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Start here!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Jim McKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXYJUAlAUr4/TwE_6zkl01I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/O-cx3q1Fw9I/s220/NYD%2B01.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>299</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/jimmckee/Eayk" /><feedburner:info uri="jimmckee/eayk" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4DR304eCp7ImA9WhRbEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-3915223073637508126</id><published>2012-02-03T01:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T01:36:16.330-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-03T01:36:16.330-05:00</app:edited><title>Arrested, Yet No Development</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MCBRWiZaAjw/Tyt__8rCYDI/AAAAAAAAAeo/GpQS59YEZ94/s1600/graphic_jail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MCBRWiZaAjw/Tyt__8rCYDI/AAAAAAAAAeo/GpQS59YEZ94/s400/graphic_jail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704794089589989426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story was reported recently by &lt;a href="http://cnsnews.com/news/article/az-inmate-arrested-refusing-leave-lockup" target="_blank"&gt;CNS News&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FLAGSTAFF, Arizona — Most people can't wait to leave jail, but one northern Arizona inmate has been charged with trespassing after refusing to leave the Coconino County lockup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coconino County Sheriff's Office spokesman Gerry Blair says 44-year-old Martin Batieni Kombate was arrested in Flagstaff last week for trespassing and was scheduled for release Monday on his own recognizance on the charge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But when detention officers from the sheriff's office showed up to escort him out, Kombate allegedly said he wasn't leaving and was staying because he couldn't find his wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blair tells The Associated Press that Kombate was disorderly in a jail cell, would not leave, so the police were called and Kombate was arrested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blair says Kombate remains in jail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So... let me get this straight:  The guy refused to leave jail, so they arrested him and... what?  Kept him in jail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahahahahahaha!!!  That's priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if he's found his wallet yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24953038-3915223073637508126?l=www.jimmckee.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lUyj-Jpz1rUH1Y00bfBFTZLAq2I/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lUyj-Jpz1rUH1Y00bfBFTZLAq2I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~4/ul_GlVCGu3g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://www.classicrockjimmy.com/blog/neil-young-harvest/" title="Neil Young: Harvest" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/feeds/2104225765850560803/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/2012/01/neil-young-harvest.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/2104225765850560803?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/2104225765850560803?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~3/ul_GlVCGu3g/neil-young-harvest.html" title="Neil Young: Harvest" /><author><name>Jim McKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXYJUAlAUr4/TwE_6zkl01I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/O-cx3q1Fw9I/s220/NYD%2B01.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-raGBP9N549Q/Tw_U2MGCEGI/AAAAAAAAAcM/tpiw8V6TcZs/s72-c/neilyoung_harvest.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jimmckee.com/2012/01/neil-young-harvest.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QHQXo4fyp7ImA9WhRWFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-7551000438989820309</id><published>2012-01-03T14:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T14:35:30.437-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-03T14:35:30.437-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="winter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jim mckee" /><title>Wintering Over</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wXyuLIxd2eI/TwNYCEEpeHI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Fvd1lrnihB8/s1600/VectofSnowflake.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wXyuLIxd2eI/TwNYCEEpeHI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Fvd1lrnihB8/s400/VectofSnowflake.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693491146402658418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the winter of our discontent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just kidding, but it really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; winter.  Cold outside.  I'm not really a fan of the cold (although, if you're feeling groggy, it'll wake you up in a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hurry&lt;/span&gt;).  The days are short and cold, the nights are long and colder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I'm not really a winter person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And we haven't had a bad snowstorm yet.  I don't look forward to it.  And as a new homeowner, I'll have a driveway and a long sidewalk to shovel (or preferrably, snow-blow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think bears have the right idea.  Tell ya what, I'm gonna take a nap... See ya in April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24953038-7551000438989820309?l=www.jimmckee.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wYZe4sl3YEf7RciQWFOcDJxkXnc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wYZe4sl3YEf7RciQWFOcDJxkXnc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~4/lYWUUb12M84" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/2012/01/wintering-over.html" title="Wintering Over" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/feeds/7551000438989820309/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/2012/01/wintering-over.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/7551000438989820309?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/7551000438989820309?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~3/lYWUUb12M84/wintering-over.html" title="Wintering Over" /><author><name>Jim McKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXYJUAlAUr4/TwE_6zkl01I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/O-cx3q1Fw9I/s220/NYD%2B01.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wXyuLIxd2eI/TwNYCEEpeHI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Fvd1lrnihB8/s72-c/VectofSnowflake.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jimmckee.com/2012/01/wintering-over.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIHR388eip7ImA9WhRWFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-6498057154767693651</id><published>2012-01-01T23:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T02:15:36.172-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-02T02:15:36.172-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><title>New Pic For The New Year</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4NawJTjq4RQ/TwFZKTQjE9I/AAAAAAAAAbE/mOuKoyyP7zs/s1600/NYD%2B01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4NawJTjq4RQ/TwFZKTQjE9I/AAAAAAAAAbE/mOuKoyyP7zs/s400/NYD%2B01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692929437476262866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Cool, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24953038-6498057154767693651?l=www.jimmckee.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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There have been a few interviews, but nothing has panned out yet.  Therefore, I've recently joined the ranks of the millions of Americans receiving unemployment compensation.  So, first and foremost, a job would be great.  But, in addition to that, I am trying to get some other things going on the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already launched &lt;a href="http://www.classicrockjimmy.com/" target="_blank"&gt;ClassicRockJimmy.com&lt;/a&gt;, which is a site dedicated to discussions about various things of interest to classic rock fans.  There's not a lot of content there yet, but that should change over the month of January. I'm also trying to build an Amazon store there, so please check it out when you get a chance (if that sort of thing interests you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another idea I have cooking is to build a site to help people learn math.  I don't want to say too much about it yet, since it's still just in my brain right now. But I've been a math geek ever since I was a kid, not just in understanding it myself, but being able to help others to understand it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also reading a book about starting an eBay business... but that's in the very preliminary stages.  To make it an actual, money-making business, there is a TON to learn.  I've got several other ideas as well, but I don't want to get too many irons in the fire at once, so the majority of them will just sit on hold for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me back to my first Internet love:  this blog.  I guarantee you that it is NOT going away.  I am going to try to post here 2 to 3 times a week.  But, I need your help.  If nobody reads what I write, I tend to get discouraged.  So, if you can suggest that your friends and/or family stop by and check this blog out, I'd greatly appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, those are my plans for 2012.  How 'bout you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24953038-3069931809056597921?l=www.jimmckee.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qFwC3G4IvFKLpbk5cdyj5_0BLbU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qFwC3G4IvFKLpbk5cdyj5_0BLbU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~4/gDhcj7JCq4Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/12/buddy-system.html" title="The Buddy System???" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/feeds/6205249722526496337/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/12/buddy-system.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/6205249722526496337?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/6205249722526496337?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~3/gDhcj7JCq4Q/buddy-system.html" title="The Buddy System???" /><author><name>Jim McKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXYJUAlAUr4/TwE_6zkl01I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/O-cx3q1Fw9I/s220/NYD%2B01.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gK5EuJQrKb0/TuExJSBqEwI/AAAAAAAAAYA/HqlU0FfcRiQ/s72-c/IMG_0197.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/12/buddy-system.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMDQHs8fip7ImA9WhRTF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-4663332709477312002</id><published>2011-11-07T17:49:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T17:54:31.576-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-07T17:54:31.576-05:00</app:edited><title>When Stories Write Themselves...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XS8mfRcTEzg/Trhg17nB_0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/Ni3CfkwHVIs/s1600/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XS8mfRcTEzg/Trhg17nB_0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/Ni3CfkwHVIs/s400/010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672390210323873602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean, really, do I need to add anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24953038-4663332709477312002?l=www.jimmckee.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Because that's the news my manager gave me this past Monday.  Here's a clue that &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; can use in the future:  When there's a representative from Human Resources in a meeting (in my case, she was on the phone because I work in a so-called "remote location"), that's NEVER a good sign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So anyway, after twelve years, my employment with Nationwide Insurance is scheduled to end on November 17th. I'm not complaining, they've been really decent to me. In fact, the time until that date is solely for me to find another job; I don't think a lot of companies do that, so I am very grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U_8IW_jRKpg/Tnzo6jficaI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Wrc8Q0elMBw/s1600/NWlogo_200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U_8IW_jRKpg/Tnzo6jficaI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Wrc8Q0elMBw/s1600/NWlogo_200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In fact, it's been a heck of a ride.  During the time of my employment, the following events have happened in my life (not in any particular order):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; separation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;divorce&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;engagement&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;marriage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 trips to Scotland &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my son became an adult&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;car purchased&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;car paid off&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;moved 3 times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bought a house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't always with Nationwide.  I hired in with Titan Insurance, but Nationwide bought us in 2003.  Two other companies had owned us in the preceding four years, but Nationwide actually &lt;i&gt;assimilated&lt;/i&gt; us. (Yes, somewhat like the Borg...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RYQOiMv_3lk/TnzpgBY7AfI/AAAAAAAAAQI/FiK4leLNWNg/s1600/TitanMI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RYQOiMv_3lk/TnzpgBY7AfI/AAAAAAAAAQI/FiK4leLNWNg/s320/TitanMI.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655651968408551922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Titan Insurance is still around, by the way, as a subsidiary, and brand, of Nationwide.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The bottom line is: in just under two months, I am scheduled to be out of a job.  Something within the company could still work out, but since I just bought my house, I definitely cannot move (and nor would I want to, I love my house).  So, cross your fingers, and we will see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24953038-2485918079472359602?l=www.jimmckee.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It took us over four months, two failed offers, countless hundreds of e-mails and phone calls, as well as wandering through &lt;b&gt;LOTS&lt;/b&gt; of houses (many of which, in hindsight, we really did &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; want), but we finally got it done:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My wife Tina and I are Washtenaw County's newest homeowners!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It's a really great house, and as sad as I am for those who are trying to sell right now, it's a &lt;b&gt;GREAT&lt;/b&gt; time to buy.&lt;/div&gt;
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Also, if anyone is seeking to purchase a home in this area, we highly recommend Tyler Weston at Edward Surovell Realtors in Ann Arbor.&amp;nbsp; He did such a great job for us, helped us find a house that is perfect for us, and walked us through our frustrations at the whole process.&amp;nbsp; We cannot sing his praises loudly enough.&lt;/div&gt;
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Here's another photo of the house...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/L6GVf0bvwNJ58bJCF4srkjXM9ug/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/L6GVf0bvwNJ58bJCF4srkjXM9ug/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~4/EQTlGcWLfPs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/feeds/4027930430168181294/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/07/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/4027930430168181294?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/4027930430168181294?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~3/EQTlGcWLfPs/home-sweet-home.html" title="Home Sweet Home" /><author><name>Jim McKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXYJUAlAUr4/TwE_6zkl01I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/O-cx3q1Fw9I/s220/NYD%2B01.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvznlMc_O_U/Th_Z4I-7ryI/AAAAAAAAAP0/foWFg411a9g/s72-c/homeowners.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/07/home-sweet-home.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAMRn46fip7ImA9WhZbFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-5569847523622996675</id><published>2011-06-21T15:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T15:16:27.016-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-21T15:16:27.016-04:00</app:edited><title>Another First</title><content type="html">As far as I know, this is my first blog post from a moving vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I'm not driving!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/21/4349.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/21/s_4349.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class='blogpress_location'&gt;Location:&lt;a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Northbound%20on%20I-75,%20somewhere%20in%20Ohio&amp;z=10'&gt;Northbound on I-75, somewhere in Ohio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24953038-5569847523622996675?l=www.jimmckee.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mGzdDxzXZgwDqozbiCMd2L04rJA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mGzdDxzXZgwDqozbiCMd2L04rJA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mGzdDxzXZgwDqozbiCMd2L04rJA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mGzdDxzXZgwDqozbiCMd2L04rJA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~4/pX97Rm-Ejbs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/feeds/5569847523622996675/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/06/another-first.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/5569847523622996675?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/5569847523622996675?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~3/pX97Rm-Ejbs/another-first.html" title="Another First" /><author><name>Jim McKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXYJUAlAUr4/TwE_6zkl01I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/O-cx3q1Fw9I/s220/NYD%2B01.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/06/another-first.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UHQno5fSp7ImA9WhZQEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-2170017713117816022</id><published>2011-04-17T10:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:07:13.425-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-17T10:07:13.425-04:00</app:edited><title>A Cue Stick?  No, I Don't Think So</title><content type="html">Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am right now, as I type this, watching a YouTube video of the Randy Rogers Band doing an acoustic set (and if you don't know who they are, you should find out, especially if you like a little bit of rock mixed in with your country music).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway, the gal who introduced the band pronounces the word "acoustic" as "a cue stick". At first, I thought, "totally unacceptable", because I figured maybe she worked at a local radio station, and having worked in that business in an earlier life, I was appalled.&amp;nbsp; Then it dawned on me that maybe she's just some manager from the bar in which the show was held.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Regardless of her background, it still sounded stupid.&amp;nbsp; That's just NOT how it's pronounced.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Off my soapbox now...)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You can watch the video &lt;b style="background-color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MtKCnF5NTbc"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;... the video quality is cell-phone level at best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24953038-2170017713117816022?l=www.jimmckee.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Qf_NwD3UvF260lswORl_BuO-Uf8/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Qf_NwD3UvF260lswORl_BuO-Uf8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Qf_NwD3UvF260lswORl_BuO-Uf8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Qf_NwD3UvF260lswORl_BuO-Uf8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~4/aao9AXhQekc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/04/cue-stick-no-i-dont-think-so.html" title="A Cue Stick?  No, I Don't Think So" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/feeds/2170017713117816022/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/04/cue-stick-no-i-dont-think-so.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/2170017713117816022?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/2170017713117816022?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~3/aao9AXhQekc/cue-stick-no-i-dont-think-so.html" title="A Cue Stick?  No, I Don't Think So" /><author><name>Jim McKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXYJUAlAUr4/TwE_6zkl01I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/O-cx3q1Fw9I/s220/NYD%2B01.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/04/cue-stick-no-i-dont-think-so.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQBQ3k-cSp7ImA9WhZSGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-8240944419263689519</id><published>2011-04-03T11:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T12:15:52.759-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-03T12:15:52.759-04:00</app:edited><title>The Clapper Is Also The Snapper</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eQ_4WdCqofg/TZiR1LY0lwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/RSI-uG9cpDQ/s1600/the-clapper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="373" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eQ_4WdCqofg/TZiR1LY0lwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/RSI-uG9cpDQ/s400/the-clapper.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, we have the Clapper. I'd always thought it was a great idea, and this past Christmas, I finally bought one.&amp;nbsp; It worked great for controlling the Christmas tree lights. Heck, I don't know how we ever lived without it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once Christmas season was past and the tree came down, I hooked the main light in our bedroom up to it.&amp;nbsp; Works like a charm!&amp;nbsp; But, more to the point of the title, if you're really close to the actual Clapper unit, you can also snap your fingers to activate it.&amp;nbsp; Now that should REALLY cause &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Clapper"&gt;Larry Daley some consternation&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24953038-8240944419263689519?l=www.jimmckee.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XOkWiIi1JkX67uTPnfssVfqRgXA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XOkWiIi1JkX67uTPnfssVfqRgXA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~4/WrFGX12dyNY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/04/clapper-is-also-snapper.html" title="The Clapper Is Also The Snapper" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/feeds/8240944419263689519/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/04/clapper-is-also-snapper.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/8240944419263689519?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/8240944419263689519?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~3/WrFGX12dyNY/clapper-is-also-snapper.html" title="The Clapper Is Also The Snapper" /><author><name>Jim McKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXYJUAlAUr4/TwE_6zkl01I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/O-cx3q1Fw9I/s220/NYD%2B01.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eQ_4WdCqofg/TZiR1LY0lwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/RSI-uG9cpDQ/s72-c/the-clapper.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/04/clapper-is-also-snapper.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEAMQ349cCp7ImA9WhZSFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-2184593090864954898</id><published>2011-03-30T18:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T18:06:22.068-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-30T18:06:22.068-04:00</app:edited><title>Dear Blogging,</title><content type="html">&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt; I miss you, I really do.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Can't wait until we can be together again... Hopefully soon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All my love,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Jim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24953038-2184593090864954898?l=www.jimmckee.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/loxSZADEfJxWUKCyR4wmLTN1x4w/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/loxSZADEfJxWUKCyR4wmLTN1x4w/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/loxSZADEfJxWUKCyR4wmLTN1x4w/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/loxSZADEfJxWUKCyR4wmLTN1x4w/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~4/KElOgIlPVoE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/03/dear-blogging.html" title="Dear Blogging," /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/feeds/2184593090864954898/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/03/dear-blogging.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/2184593090864954898?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/2184593090864954898?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~3/KElOgIlPVoE/dear-blogging.html" title="Dear Blogging," /><author><name>Jim McKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXYJUAlAUr4/TwE_6zkl01I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/O-cx3q1Fw9I/s220/NYD%2B01.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/03/dear-blogging.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEECR30-fCp7ImA9Wx9VE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-6294294176204589598</id><published>2011-01-29T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T15:24:26.354-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-29T15:24:26.354-05:00</app:edited><title>Live from Best Buy</title><content type="html">... on a Sony Internet TV, powered by Google.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24953038-6294294176204589598?l=www.jimmckee.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8A0ygFBLFDmTQPSHaNaHcAfu6oQ/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8A0ygFBLFDmTQPSHaNaHcAfu6oQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8A0ygFBLFDmTQPSHaNaHcAfu6oQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8A0ygFBLFDmTQPSHaNaHcAfu6oQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~4/Ffs4efm68Vo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/feeds/6294294176204589598/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/01/live-from-best-buy.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/6294294176204589598?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/6294294176204589598?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jimmckee/Eayk/~3/Ffs4efm68Vo/live-from-best-buy.html" title="Live from Best Buy" /><author><name>Jim McKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXYJUAlAUr4/TwE_6zkl01I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/O-cx3q1Fw9I/s220/NYD%2B01.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jimmckee.com/2011/01/live-from-best-buy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cBQ305cSp7ImA9Wx9WEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-4602007964254924801</id><published>2011-01-16T16:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T16:57:32.329-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-16T16:57:32.329-05:00</app:edited><title>Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes...</title><content type="html">I haven't posted in a while...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, when I first started this blog, my intent was for it to be funny.&amp;nbsp; And it has, mostly (I have strayed from that on occasion). The problem with that is, that if I feel like blogging about something that isn't all that humorous (or not at all), it seems to me like I'm not fulfilling the purpose I laid out for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, now I feel that I'd like to expand my focus. I will still stay away from politics, since that is such a polarizing subject these days. I do have a long-dormant political blog, and I'm debating on whether to revive it. If I feel a desire to post on a political topic, I will do it there, not here. (Why did those last few words seem Dr. Seuss-like?)&amp;nbsp; By the way, I will occasionally be funny, especially when I put a slice of bologna in each shoe (thank you, Steve Martin).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway, that's the new idea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, and &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Happy Twenty-Eleven&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24953038-4602007964254924801?l=www.jimmckee.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As you may know, my beautiful wife Tina is a British immigrant.&amp;nbsp; This was her first Thanksgiving (and you'd be surprised how many people don't realize that it's &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; a holiday in the United Kingdom).&amp;nbsp; She's already used to turkey and the other trimmings, it's just on a different day (in the UK, Christmas is typically turkey dinner).&amp;nbsp; So, anyway, that was really cool for me, to kind of see it through her, instead of just taking it for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And, in case you DIDN'T get to hear it, and in case you were wondering what the title was in reference to... I give you Mr. Arlo Guthrie... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I already had the exact change of $1.39 in my hand, I was suddenly at a loss for words, so I just stood there, deer-in-the-headlights style. After an uncomfortably silent moment, he noticed my apparent ascendancy to statuehood, finally LOOKED (gasp) at the price on the bag, and said, "I guess it's $1.39, huh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Carelessness, laziness, incompetence?  I dunno, it's in there somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah, sometimes these articles kinda write themselves, don't ya think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24953038-8020750482393248489?l=www.jimmckee.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I was home last Friday, a little after 12 noon, having slaved over a hot computer for 3.25 hours in my underwear (if you must know), when there was a knock on my door. (I live in an apartment.)&amp;nbsp; I went to the door, opened it just a little (maintaining my modesty), and a lady was standing there, apparently one of the other tenants in the building.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She asked if she could borrow my cell phone. At that precise moment in time, I was listening to some Internet radio station on my cell phone (yes, kids, you can do that with an iPhone), so I offered to let her use my cordless home phone instead.&amp;nbsp; As I did not want to invite her in (I explained to her why not), I instead left the door cracked an inch or two while she made a couple of calls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I did not intend to eavesdrop, but it happened nonetheless. And this is what I heard, more than once...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"The baby peed on my cell phone!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually, she said the baby's name, but I won't say the name here, because who knows, that baby might grow up and run for President someday, and I wouldn't want to hurt his chances, because it was not a typical, everyday name (although not as weird as &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.starpulse.com/news/index.php/2007/04/20/swedish_baby_will_be_named_metallica_aft"&gt;Metallica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I guess not a wonderful choice as to where to leave your cell phone.&amp;nbsp; This really takes the cake.&amp;nbsp; I have a co-worker who lost two cell phones while fishing (separate incidents). I have a friend who got gravy in her cell phone. No, really, it's not that hard to do, if you throw the phone in the bag with your drive-thru order from KFC.&amp;nbsp; For a long time thereafter, that cell phone was referred to as "the gravy phone".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But pee on the cell phone?&amp;nbsp; I can only imagine trying to explain that one at the Verizon store. Wonder if urine-soaked cell phones are covered under the replacement plan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Reminds me of an old Rod Stewart song...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Urine my heart, urine my soul..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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