<?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-7700375540060385938</id><updated>2011-07-31T01:59:52.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't have to hold my hand</title><subtitle type='html'>Just walk with me tonight</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>William 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And then not of words, but of profundity. For no word is profound enough even to probe the depth of understanding. "Show me a man who has forgotten the words so that I may speak with him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn of time and space, and the marriage and wholeness of both, but have little in the way of understanding my own to them. What is this mortal coil that grows and springs to collapse again? What is its place in things that are, were and will be, but to identify the indefinable "now"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As space is whole, so is time, and the marriage. To begin; to end; to be is a luxury; an illusion; a partiality that yields itself to the all-ness eternally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poetry is to will and toil by day, to go about a path and then to rest beside it when night falls. To see what is before you, what lies behind, and how the stars turn and kiss you by their light, that light that began its journey before you, and after, and during.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no words. And this is my silence. To say nothing! The luxury! The illusion!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-1283693709131096723?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/1283693709131096723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/1283693709131096723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2009/01/nonsense.html' title='Nonsense'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-8338574194987014056</id><published>2008-12-14T22:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:06:02.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Report Home 23 - Fambly</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Long overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/fletchyfletch"&gt;www.youtube.com/fletchyfletch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdpTasHuVXw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdpTasHuVXw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-8338574194987014056?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/8338574194987014056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=8338574194987014056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/8338574194987014056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/8338574194987014056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/12/report-home-23-fambly.html' title='Report Home 23 - Fambly'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-6184464739270316496</id><published>2008-12-03T15:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:57:34.998-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Intent to Get Out of This Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Turned in my Intent to Graduate form today. Which was a weird feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2010 here I come. Maybe even you, December 2009. I'm gonna keep you and this institution of higher education guessing. That's just my policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, Murfreesboro can die in the black recess of my memories where it belongs.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-6184464739270316496?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/6184464739270316496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/6184464739270316496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/12/turned-in-my-intent-to-graduate-form.html' title='Intent to Get Out of This Place'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-7193904229119688135</id><published>2008-11-19T15:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:04:58.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment's Notice</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;This guy is awesome. His name is Ric Stultz. &lt;a href="http://www.ricstultz.com/"&gt;Check him out here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ricstultz.com/GOUACHE_08_WWW/moments_notice_www.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-7193904229119688135?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/7193904229119688135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=7193904229119688135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/7193904229119688135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/7193904229119688135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/11/moments-notice.html' title='Moment&apos;s Notice'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-5201058469748376669</id><published>2008-11-05T10:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:43:16.425-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;The American dream prevailed last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.asofterworld.com/clean/ivebeenthinkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not your grandfather's America.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-5201058469748376669?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/5201058469748376669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=5201058469748376669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/5201058469748376669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/5201058469748376669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/11/bright-future.html' title='Bright Future'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-8162483569346716353</id><published>2008-11-02T20:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:50:27.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;The tunnel has not changed&lt;br /&gt;only that light at its end&lt;br /&gt;has dimmed and quit&lt;br /&gt;as if grown weary&lt;br /&gt;of trying to&lt;br /&gt;lead a&lt;br /&gt;blind&lt;br /&gt;man&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-8162483569346716353?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/8162483569346716353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/8162483569346716353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/11/tunnel-has-not-changed-only-that-light.html' title=''/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-1147774355974319014</id><published>2008-10-23T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:09:20.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>StumbleUpon</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rense.com/general72/size.htm"&gt;This is pretty fascinating. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it through &lt;a href="http://www.stumbleupon.com/"&gt;StumbleUpon.com&lt;/a&gt; You owe it to yourself to check this out. It records your preferences for internet content and leads you to other sites you'll like. Music, games, philosophy, astronomy, pretty much any topic you can conceive. Check it out.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-1147774355974319014?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/1147774355974319014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=1147774355974319014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/1147774355974319014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/1147774355974319014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/10/stumbleupon.html' title='StumbleUpon'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-2933648634685432570</id><published>2008-10-20T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:51:39.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Found some old Softer Worlds online and this one made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An oldie, but a goodie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/fletcha06/betterthanmesmallCAPTIONED.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click below for the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asofterworld.com"&gt;ASofterWorld.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-2933648634685432570?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/2933648634685432570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=2933648634685432570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/2933648634685432570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/2933648634685432570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/10/found.html' title='Found'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-862042540040235317</id><published>2008-10-17T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:59:12.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I voted in my first presidential election today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a strange feeling. And a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc225/feedyourwall/Obey-Obama-Progress.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-862042540040235317?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/862042540040235317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=862042540040235317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/862042540040235317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/862042540040235317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/10/progress.html' title='Progress'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-4565195459088248777</id><published>2008-09-29T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:21:24.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Dottie</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;My dog Dottie got put down tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a good dog and a great friend, always vigilant in her duties as our watchdog. She trusted no unfamiliar face. I didn't realize how much I appreciated that until now. It will be so strange to be at the house without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've been laughing all day at the great memories I have with her and my family. She will be sorely missed, always loved and never forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/fletcha06/WhenDottyWasThin.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/fletcha06/DSC_0051copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/fletcha06/DSC_0254copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/fletcha06/DSC_0016copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/fletcha06/DSC_0007copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my friend.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-4565195459088248777?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/4565195459088248777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=4565195459088248777' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/4565195459088248777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/4565195459088248777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/09/goodbye-dottie.html' title='Goodbye, Dottie'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-8811060787175520947</id><published>2008-09-25T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:19:47.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/11/science/11collider.html?_r=2&amp;ref=science&amp;oref=slogin&amp;oref=slogin"&gt;This is an article from the New York Times&lt;/a&gt; regarding the Large Hadron Collider (mentioned earlier), other particle accelerators, and the implications of the trials to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----EDIT----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/24/science/24collider.html?ref=science"&gt;Bad news.&lt;/a&gt; See you in April.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-8811060787175520947?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/8811060787175520947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=8811060787175520947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/8811060787175520947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/8811060787175520947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-8681897678351966380</id><published>2008-09-08T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T09:51:33.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Watches the Watchmen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;If you haven't read Watchmen, you won't understand any of this, but if those of you that have enjoy the same reaction I did you'll be picking your face up off the 1985 floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R3orQKBxiEg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R3orQKBxiEg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody tell 2009 to hurry up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://watchmenmovie.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WatchmenMovie.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-8681897678351966380?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/8681897678351966380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=8681897678351966380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/8681897678351966380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/8681897678351966380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-watches-watchmen.html' title='Who Watches the Watchmen?'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-3954617465054506644</id><published>2008-09-01T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T18:35:35.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;What are you looking for?&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking for something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. The nursing building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you're close. I think...&lt;br /&gt;You're very close. Um...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're here.&lt;br /&gt;We're right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. That's the BS. I mean, the BAS. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm an idiot. Not that building, but the next.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an idiot. It's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-3954617465054506644?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/3954617465054506644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=3954617465054506644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/3954617465054506644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/3954617465054506644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/09/conversation.html' title='Conversation'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-574203672099492417</id><published>2008-08-29T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T10:46:43.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fyodor Dostoevsky&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-574203672099492417?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/574203672099492417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=574203672099492417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/574203672099492417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/574203672099492417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-day.html' title='New Day'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-3183738214443250003</id><published>2008-08-24T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T15:09:12.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Adrift</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Watching you move behind the bar&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help but pick&lt;br /&gt;out all the muscles in your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/fletcha06/DSC_0079copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that surge like waves born underneath&lt;br /&gt;the sea that flows as&lt;br /&gt;all your skin, its current ever sheathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/fletcha06/DSC_0071copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, how my eyes protest and plead&lt;br /&gt;to be immersed, held&lt;br /&gt;as a serf to such fluidity;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/fletcha06/DSC_0166copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a slave to all your brinish form&lt;br /&gt;should steer me toward.&lt;br /&gt;Just as the tides that stir in storms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/fletcha06/DSC_0226copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o’er many months with wrathful aim&lt;br /&gt;to cleanse the filthy&lt;br /&gt;foam onshore do I desire to proclaim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/fletcha06/DSC_0220copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself absolved and pure, at last&lt;br /&gt;one worthy but to&lt;br /&gt;hear his name thus cast.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-3183738214443250003?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/3183738214443250003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=3183738214443250003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/3183738214443250003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/3183738214443250003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-be-adrift.html' title='To Be Adrift'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-1357523809169931142</id><published>2008-08-18T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:11:36.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The following is &lt;a href="http://politics.nashvillepost.com/2008/08/18/one-day-and-that-day-may-never-come-he-will-call-upon-you/"&gt;a blog post by "&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="byline"&gt;&lt;a href="http://politics.nashvillepost.com/2008/08/18/one-day-and-that-day-may-never-come-he-will-call-upon-you/"&gt;Kleinheider"&lt;/a&gt; regarding a photo from my dad's Facebook page that made me laugh like a... laughing... laugher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="byline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="byline"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="byline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="byline"&gt;&lt;img src="http://politics.nashvillepost.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/godfletcher_art.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="byline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="byline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;An artful rendering of &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://frcr.biz/"&gt;political consultant Bill Fletcher&lt;/a&gt; with daughter, Marshall May Fletcher, and son, William Burke Fletcher, III who, apparently, were both just told not to let anyone outside the family know what they are thinking again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v307/130/72/790105450/n790105450_3881849_4693.jpg"&gt;Original photography&lt;/a&gt; swiped from Bill Fletcher’s Facebook page. Photoshoppin’ by Wild Billy Givens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="byline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="byline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-1357523809169931142?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/1357523809169931142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=1357523809169931142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/1357523809169931142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/1357523809169931142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/08/hilarity.html' title='Hilarity'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-4719247880257599766</id><published>2008-07-26T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T18:00:02.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Virtuous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is the hour to be drunken! To escape being the martyred slaves of time, be ceaselessly drunk. On wine, on poetry, or on virtue, as you wish.&lt;br /&gt;- Charles Baudelaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virtue is a state of war, and to live in it we have always to combat with ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;-Jean-Jacques  Rousseau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-4719247880257599766?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/4719247880257599766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=4719247880257599766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/4719247880257599766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/4719247880257599766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/07/being-virtuous.html' title='Being Virtuous'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-5678054374642540705</id><published>2008-07-21T14:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T15:48:25.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things About Which I am Curious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. The metaphysical implications of insanity&lt;br /&gt;2. The &lt;a href="http://public.web.cern.ch/Public/en/LHC/LHC-en.html"&gt;Large Hadron Collider&lt;/a&gt; in Geneva&lt;br /&gt;3. What is and what is not disinformation regarding the presence of extraterrestrial biological entities on and around this planet&lt;br /&gt;4. What those entities want or have to do with Earth and its inhabitants&lt;br /&gt;5. 2012&lt;br /&gt;6. Whether or not George W. Bush will be charged as a war criminal&lt;br /&gt;7. Whether or not the world will step up and actuall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;y do something more than accuse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suntimes.com/news/world/1054450,sudan071408.article"&gt;al-Bashir&lt;/a&gt; of genocide&lt;br /&gt;8. If humanity is inherently bent on its own destruction&lt;br /&gt;9. If aggression is universal&lt;br /&gt;10. If all sentient beings create art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-5678054374642540705?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/5678054374642540705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=5678054374642540705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/5678054374642540705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/5678054374642540705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/07/things-about-which-i-am-curious.html' title='Things About Which I am Curious'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-7822152559917083856</id><published>2008-07-10T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:05:00.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;French fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frenchin' on the French First Lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Carla Bruni. It's politics anyone would get behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-7822152559917083856?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/7822152559917083856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=7822152559917083856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/7822152559917083856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/7822152559917083856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/07/things-i-like.html' title='Things I Like'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-8626440742255142273</id><published>2008-06-26T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T11:45:33.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The News</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Went to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 657px; height: 440px;" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/fletcha06/DSC_0142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back from the beach.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-8626440742255142273?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/8626440742255142273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=8626440742255142273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/8626440742255142273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/8626440742255142273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/06/news.html' title='The News'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-2564609940984126213</id><published>2008-05-30T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:42:16.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Homage to the God of Insurance</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Got my camera back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 716px; height: 496px;" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/fletcha06/DSC_0020copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoorah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-2564609940984126213?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/2564609940984126213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=2564609940984126213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/2564609940984126213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/2564609940984126213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/05/homage-to-god-of-insurance.html' title='Homage to the God of Insurance'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-8947995396170516112</id><published>2008-05-14T15:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T15:12:04.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle at Kruger &amp; An Infant Takes On a Cobra</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;This video is incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LU8DDYz68kM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LU8DDYz68kM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is horrifying/hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1a4-jwXejc0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1a4-jwXejc0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Defanged. Fear not.)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-8947995396170516112?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/8947995396170516112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=8947995396170516112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/8947995396170516112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/8947995396170516112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/05/battle-at-kruger.html' title='Battle at Kruger &amp; An Infant Takes On a Cobra'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-24179145406648848</id><published>2008-04-27T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T19:03:11.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddle Me This...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I lie ever still at the limit of sight.&lt;br /&gt;I can never be reached, should you try.&lt;br /&gt;Though plain in the day, I blend with the night&lt;br /&gt;but remain where I last left your eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What am I?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-24179145406648848?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/24179145406648848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=24179145406648848' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/24179145406648848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/24179145406648848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/04/riddle-me-this.html' title='Riddle Me This...'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-5457951345546337825</id><published>2008-04-24T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T18:00:43.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Man I Detest</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Roland Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.l.cnn.net/cnn/2007/US/12/11/roland.martin/art.martin.cnn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every word from his mouth brings tears to my eyes. But not the good kind. It's more of a primal rage sort of tear bringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell CNN to punt this guy out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, taking a step outside is like walking through a curtain of pollen. How does this relate to Roland Martin? The pollen makes me itchy and irratable as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-5457951345546337825?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/5457951345546337825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=5457951345546337825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/5457951345546337825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/5457951345546337825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-man-i-detest.html' title='This Man I Detest'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-2491750782280886545</id><published>2008-04-16T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T13:20:38.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote 'n Poem - Value Meal for Yer Brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;"Of all the arts in which the wise excel, nature's cheif masterpiece is writing well." - Andrè Breton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To Villa-Lobos in Winter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Diane Ackerman from &lt;em&gt;Lady Faustus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night falls: a panther&lt;br /&gt;springing.&lt;br /&gt;On a black branch&lt;br /&gt;swarmed over by stars,&lt;br /&gt;an albino moon&lt;br /&gt;rigs its parrot wings&lt;br /&gt;then glides away&lt;br /&gt;while icicle vines&lt;br /&gt;drip in the sweat and tremble of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reptilian waterfalls&lt;br /&gt;twist and freeze,&lt;br /&gt;drooling ice down each rock face.&lt;br /&gt;It would remind an Aztec&lt;br /&gt;of his white-bearded gods&lt;br /&gt;Bochica or the ousted Quetzalcoatl&lt;br /&gt;who, vowing he'd return, did as Cortes,&lt;br /&gt;a blue-eyed apparition on horseback,&lt;br /&gt;wild for booty and Christ,&lt;br /&gt;this time drawn from a far darkness&lt;br /&gt;to these pagan depths&lt;br /&gt;ropy with gold,&lt;br /&gt;croaking with demons,&lt;br /&gt;hot with gem flowers&lt;br /&gt;set in green bezels&lt;br /&gt;and blood swilled from vein to sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight creeps&lt;br /&gt;like the black diamonds on a snake.&lt;br /&gt;Out of gorges, tortured winds&lt;br /&gt;shudder and moan,&lt;br /&gt;then fill with the hideous&lt;br /&gt;panting of the gods.&lt;br /&gt;Silver amaryllises,&lt;br /&gt;the streetlamps bud high.&lt;br /&gt;Mudgore cakes the road.&lt;br /&gt;Under the parrot moon,&lt;br /&gt;soughing a pink eye as it planes&lt;br /&gt;over farm and settlement,&lt;br /&gt;like a knife-edged idol&lt;br /&gt;so chaste, so delicate,&lt;br /&gt;there will be no waking from&lt;br /&gt;this oblique dream of night.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-2491750782280886545?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/2491750782280886545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=2491750782280886545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/2491750782280886545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/2491750782280886545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/04/quote-n-poem-value-meal-for-yer-brain.html' title='Quote &apos;n Poem - Value Meal for Yer Brain'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-8327572656212219151</id><published>2008-04-16T12:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T12:42:55.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BRING IT ON, LITTLE TIMMY</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/fight5" style="display: block; background: url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/132/905/fight5.bi6lgo1l6x.jpg) no-repeat; width: 296px; height: 84px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 42px; color: #fff; text-decoration: none; text-align: center; padding-top: 145px;"&gt;20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-8327572656212219151?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/8327572656212219151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=8327572656212219151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/8327572656212219151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/8327572656212219151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/04/bring-it-on-little-timmy.html' title='BRING IT ON, LITTLE TIMMY'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-6288470150058082974</id><published>2008-04-12T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T21:52:16.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;"An artist is a creature driven by demons. He doesn't know why they choose him and he's usually too busy to wonder why." - William Faulkner&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-6288470150058082974?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/6288470150058082974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=6288470150058082974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/6288470150058082974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/6288470150058082974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/04/truth.html' title='Truth'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-2549524860809589630</id><published>2008-04-10T22:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T22:08:56.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Report Home 22 - Back Like a Bad Habit</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UtDwWPPM1I4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UtDwWPPM1I4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-2549524860809589630?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/2549524860809589630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=2549524860809589630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/2549524860809589630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/2549524860809589630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/04/report-home-22-back-like-bad-habit.html' title='Report Home 22 - Back Like a Bad Habit'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-3273112024819198996</id><published>2008-03-25T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T11:50:30.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things that blow:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Having someone break into your car&lt;br /&gt;2. Having that person steal your camera, your sister's camera, and your ipod&lt;br /&gt;3. Insurance representatives&lt;br /&gt;4. Job hunting&lt;br /&gt;5. Having a bad back at 19&lt;br /&gt;6. Mold in the kitchen sink&lt;br /&gt;7. Making lists of things that blow&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-3273112024819198996?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/3273112024819198996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=3273112024819198996' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/3273112024819198996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/3273112024819198996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/03/oi.html' title='Oi.'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-7533268130309525209</id><published>2008-03-24T13:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T13:28:56.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Democratize the Meast</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toothpastefordinner.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="toothpaste for dinner" src="http://www.toothpastefordinner.com/042005/tricember.gif" width="692" height="331" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toothpastefordinner.com/"&gt;toothpastefordinner.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-7533268130309525209?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/7533268130309525209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=7533268130309525209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/7533268130309525209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/7533268130309525209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/03/democratize-meast.html' title='Democratize the Meast'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-8999943867579642573</id><published>2008-03-11T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:12:24.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavenly Bodies</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/fletcha06/DSC_0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-8999943867579642573?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/8999943867579642573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-2996833590445487514</id><published>2008-03-06T10:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T10:22:15.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Lambs</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter Lambs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Jane Kenyon, from &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Otherwise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All night snow came upon us&lt;br /&gt;with unwavering intent&lt;br /&gt;small flakes not meandering&lt;br /&gt;but driving thickly down. We woke&lt;br /&gt;to see the yard, the car and road&lt;br /&gt;heaped unrecognizably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neighbors' ewes are lambing&lt;br /&gt;in this stormy weather. Three&lt;br /&gt;lambs born yesterday, three more&lt;br /&gt;expected...&lt;br /&gt;Felix the ram looked&lt;br /&gt;proprietary in his separate pen&lt;br /&gt;while fatherhood accrued to him.&lt;br /&gt;The panting ewes regarded me&lt;br /&gt;with yellow-green, small-&lt;br /&gt;pupiled eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who is pregnant&lt;br /&gt;plans gone awry and not altogether&lt;br /&gt;pleased. I don't say she should&lt;br /&gt;be pleased. We are creation's&lt;br /&gt;property, its particles, its clay&lt;br /&gt;as we fall into this life,&lt;br /&gt;agree or disagree.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-2996833590445487514?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/2996833590445487514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=2996833590445487514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/2996833590445487514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/2996833590445487514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/03/winter-lambs.html' title='Winter Lambs'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-4657109979264775939</id><published>2008-02-26T12:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T12:47:12.669-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Report Home 21 - Echoes of the Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Enjoy! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/fletchyfletch"&gt;Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt; Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dDVc6aPoaEc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dDVc6aPoaEc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretend this is a sidebar...? Help Union students! Help 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pledgie.com/campaigns/528'&gt;&lt;img alt='Click here to lend your support to: Jelks 10 and make a donation at www.pledgie.com !' src='http://www.pledgie.com/campaigns/528.png?skin_name=chrome' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-4657109979264775939?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/4657109979264775939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=4657109979264775939' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/4657109979264775939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/4657109979264775939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/02/report-home-21-echoes-of-past.html' title='Report Home 21 - Echoes of the Past'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-4631186205209574765</id><published>2008-02-19T13:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T13:30:36.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pudd'nhead Wilson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear--not absence of fear. - Mark Twain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-4631186205209574765?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/4631186205209574765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=4631186205209574765' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/4631186205209574765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/4631186205209574765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/02/puddnhead-wilson.html' title='Pudd&apos;nhead Wilson'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-5027840696758339241</id><published>2008-02-18T09:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T09:46:38.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Dreamer Serenade</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Beautiful Dreamer Serenade&lt;/span&gt; by Stephen C. Foster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,&lt;br /&gt;Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,&lt;br /&gt;Lull'd by the moonlight have all pass'd a way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song,&lt;br /&gt;List while I woo thee with soft melody;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the cares of life's busy throng,&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful dreamer awake unto me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea&lt;br /&gt;Mermaids are chaunting with wild lorelie;&lt;br /&gt;Over the streamlet vapors are borne,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart,&lt;br /&gt;E'en as the morn on the streamlet and sea;&lt;br /&gt;Then will all clouds of sorrow depart,&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful dreamer awake unto me! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-5027840696758339241?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/5027840696758339241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=5027840696758339241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/5027840696758339241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/5027840696758339241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/02/beautiful-dreamer-serenade.html' title='Beautiful Dreamer Serenade'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-9126051954664395209</id><published>2008-02-15T11:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T13:08:27.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Problem, The Solution are Internal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The recent influx of university shootings is truly lamentable, but is it surprising?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students, how many days a week do you walk across campus listening to music, ear buds or ear phones blocking out the world? It's a proven fact that technology creates feelings of increased individualism and isolation. How many more people would you speak to every day if you weren't closed off to the world? It seems to me that the technology that forms a protective covering for so many young people may be the very problem. Do these electronic devices create a false sense of comfort as you traverse a campus riddled with peers that you will never meet but in passing while they actually create a literally deadly situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student populations of American universities, especially those of large institutions, need to take this problem into their own hands. The source comes from among our ranks; so must come the change. Reach out to someone. Anyone. The power of human interaction needs to be restored among our generation. Being brought up in the information age is going to help us change the world for the better, but our readiness to accept technology, sometimes as a replacement for physical correspondence, can and will destroy our humanity if we don't keep the powers and capabilities of these technologies in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgina Tech. NIU.  I'm not saying that ipods and ear phones caused the tragic events that have unfolded this past year, but I am saying that the power to halt them rests in the hearts and minds of the very population affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's you. That's me. Take off the ear phones. Say hello to a stranger. You truly never know how far such a simple act of compassion can reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a.abcnews.com/images/US/1c78407d-e1c1-4a05-b08c-12efba410e32_ms.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cantonrep.com/photos/2008/02/m_14mNIU_shooting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::EDIT::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use the link below to help out some of the students affected by the tornado that hit Union University. Anything helps. Donations are processed through PayPal. Contact &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/wecontact"&gt;Blake Stannard&lt;/a&gt; for more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pledgie.com/campaigns/528'&gt;&lt;img alt='Click here to lend your support to: Jelks 10 and make a donation at www.pledgie.com !' src='http://www.pledgie.com/campaigns/528.png?skin_name=chrome' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-9126051954664395209?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/9126051954664395209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=9126051954664395209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/9126051954664395209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/9126051954664395209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/02/problem-solution-are-internal.html' title='The Problem, The Solution are Internal'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-432677154183636106</id><published>2008-02-10T15:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T15:37:33.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All That Is Glorious Around Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Radiance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;by Barbara Crooker &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All That Is Glorious Around Us  &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;  &lt;em&gt;(title of an exhibit on The Hudson River School)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; is not, for me, these grand vistas, sublime peaks, mist-filled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; overlooks, towering clouds, but doing errands on a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; of driving rain, staying dry inside the silver skin of the car,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; 160,000 miles, still running just fine. Or later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; sitting in a café warmed by the steam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; from white chicken chili, two cups of dark coffee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; watching the red and gold leaves race down the street,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; confetti from autumn's bright parade. And I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; of how my mother struggles to breathe, how few good days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; she has now, how we never think about the glories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; of breath, oxygen cascading down our throats to the lungs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; simple as the journey of water over a rock. It is the nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; of stone / to be satisfied / writes Mary Oliver, It is the nature &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; of water / to want to be somewhere else, rushing down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; a rocky tor or high escarpment, the panoramic landscape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; boundless behind it. But everything glorious is around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; us already: black and blue graffiti shining in the rain's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; bright glaze, the small rainbows of oil on the pavement,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; where the last car to park has left its mark on the glistening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt; street, this radiant world.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-432677154183636106?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/432677154183636106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=432677154183636106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/432677154183636106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/432677154183636106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/02/all-that-is-glorious-around-us.html' title='All That Is Glorious Around Us'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-2167164352416901494</id><published>2008-02-06T13:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T13:32:53.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Room for Denial</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;68 confirmed tornadoes touched down across the south last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climate change: got evidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.beavertonvalleytimes.com/reuters_graphics/2008-02-06T034520Z_01_NOOTR_RTRIDSP_2_USREPORT-WEATHER-TORNADOES-DC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.latimes.com/media/photo/2008-02/35274450.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storms are going to keep getting worse the longer we wait to take decisive action to reduce our impact on the natural environment. We're visitors. We're renting. This planet may be the only home we've ever known, but we are far from the first to know it as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of really easy ways to help reduce carbon emissions. Just QUIT BUYING INCANDESCENT LIGHT BULBS. If you don't know what an incandescent bulb is, it's the only kind you've ever used. Next time you go shopping buy compact fluorescent bulbs instead. They cost a bit more, but they last a LOT longer. Most last for multiple years and use a lot less energy, meaning that a lot less coal has to be burned to power them, meaning a lot less carbon dioxide will get released into the atmosphere, meaning that our children and ourselves get to keep on living on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other ways to help that don't require big lifestyle changes. Turning your thermostat down a few degrees than normal in the winter and up a few degrees than normal in the summer helps tremendously, as does recycling and avoiding products with lots of excess packaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't mean to sound preachy. This is just something that must be done for humanity. No one is perfect. No one can make the changes that need to be made right away. But we all need to start changing today. If we don't there might not be a chance to preserve the Earth as we know it. If we don't make these changes soon, the planet is going to make its own. This fact is already evident. And what we will find if we continue down this path is that the agenda of Mother Earth won't include us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-2167164352416901494?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/2167164352416901494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=2167164352416901494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/2167164352416901494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/2167164352416901494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-more-room-for-denial.html' title='No More Room for Denial'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-3707225893104381526</id><published>2008-02-05T11:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T19:57:56.379-06:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Vote Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future can be so much brighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjXyqcx-mYY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjXyqcx-mYY&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::Edit::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wqad.com/Global/link.asp?L=259460"&gt;This is a really cool questionnaire.&lt;/a&gt; 14 questions used to calculate which candidate you most agree with.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-3707225893104381526?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/3707225893104381526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=3707225893104381526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/3707225893104381526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/3707225893104381526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/02/vote.html' title='VOTE!'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=6868142658895883477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/6868142658895883477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/6868142658895883477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/01/dads-windowsill.html' title='Dad&apos;s Windowsill'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' 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style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;Soviet nuclear engineers, soy products, and diesel cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;I look out the window and hope I'll see a swan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;I hear they're bad-tempered but I love their necks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;And how they glide along so sovereignly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;I never take the time to drive to a pond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;And spend an hour watching swans. What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;Would happen if I heeded the admonitions of beauty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;When I look over at Merriman, he's telling Driscoll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;That the President doesn't know what he's doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;With China. "China," I say out loud but softly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 130%;"&gt;I go back to the window. It's started snowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-4565955978738030711?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/4565955978738030711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=4565955978738030711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/4565955978738030711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/4565955978738030711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/01/opinion.html' title='Opinion'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-287431344220369805</id><published>2008-01-19T13:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T13:59:56.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Softer World</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.asofterworld.com/clean/imagine.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asofterworld.com" /&gt;www.asofterworld.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-287431344220369805?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-5185909416437324818</id><published>2008-01-07T22:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T17:12:41.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Apocalypse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll make this short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing some reading on Quetzalcoatl and some various Native American groups, mostly the Maya and the Toltecs, and I had come to the conclusion that because the Mayan calendar ends on December 21st 2012 that the world was going to end, or at very least that a major facet of human civilization was going to be shattered or changed drastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just read &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/tech/science/2007-03-27-maya-2012_n.htm"&gt;an extremely interesting article&lt;/a&gt; from USA Today that claims otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is, however, one extremely exciting coincidence. The following is an expert from the aforementioned article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Part of the 2012 mystique stems from the stars. On the winter solstice in 2012, the sun will be aligned with the center of the Milky Way for the first time in about 26,000 years. This means that 'whatever energy typically streams to Earth from the center of the Milky Way will indeed be disrupted on 12/21/12 at 11:11 p.m. Universal Time,' Joseph writes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, truly interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-5185909416437324818?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/5185909416437324818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=5185909416437324818' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/5185909416437324818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/5185909416437324818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/01/apoalypse.html' title='Apocalypse'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-6809136432407975019</id><published>2008-01-07T14:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T14:59:54.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Report Home 20 - Chaotic Pointlessness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;www.youtube.com/fletchyfletch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bY3rAN1aGrA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bY3rAN1aGrA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-6809136432407975019?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/6809136432407975019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=6809136432407975019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/6809136432407975019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/6809136432407975019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/01/report-home-20-chaotic-pointlessness.html' title='Report Home 20 - Chaotic Pointlessness'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700375540060385938.post-3222246635884441334</id><published>2008-01-04T15:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T16:00:06.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Back in Business</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've decided to start my blog up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700375540060385938-3222246635884441334?l=wbf3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/feeds/3222246635884441334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700375540060385938&amp;postID=3222246635884441334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/3222246635884441334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700375540060385938/posts/default/3222246635884441334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wbf3.blogspot.com/2008/01/asdf.html' title='Blog Back in Business'/><author><name>William Fletcher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08586507742942175935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x5hEUm-9etk/R36u3YMtS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hSE1rtNzf-s/S220/n42114202_31896437_3389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
