<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:18:35.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abolone</title><subtitle type='html'>...the source of
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</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>853</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-107089456086123357</id><published>2003-12-08T08:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T18:00:50.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>: last post here on Abolone :______continued at_______www.aprivatestudio.blogspot.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107089456086123357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107089456086123357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107089456086123357' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-107037025342872701</id><published>2003-12-02T07:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T07:06:30.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It must be contagious - 'the blog-break' - but I also feel theneed to take one. Call it overly poetry holidazed, and busy,&amp; excuse this abrupt departure. (Nick, don't fret, this is mostlikely a temporary shutting down) ... The perpetual online button is clicking off now. now. &amp; finally now. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107037025342872701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107037025342872701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107037025342872701' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-107033808949484000</id><published>2003-12-01T22:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T22:12:10.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From Christian Bok's Eunoia; pg. 50 for Dick Higgins(or Alice!):I bitch; I kibitz - griping whilst criticizing dimwits,sniping whilst indicting nitwits, dismissing, simplis-tic thinking, in which philippic wit is still illicit.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107033808949484000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107033808949484000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107033808949484000' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-107033208449258069</id><published>2003-12-01T20:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T20:30:12.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In other words,  having seen her in person makes for a stronger read.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107033208449258069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107033208449258069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107033208449258069' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-107033136932863026</id><published>2003-12-01T20:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T20:19:48.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After the Notley reading at UC, someone had mentioned that her poems were difficult to understand on the page. On the contrary, her dynamic performance was a small intro into the fascinating reading experience...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107033136932863026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107033136932863026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107033136932863026' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-107032998955482551</id><published>2003-12-01T19:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T23:20:41.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>from alice notley's disobedience :Hardwood, in my dream a voice said the following,"Unlike our parents the panthers. . ."Yes, he says, Yes, unlike our parents the pantherswe don't spring on our prey with our whole selves       Anytechnology these daysis better than a body or a self -How's your burntpanther soul today?I and panther spiritual equalswith never be friends.------------</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107032998955482551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107032998955482551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107032998955482551' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-107021686537711693</id><published>2003-11-30T12:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T12:34:11.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Repeating as a means of varying. Accepting as a way of discriminating. Indifference as a form of emotional vitality. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107021686537711693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107021686537711693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107021686537711693' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-107021679745122493</id><published>2003-11-30T12:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T12:33:56.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Use me as you will.Savoring non-relatedness. Put the emphasis on savoring. "I ammore interested in the facts of moving rather than inmy feelings about them" (Merce Cunningham).-"IMoTF"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107021679745122493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107021679745122493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107021679745122493' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-107021641712287148</id><published>2003-11-30T12:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T12:33:42.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We meet. This could be at a dinner party (forks, knives, spoons, etcetera).We say things like, How lovely to see you. I've been busy. I thinkso. I don't know. That must have been very interesting. (Everythingis interesting. But some things... more than others.) Probably not. I've heard. In Frankfurt, in Illinois, in London. Next year. What a pity. He's gone away. He'll be back soon. They're</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107021641712287148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107021641712287148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107021641712287148' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-107004103917032218</id><published>2003-11-28T11:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T11:43:07.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wattle &amp; SnoodSky blue-pinkHe said it was the color Of sunset when the clouds were breakingSaucy material eyes take off&amp; again the threatening am guiltyFiguring he was blind or an innocentWhyWouldn't the eyes deceive?Tom slips on corn &amp; soy Bean meal too heavy for flight But the wild one 55 -dame with the third eye- m.p.h. Hood behind broad breasted nightly whiteyIsn't that her, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107004103917032218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/107004103917032218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#107004103917032218' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106997158693180374</id><published>2003-11-27T16:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T16:20:34.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>glowing fish</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106997158693180374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106997158693180374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106997158693180374' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106996953223409882</id><published>2003-11-27T15:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T16:15:34.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The chef takes a break, it's going well -exhale,"best stuffing on this earth" "exquisite" "great"so I'm relaxing... The holidays should be fun,I hope you find it satisfying, if not come onover to my virtual HOUSE!!  Seriously Thanks to all you poetry bloggers w/ big hearts.  Love,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106996953223409882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106996953223409882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106996953223409882' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106987938779558819</id><published>2003-11-26T14:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T14:53:45.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>add in: parsley, fennel seed, pepper, thyme, nutmeg...&amp; light sprinkle of garlic powder(useful information to anyone?no, but someday for my girls.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106987938779558819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106987938779558819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106987938779558819' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106987858124240064</id><published>2003-11-26T14:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T14:33:49.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gorgeous sunny day, a quick run to Target  Stuffing UPDATE ::  Basil oil, Chili powder, the usual celery, onion, carrots, no oystersmushrooms go in the bird, no mushrooms out of the bird, in the oven noon tomorrow </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106987858124240064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106987858124240064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106987858124240064' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106986791325509018</id><published>2003-11-26T11:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T11:33:09.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>time to turn up the muzak ---------&gt; Jamaica.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106986791325509018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106986791325509018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106986791325509018' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106986768262133739</id><published>2003-11-26T11:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T13:29:56.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...while cleaning out Julie's closetshe says:  "Don't take that away, it's my credit card" - actually it washer Student Progress Report....while snacking on red PepperidgeFarm Goldfish I asked Julie:  "What dored goldfish taste like?" &amp; she replied,"goldfish taste like gold."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106986768262133739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106986768262133739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106986768262133739' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106986589985656838</id><published>2003-11-26T10:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T11:01:06.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The two foods that are fun to make, that have the 'unusual' qualitiesof texture and taste are ()()()() the Cranberries {sauce} and ()()()()the Stuffing ()()()() Since I couldn't find the cinnamon sticks, I addedallspice to the cranberries, then found the cinnamon sticks and added a small one, some grapefruit juice, &amp; some brown sugar ()()()()Next ()()()() mixing the bread crumbs....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106986589985656838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106986589985656838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106986589985656838' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106979438641297732</id><published>2003-11-25T15:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T12:59:24.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this poem is not about what you think it's aboutsometimesjust the thoughtof sometimesis too much</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106979438641297732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106979438641297732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106979438641297732' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106977941799992733</id><published>2003-11-25T10:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T11:10:48.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lyricsplayground.com/alpha/songs/i/illtakeyouthere.htmltks Malcolm! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106977941799992733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106977941799992733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106977941799992733' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106977364987769436</id><published>2003-11-25T09:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T09:22:30.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ain't nobody cryin'.... I'll take you there. who wrote that song?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106977364987769436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106977364987769436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106977364987769436' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106977344190245166</id><published>2003-11-25T09:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T09:19:54.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tim Yu takes an early vacation - yea, too freezing already -I have to wait till end of March, Arizona!-  middlewest cold.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106977344190245166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106977344190245166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106977344190245166' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106977261867550562</id><published>2003-11-25T09:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T09:04:33.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arvo Part's Alina so beautiful.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106977261867550562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106977261867550562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106977261867550562' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106977214274224279</id><published>2003-11-25T08:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T09:22:53.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I will analyze the actions andappetites of men as if it were a question oflines, of planes, and of solids.-Spinozareading Joyce Carol Oates's latest:I'll Take You There The book received poor reviews, but I like/trust her style ofwriting; intelligent, honest. The story isn't very interesting, e.g. -The danger of falling in love, in winter- howevergood enough to say a worthwhile read. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106977214274224279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106977214274224279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106977214274224279' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106971124050373257</id><published>2003-11-24T16:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T08:33:51.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Trying to post right now with the roto-plumber heremaking a  @# )(*&amp;*&amp;^*&amp;% @#@# loud clangingcalamity sound  ...  just reading that the infamous"Poetry Slam" began in Chitown "Poetry in Commotion" also that the Poet Laureate makes a $30,000 salary to do what again? courtesy Tribune magazine.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106971124050373257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106971124050373257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106971124050373257' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106960783267583903</id><published>2003-11-23T11:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T11:43:23.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The last few days have felt very hectic, good hectic as I am preparing for the holidays.  We drove downtown yesterday (I was a passenger!)to see the girls' grandfather who was in town for a fancy wedding.I don't think the two little ones have seen opulence to such extremebefore: The Four Seasons'  impeccable lobby, then up to the 41stfloor, entering JB's 'modest' hotel suite and staring out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106960783267583903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106960783267583903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106960783267583903' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106942843271852838</id><published>2003-11-21T09:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T09:27:50.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>welcome BACK!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106942843271852838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106942843271852838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106942843271852838' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106942786217686866</id><published>2003-11-21T09:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T09:47:52.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I ANALYZE therefore I KNOW.  Was it VOG who said that? maybe not.The greatest gift you can give a poet is to acknowledge the workwithout excessive decomposition.  Vog: "I am seeing the un-obvious implications of Beauty right here in this poem" ... how darn perceptive! Wasn't it VOG who talked about the plague of overwriting.*    Yes Ron,it was. Don't take it personally, just an honest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106942786217686866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106942786217686866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106942786217686866' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106936764897356561</id><published>2003-11-20T16:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T16:43:51.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't remember spotting deer in Santa Cruz,but I could see the Pacific from higher up places on campus, &amp; loved walking to the different lecture bldgs through the jungle of Redwoods ... Bay Area splendor.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106936764897356561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106936764897356561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106936764897356561' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106936636772831390</id><published>2003-11-20T16:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T22:47:00.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay, I will go ahead and call myself a dolt for notappreciating a reviewer's line by line dissection ofa poem. Not only does this type of review seem self-serving for the reviewer, it seems to destroy the integrity/mystery inside the work of Art.Beautiful spring-like weather today;famous Elliott's in town  &gt;&gt;&gt;  t'morrow!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106936636772831390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106936636772831390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106936636772831390' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106935260538286020</id><published>2003-11-20T12:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T15:02:50.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Socio- ability : adding new links today :entitlement to grow : to change : to assess : at will*,**,****Mark Lamoureaux's URL ... help**without fail, templates causeth me to choke  -still alive- i think***As/Is = new links</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106935260538286020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106935260538286020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106935260538286020' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106934970358608084</id><published>2003-11-20T11:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T12:18:45.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Unsocio-abilitySwear by the Irish bagpipe intoxicantecstatic overlay of guitarscatching my ugly self teaching you not to lie</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106934970358608084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106934970358608084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106934970358608084' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106934029360720818</id><published>2003-11-20T08:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T08:58:49.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>most, but not last: what would i do without@@@@</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106934029360720818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106934029360720818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106934029360720818' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106933749705853202</id><published>2003-11-20T08:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T14:59:28.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The man is taxed. The hats are torn.The book is thick. The attic attacks.The eyes are vague. The beagle is sad.The poster is happy. The quilt is scratchy.The computer is warm. The letter is attentiveand wish I had a scanner too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106933749705853202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106933749705853202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106933749705853202' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106933714283349927</id><published>2003-11-20T08:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T08:07:33.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Noah's temporary Banner ad : hang in!Pom ExpressAny Pom, Any Style, Great Prices. Cheerleading accessories too    </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106933714283349927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106933714283349927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106933714283349927' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106933674856179393</id><published>2003-11-20T07:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T07:59:44.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last leaves coming down tree bones to the full sky honest.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106933674856179393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106933674856179393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106933674856179393' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106933646582952212</id><published>2003-11-20T07:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T08:02:01.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I thought to delete the one below, the duck/pate analogy is better.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106933646582952212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106933646582952212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106933646582952212' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106933615331113352</id><published>2003-11-20T07:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T08:01:35.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The two best questions I got asked were, "Is your hair really like that or do you get it done?" and "How much money do you make?" Neither of these were hostile questions. Both were pertinent.  -(M. Atwood)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106933615331113352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106933615331113352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106933615331113352' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106927534748590083</id><published>2003-11-19T14:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T15:15:28.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'''      S                a                     l                       t                        y                 stilledsilent           danceuncovered      lyrics t   o      u  chp l ayIn the band      music bendsp   a        r   e nt fr i e n  ds st   agelaughter          Honest               measuresquietlaborbitterness '''cornersmelody </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106927534748590083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106927534748590083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106927534748590083' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106924998376727695</id><published>2003-11-19T07:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T07:55:27.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...in All places, however dim and sordid, of this world or in theseven others.  Thrust a keen Sword-blade through her andit will seem as a fountain of Divine and Pure pleasure.  Theseeyes ... an equal gift as revealed by Wisdom is sometimesgranted the Child."An Experimental Account of What Was Known, Seen, and Metby Mrs. Jane Lead in London 1694"  - Jorge Luis Borges</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106924998376727695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106924998376727695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106924998376727695' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106920583864922486</id><published>2003-11-18T19:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T00:05:56.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Encountering bizarre realities ...  using Mina's garishemail settings -so?... making Julie a turkey and peanut butter sandwich -she asked for it, she ate it... recentlyreading about the Cambodian atrocities -making me sick to my stomach, making me want to grab Kasey'sbaseball bat and and and and ... it'll all be okay, sure grrrrrrJordan, Sarah, &amp; Chris - Tonight/Tomorrow - Bay Area shine! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106920583864922486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106920583864922486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106920583864922486' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106918375152652131</id><published>2003-11-18T13:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T13:29:45.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>add on "Ocean Song" ... scroll down</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106918375152652131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106918375152652131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106918375152652131' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106910131331626003</id><published>2003-11-17T14:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T13:26:49.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>: A Poetry Reading for a Women's Book Club :- they read fiction Oprah-esque novels, a few more advanced- the majority of them will not understand abstract Lang-Po- I do not feel comfortable reading straight poetry to them- I am contemplating having them read the/my poems aloud- I will encourage questions, ask for their interpretations- I will try to act conservative, non-obscure, &amp; worldly</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106910131331626003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106910131331626003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106910131331626003' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106908510815993729</id><published>2003-11-17T10:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T10:12:50.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>go to Cahiers de Corey NOW, hooray for first-books!      CONGRATULATIONS JOSH                             SELAH!                  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106908510815993729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106908510815993729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106908510815993729' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106905271127272375</id><published>2003-11-17T01:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T07:51:27.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RE: miserable blog weekTruth is, it was great meeting a human bloggerlast week...unfortunately one's 'private' situationcan erupt and/or disrupt at anytime. Tim,  It is perfectly okay, Notley can wait, ix-nay the anxiety... double martinis at midnight and so forth. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106905271127272375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106905271127272375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106905271127272375' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106903011507757965</id><published>2003-11-16T18:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T13:32:04.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OCEAN SONGI hear the shadows whistleThrough the coat tree little linesof clothing with mud stains                  and jelly smudgesPot pie dye graphsh-erry ch-erry wh-eatLegendary side of a splash bar                  rusty strip clubSave the whip for laterWe went to our first partystarting on the back porchMust have been the light alternative                  easy breeze of chains</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106903011507757965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106903011507757965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106903011507757965' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106885431425939971</id><published>2003-11-14T17:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T18:09:01.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sitting to the right of the keyboard is the gift -Oxford Dictionary of Current English-  givento me yesterday -thank you you- &amp; above mycomputer sits the tattered Random HouseWebster's Third Edition that I've becomeattached to ... How to replace the old one with the new? or can't I use both of them even though the old is missing a few pages and the cover is minced and I refuse to throw </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106885431425939971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106885431425939971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106885431425939971' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106875809301017113</id><published>2003-11-13T15:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T15:16:02.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Product Zoom On Gender :: In England, the Nestlecandy company has unveiled the Blokie, a "Not for Girls"candy bar- but what will happen if a girl eats one??</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106875809301017113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106875809301017113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106875809301017113' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106868093859793186</id><published>2003-11-12T17:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T17:49:25.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Looong day ... a walk to the Lake ...  a toast to stamina</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106868093859793186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106868093859793186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106868093859793186' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106865149630665186</id><published>2003-11-12T09:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T09:39:55.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KeePing the kArma polIce conFused toDay. now I can start my day, thanks for that Christopher! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106865149630665186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106865149630665186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106865149630665186' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106856861344881600</id><published>2003-11-11T10:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T12:13:21.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Random impressions cont. from last night:Tim Yu's voice at certain times reminded me of Tom Hanks'.Alice Notley's nervous performance edge blended well with her text.Tim Yu has an easy-going, professional attitude, without arrogance.Alice Notley read from what seemed to be a new manuscript, plainstapled pages that were sliding and falling off the podium.Tim Yu patiently listened to me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106856861344881600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106856861344881600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106856861344881600' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106852612033776421</id><published>2003-11-10T22:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T00:26:15.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::A poetry reading report::re: TIM YU &amp; ALICE NOTLEYFirst, something about him -mr cool mr tim) (i did get lost,i panicked on two island forks on Lakeshore Drive Highway I 55,           but enough about me(  She was possessed, thirsty,and riveting with intensifiedusage of 'owl' 'ruby' 'poison''corpse' '2nd world' 'prostitute'.She's a lovely performer;delicately framed, determined,</summary><link 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arrival </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106849172371034808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106849172371034808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106849172371034808' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106843056021551997</id><published>2003-11-09T20:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T20:19:02.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weird green letters at this end reading the print-outdense brain twisted snow on Chicago Bean stalk invasive night couples weak dancinglaid out beautiful obsessionUrban clean on the sinister lake snackcloudypreference</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106843056021551997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106843056021551997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106843056021551997' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106839170950051679</id><published>2003-11-09T09:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T09:30:28.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This family of over 50 birthdays now besieged withpresents in the living room accessory strewn diningroom girl toy gummy bears gum balls checkerboardbattleship pegboard etc. snow lay on the ground</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106839170950051679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106839170950051679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106839170950051679' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106823169142408209</id><published>2003-11-07T13:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T13:01:51.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, you'll feel it too home to non-years entering reason ablethrill You'll cheat on the words moving thereand you'll feel my fingers moving in silenceYou'll cheat on the world, (---) very simplewhen logical things fall apartfeel it?One looks into some self endures what he seesleaving and sharing same way as we cameFlirt on your face trickles closecloser to a lonely centre or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106823169142408209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106823169142408209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106823169142408209' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106822775696812436</id><published>2003-11-07T11:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T11:58:56.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rickie lee jones new cd-record: is good : little myyysteries</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106822775696812436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106822775696812436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106822775696812436' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106821483238655835</id><published>2003-11-07T08:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T08:20:52.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Plain TextLud  icrous machine results were  able toproduce             effective technology en               massepro  duction accomplishment             jobs thatpreviously requiredone person for every task         combine theactivities  to do alot more consecutive style         imaging;nam es   better for thecell       whateverproblems team touch</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106821483238655835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106821483238655835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106821483238655835' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106816941647933795</id><published>2003-11-06T19:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T19:49:17.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>:Birthday Cake Dilemma: Julie likes vanilla cake but she saysher friends will want chocolate,I have 24 hours to figure this out...marble cake won't work, or will it?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106816941647933795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106816941647933795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106816941647933795' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106812056542504070</id><published>2003-11-06T06:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T06:09:43.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Draft six changes spoken time I was talking about awareness at 6:09 a.m.on a letter head conversation 90%_ FIN _ I abstained from talkingon a letter heard conservation when you said restore</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106812056542504070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106812056542504070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106812056542504070' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106811944987979221</id><published>2003-11-06T05:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T05:58:24.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> coming soon :: Real World Chicago  ABOLONE  meets  TYMPANEpisode one: To be or Not-ley (sorry, early herewill keep you posted ...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106811944987979221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106811944987979221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106811944987979221' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106805937251071824</id><published>2003-11-05T13:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T14:30:16.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reaction to proposal{hold} on f-words filteredthrough the fore escapeby making life -ting  could make a girl                 -interesOvernight the feeling dropsfresh and protected to be ever more dramatic/frightened by  ....  unknown distraction  new-move-mentsbroken slipperiness polyurethane on footbedsComfort lasts a microsecond lifetimewith same shoe</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106805937251071824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106805937251071824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106805937251071824' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106797006984089311</id><published>2003-11-04T12:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T12:23:08.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>typing text:Sheila Rae,The Brave  Kevin HenkesMax Makes A Million  Maira KalmanFranklin in the Dark or Dr. DeSoto Goes to Africa... the rain stopped, sun is out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106797006984089311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106797006984089311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106797006984089311' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106796721727576749</id><published>2003-11-04T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T11:33:53.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pumpkinsfor jack kimballduring the downpurrflipping angel vain demon demon angelis easy for cryingwhat we do best i confess is profound loss waiting for the lag in the ear to begin suicidal undresscome outright and go hidingthe restkitten retiresleaping place to place expect a lot from CatFancy yellow eyes especially at night in spunky bursts coloring everything that goes with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106796721727576749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106796721727576749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106796721727576749' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106795610510786625</id><published>2003-11-04T08:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T08:29:23.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stalling is good for the heart  ,downpour on the Northshore , umbrellas are where ,out the door.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106795610510786625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106795610510786625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106795610510786625' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106795590452051845</id><published>2003-11-04T08:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T08:25:45.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Notley on Nov. 10th ... leave early &amp; don't get lost.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106795590452051845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106795590452051845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106795590452051845' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106795578329154720</id><published>2003-11-04T08:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T08:23:18.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>unlimited votes per reader? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106795578329154720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106795578329154720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106795578329154720' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106795451671348608</id><published>2003-11-04T08:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T08:02:51.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Theory/Tide</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106795451671348608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106795451671348608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106795451671348608' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106795407959844294</id><published>2003-11-04T07:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T07:55:47.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Turkish pizza, like the taffy?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106795407959844294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106795407959844294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106795407959844294' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106795402260569287</id><published>2003-11-04T07:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T07:58:30.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>but not in t/his case</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106795402260569287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106795402260569287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106795402260569287' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106795393176442911</id><published>2003-11-04T07:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T07:52:44.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>more brains written on the chalkboard of Jewett Hall in a room where i was guest lecturing this past week:"IMPORTANT: LEAVE ALL BRAINS ON THE TABLE BEFORE YOU LEAVE!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106795393176442911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106795393176442911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106795393176442911' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106787901948294680</id><published>2003-11-03T11:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T11:04:13.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>m in or          t          e           a             r l os t th           r e a   d   onth e ax-w           i n  d  tigh t  ensde l i v er           ance t a n gl es                         h ea rt in-c l os e             a n  e                d               g                 e                   un der f l am ec he cks            th e   st range t</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106787901948294680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106787901948294680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106787901948294680' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106780850335659341</id><published>2003-11-02T15:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T08:04:12.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is not-about-youwhich I'd prefer in fragments:Once upon a timewhere they all get the berriesfrom the woodsthe children put on their cerealand were no longer hungryWhose hands are forbiddento touch these raindropsthat light up mud?Mad about the seedthat grows the turkeyand feeds us foulThis is not about usThis ... about you:shy and provincial he saidprobably tomorrow we shall</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106780850335659341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106780850335659341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106780850335659341' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106773746165174811</id><published>2003-11-01T19:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T19:45:21.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can you compound a busy monk out withgood byes: Why can't he fly?Forget what one or some thoughttogether they forget to smileThe cake cup knows body richcomplete sugars - swat team fliesThis huge map, our sentenceswritten incorrectly shows the lanternlit insideA man Irish daring man's bravadoWhy shouldn't he fly?Now the following pendant words that will be placed in order:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106773746165174811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106773746165174811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106773746165174811' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106763044039902942</id><published>2003-10-31T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T14:06:07.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>... too many shock tarts, green apple's the best ... almost missed the kids parade - in back of the school this year, not the front -woops ...  ode to Transylvania sugar shacks booooo-mmmmm!              T R I C K  OR  T R E A T</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106763044039902942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106763044039902942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106763044039902942' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106754531738377869</id><published>2003-10-30T14:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T14:23:53.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EVENTS Large and unimportant church sixth sky in a falling world Apart &amp; longing to CARRY one place to another louder crowd curtains close Something made for her particulars when she runs the JOINt a lever will do To carry the goods from station to freight from middle country to the West coast landmark Gateway in St. Louis whispers certain love causes Distress____discovery in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106754531738377869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106754531738377869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106754531738377869' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106754022550718468</id><published>2003-10-30T12:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T12:59:30.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>recent word floating round: MAGAZINE! congrats to all ...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106754022550718468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106754022550718468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106754022550718468' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106745772735933362</id><published>2003-10-29T14:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T14:28:32.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>typing text for 'Pumpkins' : Chapter IV, "Eeyore Loses a Tail" Underneath the knocker there was a notice whichsaid:          PLES RING IF AN RNSER IS REQIRD.   Underneath the bell-pull there was a notice which said:        PLEZ CNOKE IF AN RNSR IS NOT REQID.   These notices had been written by Christopher Robin,who was the only one in the forest who could spell; forOwl, wise though he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106745772735933362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106745772735933362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106745772735933362' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106738071877411750</id><published>2003-10-28T16:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T16:38:45.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We perform        with  c o l o r e d    l e a v e s,compete with decay           our grey gainssupport.   Indifference    amplified or denies the big joke.Defend the cruel stirring         raking      b l o w nt   h  u  n  d e rOctober </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106738071877411750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106738071877411750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106738071877411750' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106737461689491334</id><published>2003-10-28T14:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T22:17:45.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>suga suga how'd you get so fly (that new pop song - yum good one) I hate typing 'data'.... peeking in ....anybody out there.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106737461689491334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106737461689491334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106737461689491334' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106734588348338394</id><published>2003-10-28T06:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T07:02:16.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in blogging ... sometimes you just have to write it out: a goodlaughfor a goodbad poem : sorry, avoiding context isn't fair but oh well</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106734588348338394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106734588348338394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106734588348338394' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106729700611693824</id><published>2003-10-27T17:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T22:10:19.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pizza delivery dinner and I want this poem: EMMA !</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106729700611693824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106729700611693824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106729700611693824' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106722089590005987</id><published>2003-10-26T20:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T20:17:28.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  P um pk in     re ader      sver   y         imp      ort     ant:             dr in                             k                                   c o o l                                      erw a t   er                              b a g ged  in ice    ssssstran  g  e++  square plasticShe wants to see me again Saturday butchin needs to regain pigment dramaticallycaution  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106722089590005987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106722089590005987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106722089590005987' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106712764397165194</id><published>2003-10-25T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T20:44:52.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HANDSOr haven't you noticedyet at the skin  solid money                        is flowingFixing us   poet     upon poet  loving oblivion orhaven't the hands felt a phase-me-outwarmthOn your neck   pending this                      world of weightIf you dare the arid randomnessthe absent phantom unbeingness - overwrought, writ                               cold</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106712764397165194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106712764397165194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106712764397165194' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106693073531336956</id><published>2003-10-23T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T12:39:39.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DR MASK Tense jaw    peel awayIntense law    liberates the hermitEvery aspect scrutinizeda little removed from the mastIn tow     two curious claws    soda swift tatter bugsrupture the Hell straits                  seethe without vipers24/6Hip day   civilized bungalowNectar must cost     a bee's lifeTo make one pound fly the equaldistance 3 orbs 1 queen 300 drone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106693073531336956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106693073531336956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106693073531336956' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106687397687027675</id><published>2003-10-22T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T21:10:13.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To ALL of you strange and beautiful blog Beasts : 'the job' came through, part-time teaching/tutoring.Abolone posting will be less frequent, but not non-existent. . . Thank you for the caring emails, thiscommunity is unstoppable because of the LUV!New poems. . . soon.   LjPs. hi Amy!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106687397687027675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106687397687027675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106687397687027675' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106659500580664159</id><published>2003-10-19T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T15:23:25.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A politically weary Abolone is vacating this space for a while ...  a chilly feeling in the air ... take care y'all!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106659500580664159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106659500580664159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106659500580664159' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106657111851707847</id><published>2003-10-19T08:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T08:53:24.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There have been various defenses of evil.  First, the classic defense of the theologians, who declare that evil is negative, that evil is simply the absence of good.  For any sensible person this is obviously false.  A physical pain is as vivid or more vivid thanany pleasure. . . Then there is the argument, elegant but quite false,of Leibniz.  Imagine two libraries. The first is composed of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106657111851707847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106657111851707847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106657111851707847' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106657100712454916</id><published>2003-10-19T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T08:54:41.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not everyone has the ecstasy-and I don't know if he always had it-of Kierkegaard, who said that if there were one soul in hell neces-sary for the variety of the world, and if that soul were his, he wouldsing from the depths of hell the praises of the Almighty. . .I don'tknow if it is easy to feel this.  I don't know if, after a few minutesin hell, Kierkegaard would have continued to feel the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106657100712454916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106657100712454916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106657100712454916' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106641353124244349</id><published>2003-10-17T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T12:58:50.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>absolute root power :: Joan Armatrading What's Inside</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106641353124244349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106641353124244349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106641353124244349' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106639929581046239</id><published>2003-10-17T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T09:06:04.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Warm tomato condiments snails amaryllis      basted effort  strain no dinner the patty melts a la hypocritefritters  talk the  cannon survivalnon-stop  serviceserverserviceserversfrom Rumor</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106639929581046239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106639929581046239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106639929581046239' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106633331012302768</id><published>2003-10-16T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T15:00:27.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just received Theoretical Objects, Nick Piombino, Green IntegerWe rarely give our hearts to those who might deserve it, yet how quickly and easily it flies to one who really wants it.There must be a place in the language where x can lodge itself,be there for a later discovery or we are all condemned to repeatourselves (they would say: day after day, "day after day") andthis is the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106633331012302768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106633331012302768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106633331012302768' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106632565708047557</id><published>2003-10-16T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T12:34:16.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> MaNNer)s( (add-on scroll down</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106632565708047557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106632565708047557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106632565708047557' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106624686163881729</id><published>2003-10-15T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T14:41:14.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One defective school of judgmentCUTE - inclusive - and laughing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106624686163881729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106624686163881729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106624686163881729' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106624601803916252</id><published>2003-10-15T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T14:26:57.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>guess who loves to play.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106624601803916252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106624601803916252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106624601803916252' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106624562961954425</id><published>2003-10-15T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T12:36:42.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>from MaNNer)(sHomeSTeaders judGe frenZy taRtsClotteD fennel Cream sconE wIth raIsin chuntney urbanwellneSs quenches aLl they sHoUld    be drinkinG              Dave's depRession mArney's energY   Nutty turtles quickEr thAn he'll Ever knoW    The arrAy eVer-wiDening oRganics boost the boG    dethroneS them    Fall not trulYyet upon theM   frIlls of maLlow   blUe bleNdBoOn in treBle</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106624562961954425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106624562961954425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106624562961954425' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106617657485691782</id><published>2003-10-14T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T19:09:34.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Side links done, if I left out anyone who wants to be on, pleez say so.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106617657485691782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106617657485691782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106617657485691782' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106617458167608894</id><published>2003-10-14T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T19:05:36.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today, a non-blogger emailed asking me how long I've known so &amp; so blogger.  The obvious answer is : since I began blogginglast April / May, but the intuitive answer is : I've known so &amp; so and all of you crazy bloggers for at least a few decades, maybecenturies ... so it seems.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106617458167608894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106617458167608894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106617458167608894' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106615777285668743</id><published>2003-10-14T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T14:23:03.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> side links : renewal : today's the day</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106615777285668743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106615777285668743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106615777285668743' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106614577818706825</id><published>2003-10-14T10:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T10:41:15.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Bolder font for irony Nick who has graciously requested more contrast....tks!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106614577818706825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106614577818706825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106614577818706825' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264643.post-106614379692365095</id><published>2003-10-14T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T10:29:43.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WORthSHOPo f plai          n rai n tue                       sda ya f ina           l e pat te  r sex q ui            sit e ly  of  b oyg i rl          "h o w   ya doi n"s e nse          u  n ord in ar ym in or          t          e           a             r</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106614379692365095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264643/posts/default/106614379692365095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abolone.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106614379692365095' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519240446219043418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
