raining enough to warrant the use of the umbrella. But I had it in my hands anyway. But still, I hate those big, fat raindrops that fall right on your forehead with a big plunk. I got a couple of those on my walk to the train.

Then, there was some man staring at me on the train. But he didn't follow me, so I guess I shouldn't think too much of it.

When I got off the train in Queens, it was strange because the sun was out. The rain glistened on the sidewalk. That's what I like about the rain, it makes things look clean. So I squinted into the sun as the bus took off down Queens Blvd. Then, when it turned, I saw all the clouds. I guess I was right on the line of clouds that were moving east. It was kind of cool.

But then, the suckiness returned as, of course, my superfluous umbrella was still in my hands and I left it on the bus. I realized it the second I stepped off, only it was too late. I hope it doesn't start raining again. I really do have trouble holding onto umbrellas, but I'd had this one for a while, and a friend of mine gave it to me, so I feel bad that I lost it. It was almost as depressing as when I lost the really nice one my father bought for me for Christmas. Now, I have to go out and buy a new one. Again.

Oh well. At least it will give me something to do while I have to hang out in Queens waiting to meet up with someone so I can give them a book that belongs to them. Because we all know I'd rather shop for an umbrella than work on paper #2.

Yet Another Quiz

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Tue, 30 Nov 2004 03:58:00 +0000

Yes, it's that time again. You know you love it.

You are a Dubliner.

What's your Inner European?
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Link to quiz via Drew Snyder.

A Question for Those Using IE

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Tue, 30 Nov 2004 02:09:00 +0000

I have been using the Mozilla Firefox browser for a while now, but just now I happened to be using Internet Explorer, and I notice that on my blog page the sidebar was missing. I am wondering if this is just an anomaly on my computer (there are many of those, trust me), or if others are experiencing a similar problem. If so, does anyone know how I can fix it? It never used to happen before...

Paper Count

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Mon, 29 Nov 2004 23:06:00 +0000

Three papers to write, all 20 pages. Here's my progress thus far:

Paper #1: 19 pages.
Paper #2: 2 pages.
Paper #3: 0 pages.

Thanks for tuning in. If you're wondering where I am, hopefully the above list helps clarify matters a bit.

Sticking Together

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Mon, 29 Nov 2004 18:43:00 +0000

Well, Dan Rather has just received support from...Bill O'Reilly, in today's Daily News.

This might seem strange, but is it really? Just goes to show that those in the media - or really, anywhere else - will stick together, because one day they will be in the same boat. He starts of by saying this:

The ordeal of Dan Rather goes far beyond the man himself. It speaks to the presumption of guilt that now rules the day in America.

And it doesn't get any better. First of all, the media is the problem when it comes to "presumption of guilt." O'Reilly is guilty of this just as much as the next guy. He's always berating defense attorneys on his show for basically doing their jobs. So what happened to the presumption of innocence, Bill? Don't think it's as important when it comes to criminal law. It may be bad to be shamed in the court of public opinion (then again, you'd know that better than I would, Bill) but at least you still have your life and your freedom when all is said and done.

He makes a good point: maybe Dan Rather didn't know that the documents were forged. But then O'Reilly makes excuses for Dan:

It may be true that Rather did not vet the information supplied to him by producers, but few anchor people do. They are dependent on other journalists, and this is a huge flaw in the system.

Well, hasn't everyone been aware of this flaw for a while? And wouldn't you, Bill, if you were going to put your name on something, want to make sure that it was done just right? I mean, no one out there in America gives two hoots about Dan's producers. No one even knew their names before they did something wrong. But everyone knows Dan Rather. So of course it's going to hit him more. He's one of the public faces at CBS News; in fact, he's the most public face.

The undertone to all of this is, of course, O'Reilly's own troubles of late. You can hear it when he says this:

But you'll be seeing more of this kind of thing in the future. All famous and successful Americans are now targets. Unscrupulous people know that any accusation can be dumped on the Internet and within hours the mainstream media will pick it up. It will be printed in the papers, discussed on radio and TV and become part of the unfortunate person's résumé whether he or she is guilty or not. A click of the Internet mouse can wipe out a lifetime of honor and hard work. Just the accusation or allegation can be ruinous.

Could it be any clearer? Only there's one problem with this: O'Reilly does this exact same thing on his show quite often. Two words for you Bill: George Clooney. You villified him for months after September 11, and all because he wouldn't come on your show and defend himself to you. Never mind the fact that he did defend himself elsewhere, and that others did come on your show to defend their actions with the charities. Still, you pushed on and on. And for waaay too long.

You're part of the problem, Bill. Not the solution. Unless you plan on turning over a new leaf...But I won't be holding my breath.

The Mystery of Hugh

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Sun, 28 Nov 2004 23:46:00 +0000

Part of the reason I am here is to tackle life's mysteries. So I think you'll appreciate it when I say: What is it about Hugh Grant that makes him so funny?

Seriously, I've been thinking about it since last night, and I just cannot come to a conclusion. I know he's funny, because he always makes me laugh. Yet, I cannot say what it is that makes him more funny than, say, Jim Carrey.

But he is. Waaay funnier.

See, I happened to catch part of Mickey Blue Eyes last night. And while the movie was pretty bad, or at least not good, still, Hugh had me laughing. And laughing. And laughing. He's hilarious.

I don't get it. I like it. But I don't get it.

Not Everyone Loves Christmas

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Sat, 27 Nov 2004 18:53:00 +0000

...at least not as much as I do.

Yesterday, in my first guest blog ever, I posted about my feelings on the Christmas season on John Shanks' blog. Today, Andrew Sullivan offers a dissenting view, though not directly to me of course, because, well, that would just be scary.

We can agree on one thing. I have never been a fan of the day after Thanksgiving mad dash to spend money. I like spending money. And I like buying people presents, not because I find meaning in it (because Andrew seems to pshaw this notion) but because it makes me feel good to see the joy on someone else's face when you are able to give them something they want that they never would have bought for themselves or are able to surprise them with that perfect and unexpected give. I even like frugality - in fact, some might call me cheap. But the craziness of that shopping day really turns me off. Plus I hate the whole shopping experience. I'm much more like a man in that regard - I like to get in and get out, stopping only where I need to and getting only what I absolutely need.

But I still love Christmas. Even if it means I'm a sappy, hokey sentimentalist, and even if it means I don't get to be as cool as Andrew Sullivan. Because, well, really, was I ever?

GuestBlog: John Shanks

noreply@blogger.com (Guest) — Fri, 26 Nov 2004 21:12:00 +0000

Two weeks before the end of the semester, I'm looking through the course catalog trying to figure out what to take. It is strange, nothing I take now will transfer to St John's, so I'm really just on cruise control till next fall. I have no direction, no list of required courses. Technically, I'm still a Computer Science major who should be boning up on about fifteen math classes, but why bother.

Instead, I'm signed up for 11 measly hours. My spring semester contains, get ready, Spanish, Conversational French, and Arabic. That's it. I'm thinking of taking Archery for fun, maybe a Chem to prove I'm not a complete goofoff, but I probably won't.

Now, I'm one of those people who could care less what someone else has planned for me. And I picked those courses carefully; French and Spanish are the most prevalent languages in the third world, Arabic is obviously important right now. These three classes will help me to understand the world, become what I plan to be, more than all those History and Gov and English classes I was made to take. I still feel bad going against their plans, even though I think their plan is bs.

Now, if I wasn't going to St John's, this wouldn't be an issue. The only reason I get to debate this with myself is because St John's won't accept credits from any other college. If, for some reason, that wasn't involved, my goal would be to get the hell out of Dodge as fast as I could. I'd be stacked up with 15-20 hrs, get this mind-numbing, apathy-creating, could-care-less-what-the-peons-think, I've-got-you-for-one-hour-of-indoctrination system behind me as fast as possible. See, I know how the world works (at least I think I do), I know that when I'm 27 or 35, that C in English is not going to matter much. I know that understanding how the job hierarchy really works will be much for important than whether I turned in corrections for my third math test.

Given all that, though, it is extremely annoying when someone tries to tell me how valuable this class or this class will be, or how important what I do here will be to my future. Maybe this is the appropriate thing to do when dealing with a bunch of immature fraternity boys, but I know what I need and what I plan to do. You're just getting in my way.

-john shanks, of Now We Shall Talk of Many Things

Try It, You'll Like It

noreply@blogger.com (Guest) — Fri, 26 Nov 2004 19:58:00 +0000

Shannon,

This is a great idea. I don't have anything profound to say at the moment, but I'm sure there are plenty of readers out there who do. Join in the fun.

Tom

Free For All Friday Again

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Fri, 26 Nov 2004 19:17:00 +0000

Okay, better late than never, I say, so if anyone happening along here is interested, well then by all means, post something on my blog.

Here's an explanation of what Free-For-All-Friday is.

Here are the username and password you should use, should you wish to post something:

Username: guestyankee
Password: free1for1all

Go to the Blogger page. Use the above info to log in. Click on New Post.

Really, folks, anything goes. You can even write about how you think I'm an idiot and I'm always wrong about everything. Mild profanity is okay, in moderation, but if every other word is something my mother wouldn't approve of, I might just have to remove it. You don't have to have your own blog, but if you do, be sure and put a link to it. And also be sure to sign your post, no matter who you are, so that everyone reading will be able to attach a name to your brilliant thoughts.

Got the idea from John. So go check out his blog as well.

I'll be sure and give a heads up next time, so that more people will know about it and will hopefully stop by to participate. But there's still a good number of hours left in the day.

Funny Quiz

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Fri, 26 Nov 2004 16:59:00 +0000

I promise guys, this one is odd, but it's really funny. Some of the questions had me laughing out loud:

Which Extremity of the World Are You?
From the towering colossi at Rum and Monkey.

Found via Rick Knight.

Free For All Friday

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Fri, 26 Nov 2004 16:50:00 +0000

One of my favorite bloggers, John Shanks, is participating in this Free-for-all-Friday thing, where you let people log into and post on your blog. I was going to do it myself when I saw that John was doing it, but I forgot, so instead I'll just send anyone who's interested over to his blog.

Really, go do it. It's fun.

Another Great Thanksgiving

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Fri, 26 Nov 2004 04:06:00 +0000

So, thanks to my good and wonderful friend, Christina, and her gracious and magnanimous family, I had a really great Thanksgiving. It was so nice to have someone to spend the day with, since the only thing worse than not being with your family is being alone.

But, heck, Christina's like family anyway. She and her family have always treated me as such, and for that, I am grateful...one might even say, thankful.

I know, I know, but it is Thanksgiving after all, the day you're supposed to say what you're thankful for. And that is one of the many things.

The day was not perfect. There was the rain, which left me drenched and embarrassed and the fact that the temperature dropped over 20 degrees, leaving me ill prepared and freezing on the way home.

But the food and the warmth of good times and getting to spend some rare personal time with an old friend more than made up for the days setbacks. It also more than makes up for the fact that I got no work done.

I hope everyone else had a wonderful day. Tomorrow, it's back to the grind.

Happy Thanksgiving!

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Wed, 24 Nov 2004 15:48:00 +0000

I'm going to be away, i.e. not blogging though I'll still be in my tiny, cramped NYC apartment, for Thanksgiving, so I just wanted to wish everyone out there reading this - whoever you are - a very happy Thanksgiving. I hope you eat lots of food and get to relax some because, hey, that's really what Thanksgiving is all about. I won't be doing too much relaxing. But I'm sure I'll work some in at some point. But since I've been "relaxing" all semester, I don't really need it as much.

So Happy Thanksgiving! And thanks for reading, as always. And if I seem to disappear over the next week and a half, never fear, I'm just so bogged down under the weight of my work that I cannot get out from under it to blog. And it's not like I'll be gone forever. Though it may seem like it...

Trips into Reality

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Wed, 24 Nov 2004 04:08:00 +0000

It's confession time: I've lately become a reality TV addict of sorts.

One of the shows I've been watching is "She's a Lady" on TBS. For those who aren't familiar with the premise, these men had to learn what it was like to be women by dressing up like them, etc. And my favorite guy won. Dave was his name, I think. His female name was Wynonna. He was definitely one ugly woman, but he got more than anyone else what it was like to be a woman, especially a less-than-beautiful one, and he had a big heart and he wasn't into playing these stupid mind games like so many of these people on these shows are.

So, I'm very happy he won. I was pulling for him.

Then, I've also been watching the Biggest Loser. It's an interesting show. It's inspiring to see these people go through all this hard work and lose so much weight. Only, I'm wondering about something. It seems like all of the annoying people are on one team. There's one woman in particular. I don't know her name, but she is just waaay too annoying. So I'm rooting for the other team. We'll see how that works out.

Meme Time

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Wed, 24 Nov 2004 03:13:00 +0000

Surfing through Blog Explosion blogs, I often see memes. I don't normally pick them up. But I found this one to be a bit intriguing:

1. Open up the music player on your computer (if you have one -- the music player, I mean. Clearly you have a computer, because otherwise you couldn't read this).

2. Set it to play your entire music collection.

3. Hit the "shuffle" command.

4. Tell us the title of the next ten songs that show up (with their musicians), no matter how embarrassing. That's right, no skipping that Carpenters tune that will totally destroy your hip credibility. It's time for total musical honesty. You can put the list in the comment thread, or write it up in your blog or Journal and then post a link in the comments.

5. I'm adding something; if you get the same artist twice, you may skip the second (or third, or etc.) occurances. You don't have to, but since randomness could mean you end up with a list of ten song with five artists, you can if you'd like.

I never talk about music here, so this should be illuminating for you guys. So here goes:

1. "Scarborough Fair/Canticle" - Simon & Garfunkel
2. "Paranoid Android" - Radiohead
3. "Honky Cat" - Elton John
4. "Where's the Orchestra?" - Billy Joel
5. "Down to the River to Pray" - Alison Krauss
6. "Gigue" from Suite No. 1 in G Major - Yo-Yo Ma/Johann Sebastian Bach
7. "What Is and What Should Never Be" - Led Zeppelin
8. "Madman Across the Water" - Bruce Hornsby (from Two Rooms album)
9. "Jerusalem Inn" - Kate Campbell
10. "Opening Doors" - Stephen Sondheim (music/lyrics), from Merrily We Roll Along, original Broadway recording

That wasn't too embarassing. And it was kind of fun. Maybe I'll do it again sometime...

Gone, But Not...Well, Not Gone

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Wed, 24 Nov 2004 00:27:00 +0000

Well, Rather's out. As CBS Evening News anchor. He's still going to be a "correspondent" for the 60 Minutes franchise. Go figure.

Most interesting of all is the first line in the article: "Two months after acknowledging that he could not authenticate documents..."

Uh...it's pretty hard to authenticate things that are fake.

And then, further down: "...later acknowledged to be based on documents whose genuineness and origins it could not substantiate."

The good folks at the NYT cannot bring themselves to say the memos were fake. Come on guys. I mean, it's just better writing to say it. Brevity and never using more words than necessary and all that.

No word yet on his replacement. I'd like to declare myself a candidate for the job. I mean, if Dan could do it...

A (Small) Rant

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Wed, 24 Nov 2004 00:10:00 +0000

Okay, so there's this guy at school. Let's call him Brady. You know, for lack of a better name, and so I don't have to keep saying "that guy." Because we all know that guy should be reserved for those cool, random actors who show up everywhere yet we don't know their names. You know: That guy is cool, and this guy - Brady - is definitely not cool.

Only he used to be. He used to be a really nice guy. We weren't really good friends, but we could carry on a conversation and occassionally throw each other kind glances and respectful, friendly "hellos."

Only not so much now. The thing is, I know exactly why. And it has absolutely nothing to do with me and everything to do with the fact that Brady has an ego now and he thinks he's somehow above me.

Which is, pardon the expression, bullshit.

So I have three words for Brady, even though, on the off chance that he happened across this blog, would have no idea that I am talking about him. The thought wouldn't even cross his mind: GET OVER YOURSELF! You are not all that. Not even close. So you think you've got some skills. So you think that you are going places. Who am I to judge? Maybe you are. But there are a lot of people - some of whom even go to our school, and (gasp!) schools that aren't perceived as being as good - who are better. And someday you'll learn that.

And you'll learn that you should be such a jerk, because the fall from the heights is hard and you're going to cry and wish you hadn't been so rude. Because there's nothing so pathetic as the moment when someone realizes they aren't nearly as cool and as great and as wonderful as they thought they were. And on the off-chance that I'm there to witness it, I can't promise I won't gloat. In fact, I think that I probably will. I won't be able to stop myself.

Some Thoughts on Antigone

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Sun, 21 Nov 2004 02:01:00 +0000

This is going to be a different post for me...a little bit of literary criticism, perhaps...but I find the parallels kind of interesting, so here goes.

I am taking Law & Literature this semester. One of the things we read was the Jean Anouilh version of Antigone. It was a very interesting play and I enjoyed reading it. It's less about Creon and more about Antigone than the original Sophocles version, which means their import to the story is about even. In class on Thursday, we watched a filmed version of the play. Creon, immediately after his big scene with Antigone, which makes up the bulk of the play, after he has sent her off to be killed following his fruitless attempts to save her life (or to get her to save her own life?), he is talking with his son. He goes into a washroom and he washes his hands as he talks to his son. I didn't think much of it at the time - I barely even noticed it - but some other girl in class brought it up when we were discussing the film.

Only now, did I really put it all together, though. See, I have a paper to write for that class, and so I was thinking about the play, and trying to make some sense of it, and that girl's comments came into my head, and then, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I mean, I'd put it together in my head, but only obliquely and not with that "ah ha" moment.

I am talking, of course, of Pilate's washing his hands of Christ's eventual death, after having tried, similar to Creon with Antigone(i.e. in vain), to save Jesus' life.

This stage direction is not, as I recall, in the text of the play itself. But it's inclusion only makes the comparison more clear, for as I think back on it, it seems impossible that Anouilh did not have this in mind in writing the play. It's almost too perfect.

Creon is the law, as is Pilate. As such,he is bound by the law, to enforce it, even if it isn't consonant with his personal taste. I'm talking about Pilate as he is envisaged in the Gospels alone, not any other various historical or literary interpretations out there that might exist, that suggest he was more complicit in the death of Jesus. The Bible makes him complicit, as well, but not in a sinister, I wanted this to happen all along kind of a way and I manipulated the Phariasees and the Jewish citizens under my control to get it to happen. Some folks that this interpretation, but it is not of which I speak here, for I don't believe that it is truly supported by the text of the Gospels, and it is that with which I am currently concerned.

But both men are men of the law. Likewise, both Jesus and Antigone are to suffer their respective fates - it is absolutely necessary that they die, and nothing anyone else does can stop it from happening. Anouilh flips this on its head, and at least implies a little bit that Antigone is dying in vain, for nothing, just because she can, just because she is ill suited for this world. He certainly has little regard for religion, as both Antigone and Creon admit that her ostensible reason for burying her brother, i.e. so his soul will not wander the earth because it hasn't received the proper rites, is basically a load of hooey. And her brother, as described by Creon, was hardly a nice guy, hardly worth dying for. Then again, mankind was just a bunch of sinners, and also hardly worth dying for, but Christ, through His infinite love, did it just the same. In fact, it is just because mankind was so wretched that Jesus had to die to begin with.

It's interesting, too, because the play envisions Creon as complicit in the death of Antigone, as well as all the tragedy that follows, even though it was fated to happen from the beginning and there was nothing that he could have done about it, in all likelihood. So, too, with Pilate. He did exactly what he had to do, and yet, at the same time, it was the wrong thing to do. It's an interesting paradox that Anouilh also flips on its head, since he also suggests, at least to my mind, that Creon could have stopped it, but at a cost.

The parallels are not exact. Pilate was not really following the law when he had Jesus put to death so much as giving the people what they wanted to stop them from rebelling agaisnt him and Rome. Creon, on the other hand, seems to be denying the people what they want, but he, too, is trying to quell a rebellion. Both men are also driven my political concerns to do what they have done. In the end, it all unravels from Creon, and the stability that he was desparately trying to achieve by proving his point about the burial of Polynices (or was it the other one? - I don't remember, but in Anouilh's verson it doesn't matter anyway, as Creon tells it, he doesn't even know which brother was which) is, at the end of the play, on the brink of failure and his regime is on the brink of collapse.

Oddly, though, that doesn't make his decision about the burial any less right. Because if he had done that, it would also have only added power to the movement and led to more chaos and war. So, too, if he'd pardoned Antigone, given into her demands, and let her live. Either way, he loses. Just like Pilate. If Pilate doesn't kill Jesus, then he denies the people the Son of Man, the sacrifice that they need, and eventually, they will become restless and rebel against him anyway. He would merely be stalling and delaying. But if he kills Jesus - as he does - he gives the people what they want at the moment, but it's also a means of stalling, for he is ensuring the eventual demise of the Roman Empire in doing so, as the religion that follows Christ becomes more powerful.

Anyway, those are just some thoughts I had. I still cannot wrap my mind around it all, mainly because I've been in law school too long and think too logically. But I do find it interesting that Anouilh would find this reference in the story of Antigone even though it predates Christ.

Then again, I don't find that unusual at all.

A Slight Interruption

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Sat, 20 Nov 2004 15:34:00 +0000

Barring some great life crisis that needs to be purged or a great world crisis that needs to be discussed, I will be taking the weekend off from blogging. It's not that I don't love you all dearly. It's just that, I have a 20 page paper to write, and I'm only on page one, though I finally know where I'm going with it, so hopefully it won't be too difficult to write from here on out. So, my focus must be there...it is that time of year after all.

This is, of course, subject to change on any sort of whim or flight of fancy on my part.

Happy weekends to all!

It's That Time Again

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Sat, 20 Nov 2004 02:27:00 +0000

Well, here we go with another quiz, this time categorizing your fair blogger as a literary work. The results are, as usual, unsurprising:

T.S.Eliot: The Wasteland. You are a desperate cry
to God, moulded in intricate word-craftmanship.
Your language is controlled, but inside, you
feel empty and are not content with your life.
You see both the world and your inner self as a
waste land: nothing good can come out of it
anyway. People find you difficult to understand
but admire you nevertheless.

Which literature classic are you?
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Anyone who knows me knows I am Eliot-obsessed. This just confirms that it is proper, that everything is as it should be. All is right with the world and all that.

Quiz via Alarming News.

Bloggers for Nepal

noreply@blogger.com (Shannon) — Sat, 20 Nov 2004 01:42:00 +0000

Surfing through Blog Explosion, I came across an interesting blog: Keep Nepal Free, dedicated to keeping that country out of the hands of communists.