<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 25 May 2026 23:59:53 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>no time like the present</category><category>that&#39;s one tasty tip</category><category>together or to get her?</category><title>* A Legend In My Own Mind *</title><description>A proud member of the WEBNet (Walker Extended Blog Network)</description><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-3443261946269621176</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2025 20:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-09-27T15:54:08.772-07:00</atom:updated><title>Do You Remember the Ayn Rand Book, Atlas Shrugged?</title><atom:summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;While I do not espouse her Objectivist philosophy, I did enjoy the book. I probably read it 40 years ago. So, when I read a review of the book I just finished reading, The Untethered by Southwick,&amp;nbsp;I definitely saw the similarities, although the book is less intense. And the ending was too sudden and tied everything up too neatly.&amp;nbsp;For the price, though, (I paid nothing), it was </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2025/09/do-you-remember-ayn-rand-book-atlas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-4211588498553858273</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2024 22:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-09-27T15:41:27.425-07:00</atom:updated><title>RIP, Mom</title><atom:summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;Sara Lynn Walker. passed away today, January 30, 2024. She had gone into the hospital last week because she had COVID, but the real reason was her Alzheimer&#39;s had finally affected enough of her body to make it too weak to fight the infection. She joins her husband, Don, with Our Lord in heaven. We will miss her, but she is no longer in pain and is with loved ones that she can recognize </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2024/01/rip-mom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-897732931615169571</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2017 20:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-09-29T13:25:01.564-07:00</atom:updated><title>RIP, Dad</title><atom:summary type="text">In late June, my father, Don Walker, passed away from a glioblastoma multiforme (GBM), the same brain cancer that Sen. John McCain has been diagnosed with. It sounds as if they caught Sen. McCain&#39;s cancer earlier that Dad&#39;s. I hope so. It is an ugly illness with a life expectancy of around 14 months once diagnosed. When they ran an MRI in early April and found Dad&#39;s GBM, they said it was far </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2017/09/rip-dad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU5LIptlJn7JZVZzX0N9XN4Ua-1lauE9gipmrvVN9Bfb4PMQ4r68Iyq6G0TqR7UyUNJUupnP79pf32wieXpdEGwX1c0OVXFKZ3DdE735LihNxInYueXisPVWAnE0_iehJ3lCsi/s72-c/Dad+Obit+Photo+3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-3198289859678152245</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2017 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-02-06T07:00:38.995-08:00</atom:updated><title>Where&#39;s Your Chutzpah?</title><atom:summary type="text">Chutzpah? No, I am not talking about some exotic vegetable, nor even those cute little dolls you win at carnival games. I am talking about guts, nerves, boldness. I am also including self-confidence. Earlier this week, I suddenly got an email that 2 of my 5 projects had been transferred to a different manager. I admit it made me concerned about my boss&#39; boss&#39; interpretation of my skills. 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&quot;What truly matters is not which party controls our government, but whether our government is controlled by the people. January 20th, 2017 will be remembered as the day the people became the rulers of this nation again.&quot; </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2017/01/post-inaugural-inanity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh72xdZZ1_qTL2uQisu6ciPJs5rMHP8lIQlv0M1JS523XajSju49krvuZGYpXJwFllvtzLD6GygfMXR1OPK32I8LSaOJc3AKmSXq2p7b0OUJdj5LezPVImS1HWUr1lWXWhRQMZ7/s72-c/Screen+shot+2017-01-22+at+11.20.21+AM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-4690500562391327820</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2017 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-17T07:00:30.813-08:00</atom:updated><title>Get A Head of Jimmy Carter?</title><atom:summary type="text">Why didn&#39;t anyone tell me I could have purchased a wax figure of Abraham Lincoln for $9,000? I missed the auction, which was held last Saturday in Gettysburg, PA. He sold for $8,500. Obama sold for $2,000. Hillary Clinton went for $675. BTW, no, I wold not have placed him in my car for the purpose of using the HOV lane. I mean, come on, who&#39;s going to pull over Honest Abe? Before we leave this </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2017/01/get-head-of-jimmy-carter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZQ6pIYotP4oiLndYx7s93PJjQtfH8kH2ax0xNQZ2-Jf4Thyphenhyphenira0ZoZ7FZaRF9dnV4KnfiEMxMMQfF5FwN5CMSYuoMb-8WKyPwZ1gxieTQlq5nwB36RnTHxd1XWgD-V_2r7EWg/s72-c/Screen+shot+2017-01-16+at+3.26.38+PM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-2393393361006041235</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2017 18:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-16T10:59:04.165-08:00</atom:updated><title>Happy MLK Day!</title><atom:summary type="text">One of the articles I just read is really interesting about the inspiration for his final speech on the night he was assassinated. In 1958, he was stabbed in Harlem while siging books. The surgeons worked many hours to save his life, and one was quoted as saying, &quot;had Dr. King sneezed or coughed the weapon would have penetrated the aorta.” This quote formed the foundation of King’s “I have been </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2017/01/happy-mlk-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-9103260627205220723</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2017 04:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-12T20:46:15.766-08:00</atom:updated><title>End of the Week Comments</title><atom:summary type="text">Do you like Cadbury Eggs? Those yummy eggs of goodness that come out around Easter every year? I do and have bought them during that season for years. Now, though, I like the ones filled with caramel more than the traditional ones. Anyway, this year, they&#39;ve added a twist. Cadbury Oreo Eggs. I would certainly try one.

























I wouldn&#39;t be happy if things were running up my </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2017/01/end-of-week-comments.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbo2VREHk6ui3GWj87s7aaoGkHq8_dxXtp6Bg2xbkq4uPG_QGDc7H4vMS99aUxu3rzcQqhD92MJFQhkF3guUO2WV-sWTNM1TSpdCjbeCyYwjH1LTSJo2gb1utrid4Gsh_67kwu/s72-c/Screen+shot+2017-01-12+at+8.38.54+PM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-1033358912015530392</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2017 04:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-09T20:17:32.894-08:00</atom:updated><title>Some Stuff For You , And Some Stuff (Hopefully) For Me</title><atom:summary type="text">Have you ever heard of the Andy Griffith Show? It ran through the 1960s and starred... Andy Griffith. I&#39;m not going to really talk about it except to share the following. I just learned that they filmed at least 2 Star Trek episodes on the Mayberry sets. When Star Trek first debuted, the show was so underfunded that the set of Mayberry was used to film several different scenes. You can see </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2017/01/some-stuff-for-you-and-some-stuff.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8q44pkh8FYJSDx44kT0Bn9t82P4MYURa3v9QfYVNYNNfh2CcyMV2LJW-lfdR2JomaM_dkKkQuhdOFwyDMwMOA2Twkf2O2yItF3Af4IbOCtjCOgKMPbWaUuuO7udT9SjRzKKZb/s72-c/Star+Trek+Mayberry.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-1077685590223155739</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2017 03:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-02T19:22:30.205-08:00</atom:updated><title>New Blog Created!</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;ve begun a new project that will require help from all of you to make it worthwhile. I have created a new blog for all of us to capture family memories. As I noted in the header of the new blog, &quot;Share your memories of being part of the Walker family. Time with cousins, aunts, uncles, immediate family, vacations, reunions, whatever.&quot; So, travel over to http://</atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2017/01/new-blog-created.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-652403670245237516</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2017 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-02T07:00:03.444-08:00</atom:updated><title>It&#39;s Next Year</title><atom:summary type="text">Has anyone noticed that I haven&#39;t been posting new posts as frequently? My new job really limits access to the site during the day, so I have to write it the night before. The challenge there is that MBH and I share this one computer, and we are fitting in dinner and some TV, so I just don&#39;t have much time for it. Also, I haven&#39;t found a lot of new content in recent months. I just wanted you to </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2017/01/its-next-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMclZJs4JbPQeMQ4IWg2QDQjbkGeXGMXZnVIqbZ-tMpsQ7EJnQC1LG7U8kw-PFvGJLXkDtVARfvM-WShizygKmemPiCBtTCgIXJH-fQQlhKblKHGw2TYvwTuUWYIeuBRdQxSpB/s72-c/Pity+the+Tool.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-7523233004460077682</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Dec 2016 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-12-09T08:47:04.043-08:00</atom:updated><title>Who&#39;d&#39;a Thunk It?</title><atom:summary type="text">It wasn&#39;t &quot;only a cough&quot;, as I claimed yesterday. It is bronchitis and now, I am on medicine. Hopefully, it means that I can sing Sunday night. Even if I cannot, I will stand with the choir (unless my cough is still bad), and I will lead my small group as we sing &quot;Silent Night.&quot;

Have you ever heard of a giraffe dog? No, me neither, but....




















NLTD just pointed me to a great </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2016/12/whoda-thunk-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf-iXr7zRqIRRTUrLCxhMhtKTbMKuGkhJUEuAjjPfRuY417QIpePjUivzHeastviFZD9hscH6foyDDtV_bvp6XRC7DY4xDV4R5JMGykaVRa1cx17JTy01Zjiq6yU1R180NHbNp/s72-c/Screen+shot+2016-12-08+at+5.20.19+PM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-6933097906225376791</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2016 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-12-08T07:00:19.457-08:00</atom:updated><title>I&#39;m Telling Myself It is Only a Cough</title><atom:summary type="text">Last night, I tossed and turned all night with a nagging cough. Don&#39;t you hate that? As a way to pass the time, I ended up thinking about Hamilton, the musical, which then led me to think of the other major, political musical that I have seen. Do you know what it was? Sure, 1776. It looks like I first saw it in 1970 in Dallas and it was amazing. Probably as exciting back then as Hamilton seems </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2016/12/im-telling-myself-it-is-only-cough.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHKcdutqxZ5yUkykBz87UE8o8cvQyWeQhRyhIt26Zn3k4yPrpTu6cCb4VqGJPLCDhMttSGaSS0ElR086DHSRhO7_RQI1cswZDXgRNV7M2c7vPbtuqw41-9RZgF0oKiUV74KZFZ/s72-c/Screen+shot+2016-12-07+at+6.03.28+PM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-7938354508330143035</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2016 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-12-06T07:00:20.998-08:00</atom:updated><title>Take a deep breath. Did you get enough oxygen? I think that I did</title><atom:summary type="text">I had my biannual cardiac stress test and they said I made it 10.75 minutes (compared to just over 9.5 minutes two years ago). And based on that, it seems that my VO2Max (a measure of a person&#39;s aerobic fitness) is just over 37. So what, right? According to charts, that is in the Good range. What does this mean? Is a higher number “good”? All else being equal, a higher VO2 max is a good thing: it</atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2016/12/take-deep-breath-did-you-get-enough.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrrySNB5IS7GmZ979jvRpCBZtkYzx-LXFYWO6O50SoW-1bWMJoC4G23wWIE0Bm86ODATiAhsLmRm2WSvHd59xQP1m6pNmJf_iXKndNNtC8Bhccx-ZFlra7nNDp0IRA0coBeQNC/s72-c/Screen+shot+2016-12-05+at+9.26.02+PM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-2971904254611902765</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Dec 2016 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-12-05T07:00:26.346-08:00</atom:updated><title>Nothing to Worry About</title><atom:summary type="text">Somehow, I&#39;ve been busy at nights and have not taken the time to write a new blog post. And so far, I&#39;ve been just too busy at work to even think about it during the mornings. So, I am starting this on Sunday to be sure I have something ready to share. How do I like my new job? As you might hope, I am really liking it. You may remember that I took this position knowing that it was only funded </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2016/12/nothing-to-worry-about.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlDY9TWrEAt4W0yP8q54RVsG-QDNqY-gS3wG_MQ8CfzQKnR-407dWFrDG7wTGAtRPpClGujpsHVY4Kh39ZlRAOLuoOFOzW4sqaYm_Qmi3Q6XbKAGX8ZSLZTVPyvzJHVm2UPTFm/s72-c/Screen+shot+2016-12-04+at+10.01.03+AM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-8127390129242246334</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2016 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-11-28T07:00:00.170-08:00</atom:updated><title>Fried &quot;Air&quot;</title><atom:summary type="text">Every year, state fairs across the country vie for who can create the newest food craze. You&#39;ve heard of fried ice cream, fried Coke, fried butter. Guess what I just saw on Groupon. I&#39;m sure it will become a new craze, if I can ever understand how they can fry &#39;air&#39;.



















How was your Thanksgiving. Ours was very nice, spending the first part of the day with parents and the second </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2016/11/fried-air.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2y_0y13udfA-TxNay5UwPyCuUoeh_evW0-xJCKPh6P4N8X952UUdeuEeQcGIG2oHi4XSH3Nbzkzv_EzSnQ-A3mffsVxGVrXnKc-iBFaH640F_jCgrxOPwJxOt4Ojgx3rVmN2K/s72-c/Screen+shot+2016-11-25+at+5.58.39+AM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-166425271139619643</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2016 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-11-24T07:00:04.308-08:00</atom:updated><title>A Tale of a Tale About Peanuts</title><atom:summary type="text">Today&#39;s Jokes and Puns calendar entry:
How many cooks does it take to stuff a turkey?
Only one, but you really have to squeeze him in.

Happy Thankgsiving! Today&#39;s post is primarily one fun article about a classic animated television show. It is a story from NYMag about how&amp;nbsp;A Charlie Brown Christmas almost never made it to the air. 















Soon, millions of American families will </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2016/11/a-tale-of-tale-about-peanuts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7w8-o9JUoYH4KVRGS2jEOObpN39oy00HT-0CbqkgXZoixNoSpAnwCSndrOhhuj1FLrVf5r1gMDdUgmrIJZwoEnQGWre5LRSnVwc2xC5IaD074hdBBh6bt8cbciBXiq3UFM_IB/s72-c/16-charlie-brown-christmas-7.w710.h473.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-7079687417670786680</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Nov 2016 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-11-23T13:05:28.674-08:00</atom:updated><title>Pre-Thanksgiving Thanks Giving</title><atom:summary type="text">Did you remember that yesterday was the 23rd anniversary of the assassination of President John F Kennedy? Do you believe the finding that Lee Harvey Oswald was the lone gunman? I guess we&#39;ll never know for sure.

If you are like me, and I know that you are not, you have wondered what the difference is between a street and an avenue and a road. No, I have never actually wondered that, but I came </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2016/11/pre-thanksgiving-thanks-giving.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0uFrv_PnhoqcTQZPwFc9tMy4EmKUoDRMFcR6EJmJUsUSmY95gx19Nexj1y97R61VnAMOHRaJQt0TH5LncfKJx3LeF9fqpTyklgPJaEoUrC8Zg3nN4aGnRIST6__7LWZ7-rHsP/s72-c/Screen+shot+2016-11-22+at+10.40.16+AM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-3059558232015770119</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Nov 2016 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-11-22T07:00:16.316-08:00</atom:updated><title>Kids and Cats and Canned Biscuits</title><atom:summary type="text">Who doesn&#39;t love biscuits? I know that I do, although they are probably not great for me. Still, this article describes 6 ways you can use the canned ones to build a pretty tasty meal. The Monkey Bread and the Calzones look the best, although our sister-in-law made the dumplings on vacation and they were really good.













We are not through with food-related stories though. Oh no! And the</atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2016/11/kids-and-cats-and-canned-biscuits.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Lu_bP2Xs4G6kgRhaizEx712lRuABTNLNGO86mcbBK47sVvSopyPYZh5HUwTQZEqmLCMdThUjYOs2sTvIRSZbxGgq__66iqdFdBTWd9OKP3jF77iYtsmMUWda3YIBFh_fQeHe/s72-c/Screen+shot+2016-11-21+at+8.48.42+PM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-4863263848322835279</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Nov 2016 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-11-21T07:00:16.279-08:00</atom:updated><title>Shooting the Kids, Snacking on the Bacon, and Casserolling the Sweet Potatoes</title><atom:summary type="text">This is a great, uplifting window ad:













I like it when signs are easy to understand.













One morning during our vacation to Colorado in October, I woke to this scene.















Five minutes, the storm increased to this.















Sadly, the snow at 14,000 ft. never made it down to us at 9,000 ft. That same morning did provide the opportunity to catch a mountain jay </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2016/11/shooting-kids-snacking-on-bacon-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhycuJbN1BhRj-qPT2SMd0j1mxNEpVw4S0-cIE9ke26qNKs2If76Wv2Kv-k6Cj7EFciaGtJN_gRAGGU54nIvytaFYi1cO8kXFfx9s6FKxm3lbW255LIqTLjDvCSSonuctpFnRmc/s72-c/Screen+shot+2016-11-20+at+4.44.07+PM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-2070554001740426194</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Nov 2016 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-11-18T07:00:04.117-08:00</atom:updated><title>Do You Prefer Your Turkeys Stuffed or Wild?</title><atom:summary type="text">Ingenious fixes to common problems. This first one is a cool twist on car repair.
















Here&#39;s a clever way to avoid those high cable bills, but still see the quality programming you expect.





















Here is a photo of a road (County Road 5?) just outside of Ridgway, CO. As you know, I am a sucker for a shot when the road leads my eye into the scene. This one is in landscape</atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2016/11/do-you-prefer-your-turkeys-stuffed-or.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYSIWocDxVL8bsqFjRQrDmZSwf_UGEnkDIB3JhobS9cZSdDS5nU7bMKTSKTUll7Jym166zwScVY3f5mUteEaHxWOnrbnWLtgR_TvObXg-j6M4rA4rZY0BjlO7UmK602FYdr8bM/s72-c/Screen+shot+2016-11-17+at+9.15.58+PM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-4427266926548386401</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Nov 2016 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-11-17T07:00:24.262-08:00</atom:updated><title>Scans and Patterns and Friday-Eve</title><atom:summary type="text">Disclaimer: This blog is hosted on a platform, Blogger, owned by Google. Why did I feel the need to share that disclaimer? Well, they have released a new app called PhotoScan for iOS and Android, and it promises to make preserving the memories in your old printed photos much easier. And if you go to this link, you will see a gif showing how it works, and it looks really impressive. They also </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2016/11/scans-and-patterns-and-friday-eve.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjQeg_bXtavDPeyfzSf7pU6ugu4djRda4Z8Kf_HyGo602py8R-iZYHdjlrLSBQLcVLSZ3xdkPqfeky2xEtg80PdjsJ1JA__54nHIzzVNcqumXpFG5E_0H3YaS1nN2jmuMiPw64/s72-c/Screen+shot+2016-11-16+at+8.56.50+PM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-385989187257434781</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Nov 2016 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-11-16T07:00:03.070-08:00</atom:updated><title>A Map, A Mat, A Moon and Math</title><atom:summary type="text">You may have heard before that maps of the world are not entirely accurate on scale. Most maps are based on the Mercator projection, a schema that distorts the scale of many countries because it enlarges nations as they get farther from the Equator. While helpful in some cases, this doesn’t give travelers a totally accurate vision of the Earth’s spatial layout. In a Mercator map, Greenland looks </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2016/11/a-map-mat-moon-and-math.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNwstzN90wRCw3pgKBfhKMjGz1LYoTvoCUO9ZxjkNOGcjYoyAKf8cUVpIWowXIJq_Hj_1wiwiiJKjF51_55uFaqOW_pcJPd3xfixXuGHhPQw4Cg3hgRtV1TJryEMtTsnDC18wR/s72-c/Screen+shot+2016-11-15+at+2.07.43+PM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-4409809944889258088</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Nov 2016 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-11-15T07:00:00.140-08:00</atom:updated><title>The EYES Have It</title><atom:summary type="text">During the later part of his life, Claude Monet developed cataracts in his eyes which prevented him from seeing colors clearly. The painter tried various treatments to no avail. In 1923, at the age of 82, he opted to have the lens of his left eye completely removed. Judging by the paintings he produced after the procedure, it may have enabled him to see ultraviolet light. The two paintings you </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2016/11/the-eyes-have-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUmN2S8g2Dw-t_FqFzGBNizL990wG5Icw5bi52LIVZ2WPN1927oK5oouTfwzzJTy-kbOgiq32RaeDOhSIWyArUXlzRfxvmphP7vEQjFrtvkFrxiJjUn-0mV1hXu3B9smf0gzBP/s72-c/Screen+shot+2016-11-14+at+8.43.02+PM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16732813.post-3723788627142578952</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2016 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-11-14T07:00:21.766-08:00</atom:updated><title>Pandiculation and The Master of Space and Time</title><atom:summary type="text">Today&#39;s entry from the Bad Jokes and Puns calendar:
Mary Poppins got a job as a restaurant reviewer for the local paper. At her first gig, she ordered cauliflower with cheese and a side of scrambled eggs, which she reviewed thusly: “Super cauliflower-cheese but eggs were quite atrocious.”

The alarm goes off and your eyes open. What&#39;s the first thing you do? If you&#39;re like me, you have a good </atom:summary><link>http://unclerwalker.blogspot.com/2016/11/pandiculation-and-master-of-space-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLniX0QV89az9k6aiQwXcE-6xbZ9Mjf6-FFBtirZXHsp9bxgBgSwiZO9pyoGjlcTjYJ03kt7LL0ASYvMc5jVhlSRtCX9g_eiyutSwZAi5xF985KRoauNE_-xee99ZHSktjAu5t/s72-c/Screen+shot+2016-11-13+at+8.00.40+PM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>