<?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-6017038</id><updated>2012-02-06T10:38:38.393-08:00</updated><category term='Finley 927-9988'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='REM'/><title type='text'>ALCORN.BLOGSPOT.COM</title><subtitle type='html'>Peaceful Pioneers: Articles, Songs, Links, Photographs, Paintings, Ideas, Reviews, Results, Recipes</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-8740962529625592425</id><published>2007-12-05T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T08:34:13.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ALL THE NEIL YOUNGThe shows I've seen: 11-29-2007, Massey Hall, Toronto, Ontario, Canada (2)1 From Hank To Hendrix / 2 Ambulance Blues / 3 Sad Movies / 4 A Man Needs A Maid / 5 No One Seems To Know / 6 Harvest / 7 Journey Through The Past / 8 Try / 9 Mellow My Mind / 10 Love Art Blues / 11 Heart Of Gold / 12 Old Man // 13 The Loner / 14 Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere / 15 Dirty Old Man / 16 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8740962529625592425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=8740962529625592425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/8740962529625592425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/8740962529625592425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-neil-young-shows-ive-seen-11-29.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-8855713934268597320</id><published>2007-12-05T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T08:32:31.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2007 FAVOURITESmovies -- Once, Zodiac, Superbad, Bourne Ultimatum, Away from Her, Eastern Promises, Lives of Others, atonement, diving bell and butterflymusic -- ...Christopher Cross  Pretty sure this wasn't what he had in mind when he wrote Think of Laura, but it is still some (serial killer) person's great intrpretation. By the way, what did Christopher Cross have in mind when he wrote this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8855713934268597320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=8855713934268597320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/8855713934268597320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/8855713934268597320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/12/2007-favourites-movies-once-zodiac.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-3198631008114145941</id><published>2007-12-05T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T08:28:38.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Batting Player H/AB R HR RBI SB AVG Bobby Abreu (NYY - OF) 171/605 123 16 101 25 .283 Jason Bay (Pit - OF) 133/538 78 21 84 4 .247 Lance Berkman (Hou - 1B,OF) 156/561 95 34 102 7 .278 J.D. Drew (Bos - OF) 126/466 84 11 64 4 .270 Alex Gordon (KC - 1B,3B) 134/543 60 15 60 14 .247 Jeremy Hermida (Fla - OF) 127/429 54 18 63 3 .296 Paul Konerko (CWS - 1B) 142/549 71 31 90 0 .259 José Reyes (NYM - SS) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3198631008114145941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=3198631008114145941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/3198631008114145941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/3198631008114145941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/12/batting-player-hab-r-hr-rbi-sb-avg.html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7122733067620284309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7122733067620284309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/08/on-hiatus-microsoft-surface-and-iphone.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-855583688702909352</id><published>2007-08-01T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T06:13:47.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>music of the daylistening to the ipod a lot while riding my bicycle:Panic Pure - Vic Chesnutt"my earliest memory is of holding up a sparklerhigh up to the darkest skysome 4th of July spectacularI shook it with an urgencyI'll never ever be able to repeatat times I might could be accused of beingpainfully nostalgicbut as of late I'm looking forward to the futurethough I've never been much of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/855583688702909352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=855583688702909352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/855583688702909352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/855583688702909352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/08/music-of-day-listening-to-ipod-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-1048796332750122413</id><published>2007-07-31T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T04:29:45.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   July 2007</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1048796332750122413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=1048796332750122413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/1048796332750122413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/1048796332750122413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/07/july-2007_31.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H6xv6g3FuVk/Rq8dJj72ULI/AAAAAAAACC8/duC9tp9DAnk/s72-c/P7280496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-4615398857436169782</id><published>2007-07-25T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T08:33:56.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SPORTSHonestly, could there be a worse time for sports?The NBA Donaghy scandal is one of the most serious problems one could imagineAlexandre "Borat" Vinokourov's dopingBarry Bonds tainted/pending home run recordMichael Vick's dog-fightingwhat sport is least-affected by scandal? tennis? curling? water-skiing?  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4615398857436169782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=4615398857436169782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4615398857436169782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4615398857436169782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/07/sports-honestly-could-there-be-worse.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-4927084807713169909</id><published>2007-07-23T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T05:06:45.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    JULY 2007</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4927084807713169909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=4927084807713169909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4927084807713169909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4927084807713169909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/07/july-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H6xv6g3FuVk/RqSZ0MmueoI/AAAAAAAAB8A/lnC1bbrSIQU/s72-c/P7210288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-6033223104113553281</id><published>2007-07-16T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T09:08:03.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SONGS OF THE DAYPIN - Rheostatics (When I get happy again. I long to see you let me in. You've got the key to my heart, it's got the P.I.N. to my guts. I've got a dream. I've got a plan: I leave this world live off the land. Once I get good. Once I get better. God bless the plane that came with supply. Now we don't die. We go out of the gray and into the blue above. When I get happy again I'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6033223104113553281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=6033223104113553281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/6033223104113553281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/6033223104113553281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/07/songs-of-day-pin-rheostatics-when-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-9189278050333172565</id><published>2007-07-13T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T06:35:42.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MALCOLMTo find some summer reading I have been going through this archive. It's great.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/9189278050333172565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=9189278050333172565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/9189278050333172565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/9189278050333172565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/07/malcolm-to-find-some-summer-reading-i.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-5737267574429669628</id><published>2007-07-09T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T12:50:06.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Prayer For My Daughter WB YeatsOnce more the storm is howling, and half hidUnder this cradle-hood and coverlidMy child sleeps on. There is no obstacleBut Gregory's wood and one bare hillWhereby the haystack- and roof-levelling wind,Bred on the Atlantic, can be stayed;And for an hour I have walked and prayedBecause of the great gloom that is in my mind.I have walked and prayed for this young </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5737267574429669628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=5737267574429669628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/5737267574429669628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/5737267574429669628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/07/prayer-for-my-daughter-wb-yeats-once.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-896950422991200051</id><published>2007-06-22T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T10:56:04.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RYAN ADAMSRyan Adams Didn’t Die. Now the Work Begins. NY TIMESONE afternoon, as Ryan Adams was recording his new album, “Easy Tiger” (Lost Highway), at Electric Lady Studios in Greenwich Village, the singer-songwriter Steve Earle dropped by to visit. Jimi Hendrix had built Electric Lady in the late 1960s, and Mr. Earle pointed out that “there are some good ghosts here.” “Yeah,” Mr. Adams blithely</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/896950422991200051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=896950422991200051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/896950422991200051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/896950422991200051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/06/ryan-adams-ryan-adams-didnt-die.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-7550028035330137686</id><published>2007-06-17T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T16:08:01.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FRESH FROZEN; FRIENDLY FIREU.S. soldiers killed eight Afghan policemen Tuesday after mistaking them for Taliban forces. A spokesman for the U.S.-led coalition force says the police fired on them first. How do troops normally avoid friendly fire? With "combat identification systems." These vary depending on the combat situation. For example, airplanes talk to each other using a system known as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7550028035330137686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=7550028035330137686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7550028035330137686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7550028035330137686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/06/fresh-frozen-friendly-fire-u.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-2429531139018535611</id><published>2007-06-11T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T19:33:07.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TONYi thought the last episode was perfect. I'm not disappointed at all. We were privileged, over the past eight years, to receive an all-access pass to David Chase's brain. The pass has been revoked, but I think we were lucky to have been let inside in the first place. Sure, he played a trick on us, and it was even a pitiless trick (the final sound we heard after 86 hours of modern-day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2429531139018535611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=2429531139018535611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2429531139018535611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2429531139018535611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/06/tony-i-thought-last-episode-was-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-4173247688553484828</id><published>2007-06-04T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T10:06:53.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>QUICK STREAM-OF-THOUGHT TYPING WHILE ON A PLANE LISTENING TO AN iPOD SHUFFLERunning diary of plane ride to vancouver:- Smooth talk way into maple leaf lounge to load up on snacks/drinks/bad magazines- see old lady with ice cream cone and ask her where I can get one like it. She offers to buy one for me which makes me wonder if a) I look poor b) she's trying to make a new friend. I politely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4173247688553484828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=4173247688553484828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4173247688553484828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4173247688553484828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/06/quick-stream-of-thought-typing-while-on.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-911054756058813191</id><published>2007-06-03T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:11:02.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SOME VIDEOS:leonard cohen"cracks: light"police vancouverwilcowilco IIjourneyduranx2ON CHESIL BEACH By Ian McEwan. 203 pp. Nan A. Talese/Doubleday. $22. They were young, educated, and both virgins on this, their wedding night, and they lived in a time when a conversation about sexual difficulties was plainly impossible. But it is never easy. The geographical distinction that marks Chesil Beach in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/911054756058813191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=911054756058813191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/911054756058813191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/911054756058813191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/06/some-videos-leonard-cohen-cracks-light.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-7672365560946506607</id><published>2007-05-11T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T12:58:04.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MUSIC OF THE DAYA lot of data crunching and deck preparation today, so have had the iPod shuffle going. Songs for the sunny weekend:one tree hill - u2love and some verses - iron&amp;wineturn on me - shinshard to explain - strokesearthquake weather - beckpunchup at a wedding - radiohead "a bully in a china shop; When I turn around you stay frozen to the spot; You had the pointless snide remarks; Of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7672365560946506607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=7672365560946506607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7672365560946506607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7672365560946506607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/music-of-day-lot-of-data-crunching-and.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-2747676077656545529</id><published>2007-05-07T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T08:37:42.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RANDOM THOUGHTSFreakonomics article: Laid-Back Labor -- The $140 Homemade ScarfDuring the late 19th century, piano manufacturing was one of New York City’s largest industries. Every right-minded American family, it seemed, wanted to fill its home with music. The advent of the player piano — a music-making machine that required zero talent — drove the boom even further. By the 1920s, some 300,000 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2747676077656545529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=2747676077656545529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2747676077656545529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2747676077656545529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/random-thoughts-freakonomics-article.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-4087618163743778668</id><published>2007-04-24T14:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T14:36:59.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BASKETBALL</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4087618163743778668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=4087618163743778668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4087618163743778668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4087618163743778668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/basketball.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-4429395967082171115</id><published>2007-04-20T08:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T08:58:34.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FRIDAY MATERIAL1. Tough loss for the Canucks. Too many men. Luongo had one of his strongest games I have seen though. Winning three in a row in Dallas is a lot to ask. On Taylor Pyatt:The rare combination of size and skill in the Canucks' biggest forward could be crucial to wearing down Dallas's defence He might just be the quietest Vancouver Canuck. So Taylor Pyatt had to be in his element when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4429395967082171115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=4429395967082171115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4429395967082171115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4429395967082171115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/friday-material-1.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-2362618304235317714</id><published>2007-04-19T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T20:20:15.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>INTERVIEWSBob DylanBob MarleyNina SimoneSINCE I FELL FOR YOUNina SimoneNina Simone Sings The BluesRCA : 1967Some mp3s for you here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2362618304235317714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=2362618304235317714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2362618304235317714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2362618304235317714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/interviews-bob-dylan-bob-marley-nina.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-8668115216039480428</id><published>2007-04-16T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T06:40:20.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MANNY BEING MANNYWaiting for Manny: Boston’s mystery man.by Ben McGrath “That guy, he’s in his own world, on his own planet,” a teammate says of Ramirez.Manny Ramirez is a deeply frustrating employee, the kind whose talents are so prodigious that he gets away with skipping meetings, falling asleep on the job, and fraternizing with the competition. He makes more money than everyone else at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8668115216039480428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=8668115216039480428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/8668115216039480428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/8668115216039480428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/manny-being-manny-waiting-for-manny.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-3927484386529885790</id><published>2007-04-13T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T13:19:24.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new FeistShins - AustraliaShins - Phantom Limbnew Rufus Wainwright</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3927484386529885790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=3927484386529885790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/3927484386529885790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/3927484386529885790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-feist-shins-australia-shins-phantom.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-7760845437694125747</id><published>2007-04-11T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T07:16:06.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GO CANUCKS                Can doctors collectively learn from past experience?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7760845437694125747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=7760845437694125747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7760845437694125747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7760845437694125747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/go-canucks-can-doctors-collectively.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-8863404531501974964</id><published>2007-04-09T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T11:14:59.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>601st POSTWhen Michael Lewis' son got sick.Other Michael Lewison bright eyesMORE IAN McEWANIf you stroll along the "infinite shingle" of Chesil Beach in Dorset, as Ian McEwan did while composing his new novel, you will find that millennia of tides and winds have "graded the size of pebbles" along its 18-mile length, "with the bigger stones at the eastern end". The writer went to check this out, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8863404531501974964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=8863404531501974964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/8863404531501974964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/8863404531501974964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/601st-post-when-michael-lewis-son-got.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-2184404008523953985</id><published>2007-04-04T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T07:51:14.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WANT TO BE WANTED; LOVE TO BE LOVEDKansas City police arrested a woman from the FBI's Most Wanted Fugitives list on Saturday, minutes before a segment about her aired on national television. She was 24 years old and had committed just one murder, yet Shauntay Henderson stood in the company of infamous figures like Osama Bin Laden and Whitey Bulger. How do criminals get their names on the list?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2184404008523953985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=2184404008523953985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2184404008523953985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2184404008523953985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/want-to-be-wanted-love-to-be-loved.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-2936915957942173681</id><published>2007-04-03T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T06:58:38.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PRANK?Type "college prank" into YouTube and you will be greeted with hundreds of videos. Most will be really, really dumb. Many won't even be pranks at all. Some will make you furrow your brow, shake your head, and fear for the future of our country. But a few of them push the art of the prank to new heights. Being able to share videos online has encouraged the best college pranksters to make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2936915957942173681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=2936915957942173681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2936915957942173681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2936915957942173681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/prank-type-college-prank-into-youtube.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-4943958520335498834</id><published>2007-04-01T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T15:58:10.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SPORTSCASTINGBOOM goes the dynamite.I had seen this awhile ago and forgot how good it was.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4943958520335498834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=4943958520335498834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4943958520335498834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4943958520335498834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/sportscasting-boom-goes-dynamite.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-7765926433294127567</id><published>2007-03-23T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T06:17:56.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE YEAR WITHOUT TOILET PAPERNY TIMES, penelope greenDinner was the usual affair on Thursday night in Apartment 9F in an elegant prewar on Lower Fifth Avenue. There was shredded cabbage with fruit-scrap vinegar; mashed parsnips and yellow carrots with local butter and fresh thyme; a terrific frittata; then homemade yogurt with honey and thyme tea, eaten under the greenish flickering light cast by</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7765926433294127567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=7765926433294127567' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7765926433294127567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7765926433294127567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/year-without-toilet-paper-ny-times.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-166355733989589385</id><published>2007-03-21T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T08:34:26.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE WISDOM OF CHILDREN (new yorker)I. A Conversation at the Grownup Table, as Imagined at the Kids’ TableMOM: Pass the wine, please. I want to become crazy.DAD: O.K.GRANDMOTHER: Did you see the politics? It made me angry.DAD: Me, too. When it was over, I had sex.UNCLE: I’m having sex right now.DAD: We all are.MOM: Let’s talk about which kid I like the best.DAD: (laughing) You know, but you won’t </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/166355733989589385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=166355733989589385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/166355733989589385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/166355733989589385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/wisdom-of-children-new-yorker-i.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-7779807404534415520</id><published>2007-03-14T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T18:17:01.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DREAM#9 Dream with Bill Berry back on drums:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7779807404534415520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=7779807404534415520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7779807404534415520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7779807404534415520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/dream-9-dream-with-bill-berry-back-on.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-5099408868369225741</id><published>2007-03-13T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T09:24:53.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FILMsaw a very nice Parisian movie on the weekend that makes one look forward to spring, and also want to go to France quite badly: "A film about love and art, about passing time and time passing, “Avenue Montaigne” is a humble pleasure. The modesty feels intentional and misleading: the story is a nominally light affair abuzz with minor incidents, comic faces, choreographed nonsense, melodramatic</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5099408868369225741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=5099408868369225741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/5099408868369225741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/5099408868369225741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/film-saw-very-nice-parisian-movie-on.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-3894995421163382571</id><published>2007-03-05T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T11:57:30.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MUSICPitchfork finally weighs in on the new Arcade Fire: Sharing its title with a John Kennedy Toole novel, the Arcade Fire's second album is markedly different from its more cloistered predecessor: On Neon Bible, the band looks outward instead of inward, their concerns more worldly than familial, and their sound more malevolent than cathartic. Angry, embittered, and paranoid, but often </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3894995421163382571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=3894995421163382571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/3894995421163382571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/3894995421163382571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/music-pitchfork-finally-weighs-in-on.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-6821798308726755072</id><published>2007-03-05T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T06:15:22.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AL GORE“Saturday Night Live” is erratic in middle age but rarely cruel. An exception came late last spring, when, at the stroke of eleven-thirty, an NBC announcer gravely told the American people to stand by for a “message from the President of the United States,” and Al Gore, surrounded by Oval Office knickknacks, came into focus to deliver what could best be described as an interim report from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6821798308726755072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=6821798308726755072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/6821798308726755072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/6821798308726755072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/al-gore-saturday-night-live-is-erratic.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-2529221651246762313</id><published>2007-02-26T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T11:46:47.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPINESS(Can't Get No) Satisfaction: The new science of happiness needs some historical perspective Imagine you have a choice between earning $50,000 a year while other people make $25,000 or earning $100,000 a year while other people get $250,000. Prices of goods and services are the same. Which would you prefer? Surprisingly, studies show that the majority of people select the first option. As</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2529221651246762313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=2529221651246762313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2529221651246762313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2529221651246762313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/happiness-cant-get-no-satisfaction-new.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-4479726956977045832</id><published>2007-02-13T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T06:40:59.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GOING ON VACATION IN HAWAIIBeach 69OTHERour house during the paintingMake it stopBEST OF ARI GOLD</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4479726956977045832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=4479726956977045832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4479726956977045832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4479726956977045832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/going-on-vacation-in-hawaii-beach-69.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/83/243314815_43b81cbf27_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-4316071734364538745</id><published>2007-02-12T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T10:27:50.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MONDAY MONDAYSedaris: The way we aremore rhetorical letterscoveting wishbone chairs right now:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4316071734364538745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=4316071734364538745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4316071734364538745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4316071734364538745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/monday-monday-sedaris-way-we-are-more.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-801432204431127208</id><published>2007-02-08T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T18:33:06.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NEWSbest news story of the year so farValentine's Day bookPlease make this stop.not long.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/801432204431127208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=801432204431127208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/801432204431127208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/801432204431127208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/news-best-news-story-of-year-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yvlXpM1rxm0/RcT5nV3svvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/u-44Wluxipc/s72-c/0,1658,5358176,00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-4820662072778584116</id><published>2007-02-07T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T13:17:04.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PICTURESOverdue to post some photos of moving chaos, birds, a playlist for my mom, and Bert:From 83 COTTINGHAMFrom 83 COTTINGHAMcome out west and seethe best that it could bei know you won't stay permanently but come out west and seewho knows what the future holdsor where the cards may fallbut if you don't come out west and seeyou'll never know at all"west" - lucinda williams 2007</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4820662072778584116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=4820662072778584116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4820662072778584116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4820662072778584116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/pictures-overdue-to-post-some-photos-of.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-5137990377841892371</id><published>2007-02-07T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T13:17:04.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PRINCE: ELECTRIC!Sunday's big game between the Indianapolis Colts and Chicago Bears marked the first-ever rainy Super Bowl. Prince's high-tech halftime show had viewers and critics raving, but all that equipment and rain looked like an electrocution waiting to happen. How do you keep soaking-wet performers from getting shocked?You go wireless. The use of battery-powered, wireless equipment </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5137990377841892371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=5137990377841892371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/5137990377841892371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/5137990377841892371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/prince-electric-sundays-big-game.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-4941141099990048840</id><published>2007-02-07T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T06:19:25.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OPERAI saw Faust last night from a wonderful seat in the President's Circle at the Four Seasons Centre. The story really grew on me over the course of the evening, and I thought the sets were excellent. THINKINGCarbon dioxide is a by-product of just about every aspect of contemporary life—from driving and flying to farming and manufacturing and watching videos on YouTube. To reduce emissions by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4941141099990048840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=4941141099990048840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4941141099990048840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4941141099990048840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/opera-i-saw-faust-last-night-from.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-3423585331844253994</id><published>2007-02-05T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T14:25:24.368-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finley 927-9988'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GUITAR PLAYINGAs much as I enjoy music, I have never learned to play the guitar well at all -- though I know the chords to Down by the River quite well.Would love to play like M. Ward:The Good The Bad &amp; The Queen record is supposed to be good.Saw Last King of Scotland, and enjoyed it. Perhaps I was slightly disappointed, though I'm not sure shy. If there is any justice, this year’s Academy Award </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3423585331844253994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=3423585331844253994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/3423585331844253994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/3423585331844253994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/guitar-playing-as-much-as-i-enjoy-music.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-105069480537186832</id><published>2007-02-02T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T10:36:58.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WAKE UP!What every rock show needs, an impromptu acoustic singalong after the show in the lobby: Arcade Fire:DARWIN: It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent that survives. It is the one that is the most adaptable to change.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/105069480537186832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=105069480537186832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/105069480537186832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/105069480537186832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/wake-up-what-every-rock-show-needs.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-4459115801397704694</id><published>2007-02-01T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T07:39:25.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WITHOUT IDEAS OR VIOLENCESara, Sara,Wherever we travel we're never apart.Sara, oh Sara,Beautiful lady, so dear to my heart.How did I meet you? I don't know.A messenger sent me in a tropical storm.You were there in the winter, moonlight on the snowAnd on Lily Pond Lane when the weather was warm.Sara, oh Sara,Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress,Sara, Sara,You must forgive me my unworthiness.“At 70 it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4459115801397704694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=4459115801397704694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4459115801397704694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/4459115801397704694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/without-ideas-or-violence-sara-sara.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-1208217085964861100</id><published>2007-01-31T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T12:46:56.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>B.A.N.A.N.A.S.Is Jasper Johns overrated?Beloved Kentucky Derby winner Barbaro was euthanized Monday after an eight-month struggle to recover from the broken hind leg he suffered at the Preakness Stakes last year. Barbaro's owners stressed soon after his injury that they wanted him to live whether or not he could breed. How healthy does a horse have to be to sire a foal?How to insult:"He has all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1208217085964861100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=1208217085964861100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/1208217085964861100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/1208217085964861100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/b.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-7872471242261615272</id><published>2007-01-29T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T08:05:29.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MOVING KINDA SUCKSespecially when it's minus 14 outespecially when it's snowingespecially when your furnace breaks on night #1especially when you're not used to the train noise yet and it wakes you up 5 timesRUBBER KNIVESThe quest for a $700 bottle of wine.Unhappy Meals: The story of how basic questions about what to eat got so complicated reveals a great deal about the institutional imperatives </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7872471242261615272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=7872471242261615272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7872471242261615272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7872471242261615272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/moving-kinda-sucks-especially-when-its.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-1976400093441764851</id><published>2007-01-26T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T07:12:28.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JONI MITCHELLOn Jan. 28, Joni Mitchell will be inducted into the Canadian Songwriters Hall of Fame, and I’m praying that no one serenades her with River. The uninvited soundtrack to Christmas 2006 was Sarah McLachlan’s low-fat, fun-free, vanilla-latte version of Mitchell’s 1971 classic River. Between the first and 24th of December, every time I found myself wading through a snake pit mega-chain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1976400093441764851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=1976400093441764851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/1976400093441764851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/1976400093441764851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/joni-mitchell-on-jan.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-7504409639692633360</id><published>2007-01-25T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T09:09:24.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LUCINDA WILLIAMSimports and altercationsmy faculties on a shoe-string vacationI settled down on a hurt as big as Robert Mitchumand listen to Lucinda Williamsoh, convenient lies, rubber knivesI'm a dastardly villain, doing belly divesI before E except after meI'm dousing my vitals at break-neck speedyou and your little entourageplaying amazing little parlor games in the garagelike a jury of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7504409639692633360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=7504409639692633360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7504409639692633360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7504409639692633360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/lucinda-williams-imports-and.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-2734095095275963588</id><published>2007-01-22T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T08:27:57.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MISCELLANYThe latest Sedaris.how vietnam really ended...I dislike PeytonSmushFaceManning very much.ON SLOAN"One of my biggest complaints about the album is how little of Jay Ferguson we hear in the lead-- only two songs feature him up front throughout, and they're among the best tracks on the album. I've always loved his voice, a liberally honeyed tenor, and his songs have a melodic ease to them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2734095095275963588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=2734095095275963588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2734095095275963588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2734095095275963588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/miscellany-latest-sedaris.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-7691037544147584566</id><published>2007-01-21T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T20:13:22.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUNThe Turntables That Transform VinylLONG-PLAYING records are gathering dust in the homes of many music lovers, who hope to hear their contents one day on a CD player or iPod.Now, an updated version of another audio relic, the phonographic turntable, may provide a fairly inexpensive way to do that. Two new consumer turntables on the market at $200 or less connect directly to computers to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7691037544147584566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=7691037544147584566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7691037544147584566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/7691037544147584566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/fun-turntables-that-transform-vinyl.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-2910651629210792389</id><published>2007-01-21T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T08:53:40.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SUCH A GOOD MOVIECHILDREN OF MENAs it’s January now, with pre-Oscar buzz in full swing, so I’ll take this opportunity to make a prediction: Children of Men will not win any Academy Awards. Here’s another prediction: Oscars or no, this movie will eventually be recognized as a masterpiece. The best film of the year and one of the finest of the decade, Children of Men faces an unfortunate demise at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2910651629210792389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=2910651629210792389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2910651629210792389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/2910651629210792389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/such-good-movie-children-of-men-as-its.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116926865263801904</id><published>2007-01-19T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T20:50:52.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> SONGS OF THE DAYEverybody's gotta learn sometime - BeckDid I say? - Teenage FanclubKnockin' on heaven's door - Bob DylanHey Joe - Jimi HendrixSteady as she goes - RaconteursDashboard - Modest MouseSTYLUS' FAVOURITE BOB DYLAN HARMONICA SOLOSGot to be an important person to be in here honeyGot to have done some evil deedsGot to have your own harem when you come in the doorGot to play your harp ‘</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116926865263801904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116926865263801904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116926865263801904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116926865263801904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/songs-of-day-everybodys-gotta-learn.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116904742796196096</id><published>2007-01-17T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T07:23:50.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ICE ICE BABYA Louisiana woman displaced by Hurricane Katrina gave birth Tuesday to a son whose frozen embryo was rescued from a flooded New Orleans hospital during the 2005 storm. How long do frozen embryos last?For decades, if you store them the right way. Embryos can remain on ice pretty much indefinitely; one baby was born after being frozen for 13 years. To get that kind of shelf-life, an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116904742796196096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116904742796196096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116904742796196096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116904742796196096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/ice-ice-baby-louisiana-woman-displaced.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116888223336144723</id><published>2007-01-15T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T09:30:33.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE DEAL HAS GONE DOWNIn the still of the night, in the world's ancient light Where wisdom grows up in strife My bewildered brain, toils in vain Through the darkness on the pathways of life Each invisible prayer is like a cloud in the air Tomorrow keeps turning around We live and we die, we know not why But I'll be with you when the deal goes down We eat and we drink, we feel and we think Far </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116888223336144723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116888223336144723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116888223336144723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116888223336144723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/deal-has-gone-down-in-still-of-night.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116861838298110772</id><published>2007-01-12T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T08:13:03.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FOOTBALL PREDICTIONSIndianapolis at Baltimore -- Billick get closer to the Super Bowl. 27-24Philadelphia at New Orleans -- Classy till the end, Philly losesSeattle at Chicago --Grossman plays the whole game. Bears win 30-10New England at San Diego -- Win or Lose, Todd Sauerbrun is going to party his ass off in San Diego. Pats Lose: 35-21BUSHWHACKEDGEORGE BUSH has always been a gambler but this is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116861838298110772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116861838298110772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116861838298110772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116861838298110772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/football-predictions-indianapolis-at.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116831100724872049</id><published>2007-01-08T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T18:50:09.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>COME PICK ME UPWhen they call your nameWill you walk right up?With a smile on your face?Or will you cower in fearIn your favorite sweaterWith an old love letter? I wish you wouldCome pick me upTake me outFuck me upSteal my recordsScrew all my friendsThey're all full of shitWith a smile on your faceAnd then do it againI wish you would When you're walking downtownDo you wish I was there?Do you wish</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116831100724872049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116831100724872049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116831100724872049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116831100724872049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/come-pick-me-up-when-they-call-your.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116827939357447653</id><published>2007-01-08T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T10:03:14.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HEARTBREAKING WORK OF STAGGERING GENIUSI don't believe in God but I miss him.The hanging of Saddam Hussein was meant to be, by the depraved standards of the Iraq war, something of a feel-good moment. President Bush saw it that way, or claimed to.Can classes in positive psychology teach students not just to feel good but also to do good?An Open Letter From Donald Trump to Randy Johnson Dear Randy,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116827939357447653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116827939357447653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116827939357447653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116827939357447653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/heartbreaking-work-of-staggering.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116792355980580835</id><published>2007-01-04T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T07:12:41.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EXPLAINERHow clean is bar soap in a public bathroom? Is it "self-cleaning," since it's soap? It's dirty, but that doesn't make it a health hazard. Soap can indeed become contaminated with microorganisms, whether it's in liquid or bar form. According to a series of tests conducted in the early 1980s, bars of soap are often covered with bacteria and carry a higher load than you'd find inside a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116792355980580835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116792355980580835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116792355980580835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116792355980580835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/explainer-how-clean-is-bar-soap-in.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116788527569932831</id><published>2007-01-03T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T20:34:42.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FOUR STRONG WINDSThink I'll go out to AlbertaWeather's good there in the fallI got some friends that I could go to working for.Still I wish you'd change your mindIf I ask you one more timeBut we've been through this a hundred times or more.Chorus: Four strong winds that blow lonelySeven seas that run highAll those things that don't change come what may.If all the good times are all goneThen I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116788527569932831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116788527569932831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116788527569932831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116788527569932831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/four-strong-winds-think-ill-go-out-to.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116785139218494137</id><published>2007-01-03T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T11:09:52.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WAYS TO IMPROVE YOUR BRAIN IN 20071. Eat a Brain-Healthy Diet. A diet rich in omega-3 fatty acids (commonly found in fish), protein, antioxidants, fruits and vegetables and vitamin B; low in trans fats; and with an appropriate level of carbohydrates will help keep your brain healthy. 2. Stay Mentally Active. Activities such as learning a new skill or language, working on crossword puzzles, taking</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116785139218494137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116785139218494137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116785139218494137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116785139218494137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/ways-to-improve-your-brain-in-2007-1.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116754748847426215</id><published>2006-12-30T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T18:04:16.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY 2006 TOP TENSMUSICBob Dylan - Modern TimesTom Waits - OrphansNeko Case - Fox ConfessorBeck - The InformationWillie Nelson - SongbirdM. Ward - Post-WarCat Power - The GreatestThe Strokes - First Impressions of EarthHot Chip - The WarningNeil Young - Living with WarBOOKSThe Blind Side - Michael LewisBlack Swan Green - David MitchellRestless - William BoydThe Attack - Yasmina KhadraThe Other Side</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116754748847426215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116754748847426215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116754748847426215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116754748847426215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-2006-top-tens-music-bob-dylan.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116754646851514342</id><published>2006-12-30T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T22:27:49.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Very Fine Lines: What Makes a Cartoon New Yorker-Worthy? Draw Your Own Conclusion.Two plumbers working on a sink with an alligator coming out of the faucet?Yes.Two drunks brainstorming about starting the Drinking Network?No.A guy with his hand chopped off pointing the way to the Islamic court?Ahhhhhh . . . maybe.It's Wednesday afternoon and David Remnick, the editor of the New Yorker, is picking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116754646851514342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116754646851514342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116754646851514342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116754646851514342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/very-fine-lines-what-makes-cartoon-new.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116676031526171511</id><published>2006-12-21T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T20:05:15.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HALLOWSThis is brilliant; introducing, Internet:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116676031526171511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116676031526171511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116676031526171511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116676031526171511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/hallows-this-is-brilliant-introducing.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116653997787909829</id><published>2006-12-19T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T06:53:00.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MISCELLANYYoga was once feared, loathed, and mocked. Lately it has been beatified. The scent of incense is gone, and yoga now smells like money... The best songs of 2006? Hardly.Alternate Titles for O.J. Simpson's New Book. Stab This Book Stab Your Wife With This Book Beat Your Wife to Death With This Book Tuesdays With Stabby Are You There, God? It's Me, a Multiple Murderer To Kill a Mockingbird</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116653997787909829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116653997787909829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116653997787909829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116653997787909829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/miscellany-yoga-was-once-feared.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116586340978200609</id><published>2006-12-11T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T10:56:50.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>INTERVIEW WITH NOEL GALLAGHERNoel Gallagher OasisWhat are your current fixations?Well I’m really into the Kasabian album, but I’ve just got an album in New York by a guy called M. Ward, it’s called Post-War. Fookin’ hell man. I’ve never heard this guy before, and I was doing a photo shoot, as us rock stars generally do, and some guy was playing it in the background. I was like, “What’s that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116586340978200609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116586340978200609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116586340978200609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116586340978200609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/interview-with-noel-gallagher-noel.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116561509597878547</id><published>2006-12-08T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T13:58:16.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LAThe Magic Castle7001 Franklin Avenue, Hollywood“It’s a members-only club where magicians perform. I was there for a party, and they offered me a membership and I accepted. It’s great because you can go anytime and see magic. What more can you want? My friend Rob, of the band Possum Dixon, performs there every week.” The Griffith Park Railroads440 Crystal Springs Drive, Los Angeles “There is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116561509597878547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116561509597878547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116561509597878547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116561509597878547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/la-magic-castle-7001-franklin-avenue.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116550325286221360</id><published>2006-12-07T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T06:54:13.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>June 21, 2007</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116550325286221360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116550325286221360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116550325286221360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116550325286221360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/june-21-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116541864974819555</id><published>2006-12-06T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T07:24:16.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BOOKSDave Eggers + Sudan = good novelWhen, earlier this month, the new International Criminal Court in The Hague charged its first defendant, a former Congolese warlord called Thomas Lubanga, with abducting children and turning them into killers, an important point was made. It will no longer be acceptable, the court was warning, to involve children in wars, either as deliberate targets or as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116541864974819555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116541864974819555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116541864974819555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116541864974819555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/books-dave-eggers-sudan-good-novel.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116524842620016033</id><published>2006-12-04T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T08:07:17.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GLOBAL WARMINGNew YorkerThirty-six years ago this month, President Nixon signed the Clean Air Act in a ceremony in the Roosevelt Room of the White House. The act—the product of a bipartisan effort extraordinary even for a day when bipartisanship was unexceptional—had been hammered out by a group of senators that included Democrats Edmund Muskie, Birch Bayh, and Thomas Eagleton, and Republicans </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116524842620016033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116524842620016033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116524842620016033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116524842620016033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/global-warming-new-yorker-thirty-six.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116520141294245576</id><published>2006-12-03T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T19:03:33.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RANDOMThe Econonist argues that the US dollar's recent plunge — to a 20-month low of $1.32 against the euro — was no surprise. A weak American housing market has taken its toll on the economy, and concerns that China's banks may start unloading their dollars have contributed to the currency's woes. Treasury Chairman Ben Bernanke remains coolheaded, probably assuming foreign investors will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116520141294245576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116520141294245576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116520141294245576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116520141294245576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/random-econonist-argues-that-us.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116498221431701254</id><published>2006-12-01T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T18:53:22.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARTICLES (for the weekend)“I take refuge,” Tom Stoppard once remarked, “in the fact that I can’t change anything by agonizing about it, so I don’t”... Tom Waits is the epitome of cool.The music website everyone loves to hate, but that I still read almost every day.The Sports Guy has started to perfect his style. I am in last place in both of my hockey pools. Last place.Just in time for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116498221431701254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116498221431701254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116498221431701254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116498221431701254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/articles-for-weekend-i-take-refuge-tom.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116464604140318130</id><published>2006-11-27T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T08:47:22.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NOVEMBER 27, 2006It's snowing in Vancouver -- a lot. It's also supposed to hit 17 degrees in Toronto on Wednesday. Sadly it will be Vancouverites who will be laughing in February when the crocuses are out and we're in the middle of a deep freeze. No power or potable water in West Van though. Winter camping.Random thoughts for the day:1. Craigslist is amazing. We have had our basement cluttered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116464604140318130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116464604140318130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116464604140318130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116464604140318130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/november-27-2006-its-snowing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116437862022209592</id><published>2006-11-24T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T06:30:27.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PHOTOSBUTTERBALL HELP-LINE HELP-LINE.mcsweeneys.netQ: A caller just said she forgot to baste every 10 minutes. I advised her to serve the turkey anyway. Was I correct?A: Not at all. The turkey is merely the vehicle for the basting. In a recent poll, nine out of 10 people would rather sit down at the table and suck on the end of a baster full of buttery juices than gnaw at some dry old wing. Bad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116437862022209592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116437862022209592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116437862022209592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116437862022209592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/photos-butterball-help-line-help-line.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116396616061369462</id><published>2006-11-19T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T14:59:45.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SACHA BARON COHENTwo Escalades stop in the middle of Sixty-Fifth Street on the West Side of Manhattan. Out of the front SUV, a tall, awkward mustachioed man in an ill-fitting blue-gray suit emerges. In the past month, through a series of press stunts, interviews, news events and blanket advertising, this man has turned himself into a household name in America: Borat.It is Halloween, the night of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116396616061369462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116396616061369462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116396616061369462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116396616061369462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/sacha-baron-cohen-this-is-excerpt-from.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116354609316458594</id><published>2006-11-14T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T15:19:04.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DJ SHADOW</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116354609316458594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116354609316458594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116354609316458594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116354609316458594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/dj-shadow.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116354583590353055</id><published>2006-11-14T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T15:10:37.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SESAME STREETI FEEL LIKE GOING HOMEYo La TengoI am not Afraid of You and I Will Beat Your AssMatador : 2006</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116354583590353055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116354583590353055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116354583590353055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116354583590353055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/sesame-street-i-feel-like-going-home.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116352325258921181</id><published>2006-11-14T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T08:54:13.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TUESDAYConrad Black expects his trial will be “spectacular” and he’ll walk away a free man. He may be right on the first count... Hating Paris Hilton is fun: we like a good sneer at the undeserving and decadent rich. She’s our communal dartboard; skewering her gives us a chance to affirm who we are... In the 15th century, an emerging middle class had the portrait as a means of public exposure. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116352325258921181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116352325258921181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116352325258921181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116352325258921181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/tuesday-conrad-black-expects-his-trial.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116317829982481203</id><published>2006-11-10T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T09:05:00.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MUSICOddly, there are two articles out there about REM vs. U2. Interesting reads:1 2 A lot of good music lately... My favourite songs right now: &gt;woke up new - mountain goats&gt;when the deal goes down - bob dylan&gt;summersong - decemberists&gt;strange apparition - beck&gt;new partner - mark kozelek&gt;hangover days - jason collett&gt;enough to get away - joseph arthur&gt;bottom of the world - tom waits (dylan and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116317829982481203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116317829982481203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116317829982481203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116317829982481203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/music-oddly-there-are-two-articles-out.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116295995584131369</id><published>2006-11-07T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T20:25:55.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116295995584131369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116295995584131369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116295995584131369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116295995584131369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116295979378725775</id><published>2006-11-07T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T20:23:14.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE ECONOMICS OF GLOBAL WARMINGThroughout the midterm campaign season, at least one major issue was conspicuously absent from debate. Except in California, where Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger reinvigorated his bid for reëlection by vowing to reduce greenhouse-gas emissions, climate change was barely mentioned. This can’t be wholly blamed on the politicians: according to a recent Pew Research </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116295979378725775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116295979378725775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116295979378725775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116295979378725775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/economics-of-global-warming-throughout.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116278483392259534</id><published>2006-11-05T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T19:47:14.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ANAGRAMSSomeone pointed out that an anagram for my name isCLARIFY DENYOf course I had to search the other options: ACIDLY FERNYFIANCE DRYLYFANCY DIRELYAn this sparked an interest in ones for other people:My Dad = CLARIFY HINDER (curious!!!) and FRIENDLY CHAIRMy sister = FRAGMENT OILYFILAMENT ORGYFILAMENT GORYFILAMENT GYROMEANT GLORIFYFOAMY RINGLETROAMING LEFTYMALTY FOREIGNROYAL FIGMENTMAYO LEFT </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116278483392259534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116278483392259534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116278483392259534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116278483392259534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/anagrams-someone-pointed-out-that.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116252031522964008</id><published>2006-11-02T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T18:18:36.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>VIDEO FRIDAYLooking for a Leader - Neil YoungClap Hands - BeckYour Heart is an Empty Room - Death Cab for CutieWiser Time - Black CrowesIn View - HipTom Waits</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116252031522964008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116252031522964008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116252031522964008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116252031522964008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/video-friday-looking-for-leader-neil.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116197531514523370</id><published>2006-10-27T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T11:55:24.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPINESSWell, the house we've been living in for 42 months sold last night. We'll be out by February 1st. A little daunting, a little liberating. I'll definitely miss it."Happiness is always a by-product. It is probably a matter of temperament, and for anything I know it may be glandular. But it is not something that can be demanded from life, and if you are not happy you had better stop </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116197531514523370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116197531514523370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116197531514523370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116197531514523370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/happiness-well-house-weve-been-living.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116187809036005546</id><published>2006-10-26T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T08:54:50.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOUSINGThe median price of a new home plunged in September by the largest amount in more than 35 years, even as the pace of sales rebounded for a second month.This is only in the US unfortunately.WHY WE HATE THE ST. LOUIS CARDINALSThe St. Louis Cardinals reached the World Series thanks to the worst hitter in the National League. Yadier Molina, whose .216 batting average was dead last among NL </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116187809036005546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116187809036005546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116187809036005546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116187809036005546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/housing-median-price-of-new-home.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116163342481888767</id><published>2006-10-23T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T12:57:14.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SAFE AS HOUSES?In the past few months, it’s been almost all bad news for the housing market. Homebuilders have had to tell Wall Street that between twenty and thirty per cent of their contracts have been cancelled. Janet Yellen, the head of the Federal Reserve Bank of San Francisco, has said that streets full of unsold new homes now make parts of Phoenix and Las Vegas look like “ghost towns.” </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116163342481888767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116163342481888767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116163342481888767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116163342481888767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/safe-as-houses-in-past-few-months-its.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116156779781547650</id><published>2006-10-22T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T18:43:18.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MUSIC VIDEO MADNESSPeter Tosh and MickBeckJason Collett &amp; Feist: Hangover DaysJoseph Arthur liveWhat's the difference from a Saturday night Where the light spreads dark around the drunk hearts In their headless hallways where bodies are put on the market place To happiness endlessly taking pills With the young going down I see nothing or nowhere I know what I've found Must be in paradise Next </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116156779781547650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116156779781547650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116156779781547650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116156779781547650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/music-video-madness-peter-tosh-and.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116137181364779428</id><published>2006-10-20T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T12:16:56.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ENOUGH TO GET AWAYIf we are aggrieved by the rigors of the rat race, the answer is not the clumsy guidance of a paternal state. The answer is simply to stop being a rat. The relationship between the index finger and the fourth finger might tell a tale or two... SPORTS GUY ON LAST NIGHT'S GAME7:03 -- After a one-out walk to Edmonds, Willie leaves Perez in the game to pitch to Rolen ... and thank </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116137181364779428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116137181364779428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116137181364779428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116137181364779428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/enough-to-get-away-if-we-are-aggrieved_20.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116109469579365263</id><published>2006-10-17T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T07:18:16.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TV Really Might Cause AutismFindings from a new Cornell study.Last month, it was speculated in Slate that the mounting incidence of childhood autism may be related to increased television viewing among the very young. The autism rise began around 1980, about the same time cable television and VCRs became common, allowing children to watch television aimed at them any time. Since the brain is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116109469579365263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116109469579365263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116109469579365263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116109469579365263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/tv-really-might-cause-autism-findings.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116105840683521002</id><published>2006-10-16T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:13:27.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> BOB DYLANMy love she speaks like silence,Without ideals or violence,She doesn't have to say she's faithful,Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.People carry roses,Make promises by the hours,My love she laughs like the flowers,Valentines can't buy her.In the dime stores and bus stations,People talk of situations,Read books, repeat quotations,Draw conclusions on the wall.Some speak of the future,My</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116105840683521002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116105840683521002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116105840683521002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116105840683521002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/bob-dylan-my-love-she-speaks-like.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116101522081139085</id><published>2006-10-16T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T09:13:41.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE 40-MILLION-DOLLAR ELBOWYou might have seen “Le Rêve,” Picasso’s 1932 portrait of his mistress, Marie-Thérèse Walter, in your college art-history textbook. The painting is owned by Steve Wynn, the casino magnate and collector of masterpieces. He acquired it in a private sale in 2001 from an anonymous collector, who had bought it at auction in 1997 for $48.4 million. Recently, Wynn decided that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116101522081139085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116101522081139085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116101522081139085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116101522081139085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/40-million-dollar-elbow-you-might-have.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116100423142348381</id><published>2006-10-16T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T06:10:32.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MOVIESI saw an sneak preview of Flags of our Fathers on Sunday. It lingers with you, but wasn't a fantastic movie. The battle sequences were especially good, but the present day scenes read a little like the bad part of The Notebook. MARIE ANTOINETTENew YorkerIn May of this year, word came through of an unruly mob in France. “Did you hear what happened?” a friend asked me. “Marie Antoinette got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116100423142348381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116100423142348381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116100423142348381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116100423142348381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/movies-i-saw-sneak-preview-of-flags-of_16.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116100378913819473</id><published>2006-10-16T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T06:17:02.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MUSICWhat I am listening to:Beck - The InformationJoseph Arthur - Nuclear DaydreamSloan - Never Hear the End of ItJason Collett - Idols of ExileBob Dylan - Modern TimesTom Waits - Bawlers and BrawlersDecemberists - Crane wifeWhat I am not listening to, and won't ever listen to: the new Lemonheads, the Killers</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116100378913819473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116100378913819473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116100378913819473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116100378913819473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/music-what-i-am-listening-to-beck.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116095494819010423</id><published>2006-10-15T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:29:08.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUTUREThe desktop is dead. We will soon live in the Internet cloud, where massive facilities across the globe will store all the data we’ll ever use...Google Pedometer</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116095494819010423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116095494819010423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116095494819010423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116095494819010423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/future-desktop-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116048915164744506</id><published>2006-10-10T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T07:05:52.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BOOKS I HAVE BOUGHT AND HOPE TO READ SOONCurious Incident of the Lesion on the Hip By DAVID KAMPMark Haddon’s book titles seem to belong to “Wallace &amp; Gromit” film shorts. His first novel, published three years ago, was called “The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time.” The new one is called “A Spot of Bother.” Neither book has anything to do with a plasticine man-dog duo propelled by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116048915164744506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116048915164744506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116048915164744506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116048915164744506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/books-i-have-bought-and-hope-to-read.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116007299349378310</id><published>2006-10-05T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T11:29:53.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MUSICBECKThe InformationBeck has trafficked in strangeness and opacity for so long that he's now able to surprise just by saying what he means. Two tracks into The Information, listeners will hit a song called "Think I'm In Love" that's about exactly what its title suggests, as Beck sings from the position of someone who thinks he's in love, but is forced to admit, "it makes me kind of nervous to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116007299349378310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116007299349378310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116007299349378310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116007299349378310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/music-beck-information-beck-has.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116007259095242641</id><published>2006-10-05T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T11:23:11.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BOOKSMy Mentor by Alec WilkinsonAs a young man, Wilkinson decided he wanted to be a writer, and ended up getting writing lessons from his dad's best friend, whose name was William Maxwell. Maxwell knew a thing or two about writing: during his 40 years at The New Yorker, he edited the work of J.D. Salinger, Vladimir Nabokov, John Cheever, and many other great writers, and he was a highly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116007259095242641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116007259095242641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116007259095242641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116007259095242641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/books-my-mentor-by-alec-wilkinson-as.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-116005498306278093</id><published>2006-10-05T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T06:29:43.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MOVIESTHE DEPARTED     Starring Matt Damon, Leonardo DiCaprio. Written by William Monahan. Directed by Martin Scorsese. (18A) 154 min. Opens Oct 6. Martin Scorsese's muscular remake of the Hong Kong cop thriller Infernal Affairs, The Departed hits the ground running just as hard as you hoped. Over archival footage of rioting Bostonians comes a few brief maxims by one Frank Costello. Costello may </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116005498306278093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=116005498306278093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116005498306278093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/116005498306278093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/movies-departed-starring-matt-damon.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-115999632487373022</id><published>2006-10-04T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T14:12:05.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARTThe fog images are from Fujiko Nakaya's fog installation at philosopher's walkEXPLAINED:A gun-toting milk-truck driver attacked a group of Amish girls in their Pennsylvania schoolhouse on Monday, killing five and critically wounding another five. Some of the victims were evacuated by helicopter to nearby hospitals. Meanwhile, police arranged ground transport for the victims' families, who had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115999632487373022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=115999632487373022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/115999632487373022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/115999632487373022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/art-fog-images-are-from-fujiko-nakayas.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017038.post-115982345851396304</id><published>2006-10-02T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T14:10:58.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> THE SCORE: The effort to make childbirth saferby ATUL GAWANDENew YorkerAt 5 A.M. on a cool Boston morning not long ago, Elizabeth Rourke—thick black-brown hair, pale Irish skin, and forty-one weeks pregnant—reached over and woke her husband, Chris.“I’m having contractions,” she said.  “Are you sure?” he asked. “I’m sure.”She was a week past her due date, and the pain was deep and viselike, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115982345851396304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017038&amp;postID=115982345851396304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/115982345851396304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017038/posts/default/115982345851396304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/score-effort-to-make-childbirth-safer.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07584239284412446548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
