<?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-5624618</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:42:22.507-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mediocre Fred's Mediocre Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Valium for the soul. Don't worry, none of those pesky strong opinions here. All are welcome. No shirt, no shoes, no service.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>287</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109388891533138866</id><published>2004-08-30T13:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T14:01:55.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Movin' on Up"IT'S FINALLY OFFICIAL!I'm a Munuvian now! Henceforth, you can look for my musings and ramblings over at my new home. I hope those of you who have been kind enough to blogroll me in the past will update your links and spread the word. For the next week or so, I'll probably be focused more on spiffing up my new digs than on posting new material, so we'll</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109388891533138866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109388891533138866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109388891533138866' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109329544947294004</id><published>2004-08-23T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T17:10:49.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Vacation" by the Go-GosI NEED A WEEK OFFSo I'm going to take it. I need to recharge my batteries, so I'm going to depart the scene for this week. See you next Monday. The regularly scheduled Uncle Millie and Aunt Beatrice column will run next Tuesday.A brief note to Ensie at Both Hands: I'm glad you appreciated the link. Let's be blog friends! I recommend that my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109329544947294004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109329544947294004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109329544947294004' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109302758353402411</id><published>2004-08-20T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T14:46:23.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Oh Boy" by Buddy HollyYET ANOTHER RAMBLING FRIDAYHey there, everybody! Well, I've finally returned to a normal orbit after the excitement of yesterday. That means it's time for our usual gumbo of witless, uninteresting bits of information strung together in random fashion. Let's get started!First off, to all you Yankee fans out there: I told you so. When the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109302758353402411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109302758353402411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109302758353402411' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109293815223166622</id><published>2004-08-19T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T13:55:52.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Celebration" by Kool and the GangI'M FAMOUS! (WELL, NOT EXACTLY)Well, I thought my year was made yesterday when I got to meet Thomas Boswell of the Washington Post. (It certainly made Frinklin jealous.) Well, imagine my emotion when I open up today's paper and find myself quoted in Boswell's column! (That's me at the end calling Loudoun County a "cow pasture." And </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109293815223166622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109293815223166622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109293815223166622' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109286918200371870</id><published>2004-08-18T16:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T18:46:22.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Take Me Out to the Ballgame"NOTES FROM FARRAGUT SQUAREHowdy, everybody! I had a surprisingly good day today, all thanks to the Baltimore Orioles' DC FanFest. I'm sure that most of you find this hard to believe, which is understandable. I find it hard to believe myself. And some of you are probably wondering why I'd be at the FanFest in the first place. So for you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109286918200371870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109286918200371870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109286918200371870' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109277628707368183</id><published>2004-08-17T14:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T16:58:07.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Chariots of Fire"THE OLYMPICS AND MEHello, everyone! Today I'm going to write about the Olympics, largely because everyone else is. It's one of those big conversation topics, you know? Unfortunately, there's a little problem for me in writing about the Olympics. Specifically, I haven't watched a minute of them. I haven't watched a significant portion of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109277628707368183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109277628707368183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109277628707368183' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109270188731967024</id><published>2004-08-16T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T20:18:07.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Never Can Say Goodbye" by the Jackson 5CALLING ALL ROMANTICSHello, friends and readers! I hope you all had a fine weekend. Mine was fine, though a little rainy thanks to the edges of Hurricane "Chuck" blowing through the Fedroplex. Today, I offer you the latest romantic stylings of Uncle Millie and Aunt Beatrice, coming to us today from Buffalo, New York, where </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109270188731967024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109270188731967024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109270188731967024' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109242864804087056</id><published>2004-08-13T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T16:24:08.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Vacation" by the Go-GosBACK FROM THE GREAT BEYONDHello, all! As promised, I've returned from my out-of-town engagement. And I was going to post the latst Uncle Millie and Aunt Beatrice column as promised, but then Governor McGreevey of New Jersey had his press conference, and I made a decision on the fly to wait on our romantic-advice column until next week.For </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109242864804087056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109242864804087056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109242864804087056' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109208723400212200</id><published>2004-08-09T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T17:33:54.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Sweet Home Alabama" by Lynyrd SkynyrdA MEDIOCRE FRED EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEWHi, everybody! Today I have a special treat for you. As you have probably heard, yesterday Alan Keyes formally accepted the Republican nomination for the Illinois Senate race. I was unable to reach Keyes for an interview, but I did learn something that I'll bet you didn't know: one of the "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109208723400212200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109208723400212200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109208723400212200' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109199579330776323</id><published>2004-08-08T14:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T16:09:53.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "A Little Less Conversation, A Little More Action" by Elvis PresleyMEDIOCRE FRED IS ALL RIGHTHowdy, folks! I hope no one was unduly concerned about my absence on Friday. I tried to post something, but technical difficulties prevented me from accessing Blogger. (Surprise, surprise, right?) And yesterday I was busy getting my tail kicked by Papa Shaft at baseball. So </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109199579330776323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109199579330776323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109199579330776323' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109174168023016527</id><published>2004-08-05T16:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T17:34:40.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ONE THING I DID WANT TO POINT OUT...If this story is true, Ricky Williams is a fraud. According to SI's Mike Silver, Ricky Williams is contemplating a return to the NFL with Oakland in 2005. Reportedly, Williams likes the California lifestyle (insert your own Jerry Garcia jokes here), and he's a big fan of Oakland head coach Uncle Norv Turner, who used to be Miami's offensive coordinator. He </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109174168023016527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109174168023016527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109174168023016527' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-10917312150640962</id><published>2004-08-05T14:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T14:40:15.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Hell's Bells" by AC/DCTAKING THE DAY OFFI'm still recovering from the Blogiversary Bash, so I'm going to have to skip it today. In the highly likely event that the bash confused you, all my guests have appeared in the blog at least once in the past year. It was a wild time that definitely will not be repeated.In the meantime, if you're looking for something to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/10917312150640962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/10917312150640962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#10917312150640962' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109165362432180273</id><published>2004-08-04T12:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T17:07:04.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Birthday" by the BeatlesIT'S BLOGIVERSARY TIME!Howdy, folks! Guess what... it's my blogiversary! Actually, to be totally technically accurate, it was my blogiversary last week, but my social secretary neglected to inform me at the time, possibly because I don't have a social secretary. But no matter. In honor of this grand occasion, I threw a Blogiversary Bash here</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109165362432180273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109165362432180273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109165362432180273' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109156664502773136</id><published>2004-08-03T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T16:57:25.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Walk Like a Man" by the Four SeasonsLET'S GET SMALLHello, everyone! Today I was having trouble finding something to write about, and I wound up finding something interesting over at Wonkette's site. I admit that Wonkette is something of a guilty pleasure of mine. I was discussing her the other day with The Smart Lady, who doesn't care for Wonkette. And I'll grant </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109156664502773136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109156664502773136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109156664502773136' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109148420137946144</id><published>2004-08-02T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T13:31:47.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Sold" by John Michael MontgomeryTRADING DEADLINE BREAKDOWNHowdy, folks! Well, it looks like the baseball owners complied with my request for more trading action, and therefore I do indeed have some trades to break down in my inimitable style. For those of you who weren't reading me last year (which is almost all of you), be advised that I'm not one for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109148420137946144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109148420137946144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109148420137946144' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109122359611117474</id><published>2004-07-30T13:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T17:39:56.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Can't Explain" by the WhoTHERE'S NO NONSENSE LIKE THIS NONSENSE...Hello there, everyone! Well, the Democratic convention is officially over. John Kerry reportedly gave a very effective and well-received speech. I say "effectively" because I personally missed it, having become inexplicably fascinated by the "Celebrity Poker Showdown" over on Bravo. Yes, I am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109122359611117474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109122359611117474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109122359611117474' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109112938015375656</id><published>2004-07-29T12:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T15:29:40.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Yakety Yak" by the CoastersTHE NEW GENERATION AND THE OLDHello again, all! Today, a day after everyone else, I'll say a few words about Barack Obama, the speaker who electrified the convention on Tuesday. Then, with a tremendous crashing of gears and no apparent connection, I'll talk a little bit about Randy Johnson as the trading deadline approaches. Try not to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109112938015375656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109112938015375656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109112938015375656' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109104343642455721</id><published>2004-07-28T12:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T15:55:20.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Hard-Headed Woman" by Elvis Presley WILD ABOUT TERESA Good day, everyone! Today I'm thinking about Teresa Heinz Kerry, in the wake of her speech at the Democratic convention last night. (Most everyone's buzzing about Barack Obama, and deservedly so; I'll cover him tomorrow.) I'm inspired to write about Teresa because of some negative commentary posted about her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109104343642455721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109104343642455721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109104343642455721' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109095824403546858</id><published>2004-07-27T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T15:57:24.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "With Every Beat Of My Heart" by Josie and the PussycatsALL YOU NEED IS LOVEHello there, all! After a suitable fortnightly wait, Uncle Millie and Aunt Beatrice have returned to proffer romantic advice for the quietly desperate masses out there. Our cuddly couple comes to us today from Birmingham, Alabama, where Uncle Millie says he's "looking for some Southern </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109095824403546858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109095824403546858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109095824403546858' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109087623629981175</id><published>2004-07-26T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T17:10:36.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Easy Come, Easy Go" by Bobby ShermanHALL THOUGHTSHello there, everyone! Today the big buzz is about Ricky Williams' retirement, about which I don't have much to say. Football isn't my favorite sport, and besides, it's not clear exactly why he did it. (Hei Lun over at Begging to Differ offers up an interesting theory, that Williams was about to face major suspension</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109087623629981175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109087623629981175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109087623629981175' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109061426940769427</id><published>2004-07-23T14:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T16:24:29.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "The Grooviest Girl in the World" by the Fun &amp; GamesLET'S GET READY TO RAMBLE!Hello there, all! It's Friday at last, which means it's time to prattle on in aimless and disjointed fashion. Woohoo!Today I'd like to begin with last night's Jeopardy! episode, which was fascinating. It was a case study in the ongoing saga of Alex and Ken. Allow me to share some notes, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109061426940769427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109061426940769427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109061426940769427' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109052799210208441</id><published>2004-07-22T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T16:26:32.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Stuck in the Middle with You" by Stealer's WheelTHE POLITICS OF THE WHOLE LOAFHi there, everyone. Today I find myself with a new reason to be irked by the Bush administration: politicking over the tax cuts. This doesn't have to do with the fact of the tax cuts themselves. It has to do with the fact that, once again, the Bush administration refuses to accept </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109052799210208441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109052799210208441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109052799210208441' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109044081057293173</id><published>2004-07-21T14:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T18:56:36.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Drivin' My Life Away" by Eddie Rabbitt AN ODE TO KEN JEOPARDY Hey there, everyone! As promised, today I plan to write about something lighter, Jeopardy! uber-mensch Ken Jennings, or as Tony Kornheiser calls him, "Ken Jeopardy." At first, I was raring to write a good lengthy piece on the subject, and then I saw this piece by Bill Simmons. For those of you out there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109044081057293173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109044081057293173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109044081057293173' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109035399135115359</id><published>2004-07-20T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T16:06:31.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Radar Love" by Golden Earring DOING HARD TIME Hello there, everyone. So, did everyone enjoy yesterday's column on Ohio state politics? It was extremely wonk-oriented, I know. The Smart Lady expressed this opinion to me, that the column was not so much for general consumption. And I told her that I didn't care. If you really want to enjoy my work, you have to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109035399135115359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109035399135115359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109035399135115359' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109027468889388496</id><published>2004-07-19T14:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T16:23:30.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Love Rollercoaster" by the Ohio Players   BACK TO OHIO   Hello, all. I hope everyone had a fine weekend. Today I want to look at Ohio, a state I'm rather fond of, through the lens of the upcoming presidential election. Slate unveiled its latest swing-state profile on the Buckeye State. Both campaigns have tabbed Ohio as crucial to their hopes for victory. The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109027468889388496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109027468889388496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109027468889388496' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-109001443467929712</id><published>2004-07-16T13:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T17:47:14.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "They're Coming to Take Me Away, Ha-Ha" by Napoleon XIV FRIDAY CHANNEL SURFING Hey there, everyone. Today being Friday, rambling will of course be the order of the day. But today, I've decided to try rambling with a theme. If it works, perhaps I'll try rambling with a theme on future Fridays. Today's theme is: Stuff I've Seen on Television. The first thing I've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109001443467929712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/109001443467929712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109001443467929712' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-10899235246810328</id><published>2004-07-15T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T16:32:04.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "I Will" by the BeatlesSTOP THIS STATE, I WANNA GET OFF!Hello there, all. Today I want to emit one of my periodic blasts against my home state, Virginia. Alert readers are probably aware by now that Virginia is a schizophrenic state, containing a bizarre admixture of tech barons and bureaucrats in the north with old-fashioned antebellum country folks down south. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/10899235246810328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/10899235246810328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#10899235246810328' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108982613236359624</id><published>2004-07-14T12:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T13:28:52.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Cheap Seats" by AlabamaMY ALL-STAR THOUGHTSHey there, everybody! I've got some exciting news to share with all of you, and I'll get to that at the end of today's entry. First, though, I want to share with you my thoughts on the All-Star Game, which took place last night at Don't-Call-Us-Enron Field in Houston.MLB's is the only all-star showdown I watch with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108982613236359624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108982613236359624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108982613236359624' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108973942626441488</id><published>2004-07-13T12:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T14:48:25.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Searching For a Heart" by Warren ZevonA STRANGE ROMANTIC BREWGood day, everyone! Before I deposit you in the advice-giving arms of Uncle Millie and Aunt Beatrice once again, I wanted to speak on behalf of baseball fans everywhere regarding last night's home-run derby: Miguel Tejada?! I mean, my God! 15 home runs in one round! That is the most in All-Star history. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108973942626441488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108973942626441488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108973942626441488' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108966818532082757</id><published>2004-07-12T16:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T18:38:15.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "America the Beautiful" by Ray CharlesFAREWELL TO A FRIENDHello, all. I hope it was a pleasant weekend for everybody. For me, the weekend was colored by the death of Jeff Smith. The name is probably not familiar to most of you. It might become more familiar if I tell you that he was the Frugal Gourmet. For many of you, he might still not be familiar, or familiar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108966818532082757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108966818532082757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108966818532082757' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108940593313114679</id><published>2004-07-09T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T18:28:11.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Do You Know the Way to San Jose?" by Dionne WarwickFRIDAY STEWHello there, all! It's a pretty warm Friday in the Fedroplex... summer appears to be here to stay now (as it usually is in July). We have copious quantities of heat and humidity to look forward to. Oh, goody.What shall we talk about today? How about with my favorite Slate columnist, Mickey Kaus? I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108940593313114679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108940593313114679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108940593313114679' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108931997470904467</id><published>2004-07-08T16:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T16:52:54.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SORRY, FOLKSJust not feeling it today. I don't know what it is about Thursdays. I shall return tomorrow. See you then!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108931997470904467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108931997470904467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108931997470904467' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108922196657020530</id><published>2004-07-07T12:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T14:39:53.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Good Day Sunshine" by the BeatlesFEELIN' GROOVYHey there, everyone! I'm feeling more upbeat about the Kerry-Edwards ticket today. I've observed a bit of it in action, and I like what I see. While I still don't think that Edwards will make the best vice president, I do think he's the best running mate Kerry could have chosen. For the campaign, I think Edwards is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108922196657020530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108922196657020530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108922196657020530' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108913572541667459</id><published>2004-07-06T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T15:05:38.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Hell's Bells" by AC/DCWE HAVE A TICKET!Hello, all. As you can surmise, I did not wind up posting yesterday. Too much else going on. Today I was going to regale you all with tales of my Pittsburgh weekend, but John Kerry decided to go ahead and upstage me with a dispatch of his own from Pittsburgh, tapping John Edwards as his running mate. I'm not bitter about Kerry</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108913572541667459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108913572541667459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108913572541667459' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108878852580114512</id><published>2004-07-02T12:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T13:56:04.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Communication Breakdown" by Led ZeppelinIN A LONG-WEEKEND STATE OF MINDHi there, everyone. As per usual, it's time for the Friday ramble-fest. Tomorrow morning, Papa Shaft and I set sail for Pittsburgh. Mentally, I'm already there, standing on line at Primanti Brothers. But let's see what I can dredge up for your entertainment.Ah, here's an item in today's Post, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108878852580114512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108878852580114512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108878852580114512' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108872363898608127</id><published>2004-07-01T18:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T19:14:48.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Strange Brew" by CreamSORRY, FOLKSI had a decision to make today. Either I could torture all of you with a recounting of my physical decrepitude in the wake of last night's volleyball game, or I could take the day off. I tried and tried to think of something better to write about, but all I can think about is whether I'm going to be able to walk when I'm 40. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108872363898608127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108872363898608127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108872363898608127' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108861658942239499</id><published>2004-06-30T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T13:54:21.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "I Truly, Truly Believe" by the TemptationsTURNING THE PAGE ON JACK RYANHello there, everyone. Today I want to take on final look back at the abandoned Senate campaign of Jack Ryan, courtesy of Clarence Page, who wrote a column I rather liked on the subject. This column is one of my favorite types: it makes a compelling, intriguing argument in support of a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108861658942239499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108861658942239499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108861658942239499' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108852974450313644</id><published>2004-06-29T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T15:12:55.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Lady" by StyxHIGH ON LOVEHello again, all! My spirits are revived today, which is too bad for all of you, since I'm not writing anything today. Instead, as per fortnightly custom, Uncle Millie and Aunt Beatrice ride again, spreading romantic advice across the countryside. Today our fun-loving couple is in Bozeman, Montana, for reasons I can't imagine. I'm sure </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108852974450313644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108852974450313644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108852974450313644' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108844325036884583</id><published>2004-06-28T12:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T19:22:56.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Fly Like an Eagle" by the Steve Miller BandWEEKEND REHASHGood day, all. Or at least I'm told it is. It's a grumpy Monday for your pal Mediocre Fred, but I'll do my best not to let that bleed into today's post. I'll do that by focusing on some of the things that happened this weekend, which was overall very enjoyable.Let's start off with one of my famous Food </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108844325036884583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108844325036884583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108844325036884583' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108819676522078762</id><published>2004-06-25T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T16:52:45.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A COUPLE THINGS I FORGOTJack Ryan is officially out of the Illinois Senate race. It's almost a shame. I guess this means I'll have to find some new material next week.Also, seems that Dick Cheney invited Pat Leahy to "Go f*** yourself" during a discussion in the Senate the other day. I think it's pretty evident now that Cheney isn't going to be renominated. Just like we knew Joe Trippi's days</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108819676522078762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108819676522078762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108819676522078762' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108818455742856531</id><published>2004-06-25T12:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T16:26:50.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Loverboy" by Billy OceanTOO TIRED EVEN TO THINK OF A GOOD TITLEHello, all. Well, an exhausting week draws to a close. Jack Ryan is reportedly teetering on the edge of withdrawing from the race. (I had to mention that, in keeping with our Jump On Jack week theme.) Republicans are reportedly scoping out a replacement. (Is anyone else sick of the whole last-minute </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108818455742856531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108818455742856531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108818455742856531' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108809973696679047</id><published>2004-06-24T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T14:40:57.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Just Plain Folks" by Lonesome RhodesWE'VE GOT EXPOS RELOCATION FEVER!Hello there, everyone! Picking up on a thread I mentioned briefly yesterday, I'd like to discuss the fate of the Montreal Expos. Having grown up in Fedroplex, and being fully aware of our history of near-miss attempts to land a team here over the years, I've developed a certain callused cynicism </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108809973696679047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108809973696679047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108809973696679047' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108801187276646419</id><published>2004-06-23T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T14:02:55.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Blues Beach" by Steely DanTALKING POLITICS... AND SPORTSHey there, everyone! Today we display a stunning lack of originality in hitting two of my favorite subjects, politics and sports. Very male sorts of things to talk about, no? You can almost feel the dark wood paneling of the Elks Lodge closing in on you. So fire up a stogie and away we go!Let's begin by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108801187276646419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108801187276646419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108801187276646419' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108792586731895349</id><published>2004-06-22T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T13:37:47.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Tell Me Something Good" by Chaka KhanSEX SCANDAL HULLABALOOHello again, all! Today I want to talk about sex. (Oh, boy!) What with Bill Clinton's autobiography "My Life As A Cheatin' Horndog (And Also President)" out on the streets, everyone's fondly reminiscing about the days when sex was a big-time scandal. Not WMDs, not Halliburton, not who knew what about who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108792586731895349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108792586731895349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108792586731895349' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108784612887021238</id><published>2004-06-21T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T15:28:48.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Sleep Walk" by Santo and JohnnyLOOKING FOR THE "ON" SWITCHHello there, all. Exhausting weekend here, for a variety of reasons, so this figures to be somewhat short. My apologies.The big news on the national desk is that Connecticut Governor John Rowland is planning to resign. Rowland is the same fellow who turned his office into a real money-making opportunity:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108784612887021238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108784612887021238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108784612887021238' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108758883213386659</id><published>2004-06-18T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T16:00:32.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UPDATE: C2 REVIEWThis just in... I was taking my afternoon constitutional (a reasonably insane proposition given the weather) and as I was wandering toward Farragut Square I heard music. Putting my old journalistic training to work, I went to investigate.About my journalistic training: I was on the staff of my high-school paper all four years. And if I learned anything during my stint there, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108758883213386659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108758883213386659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108758883213386659' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108758024769218119</id><published>2004-06-18T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T13:37:27.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Heart and Soul" by T'PauNONSENSE ON PARADE!Hello, everyone! It's a beastly hot day in the Fedroplex (heat index in the vicinity of 100, I'm told) and I'm currently erecting a shrine to Willis Carrier (father of air conditioning, don'tchaknow?) and sipping a cool Pepsi. A lot of this and that to get to today, so let's get to it.Kudos to my man Frinklin for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108758024769218119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108758024769218119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108758024769218119' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108749339949319623</id><published>2004-06-17T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T13:29:59.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "We Are The Champions" by QueenTHE THRILL OF VICTORYHey there, everybody! Last night I had one of those glorious evenings that weekend warriors everywhere dream of. I returned to the office volleyball game for the first time since my ankle injury. And my team emerged victorious, which was quite an upset. The other side featured my boss and the company president, the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108749339949319623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108749339949319623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108749339949319623' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108740619200483203</id><published>2004-06-16T12:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T14:14:57.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Busted" by Ray CharlesA GLORIOUS CHAMPIONSHIPHello there, all! A special word of welcome to Michiganders and Pistons fans. How about that game last night? I desperately needed sleep yesterday, but I blew off my better instincts and stayed up for the end of it. Rarely in my life have I seen such a complete dismantling on the court, and never in a championship. The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108740619200483203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108740619200483203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108740619200483203' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108732032932506903</id><published>2004-06-15T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T17:15:02.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Raunchy" by Bill JustisLOVE, AMERICAN-STYLEHello, everybody! As promised, Uncle Millie and Aunt Beatrice are back for another round of romantic advice. They are coming to us today from Findlay, Ohio, for reasons which will undoubtedly become clear during the column. But don't let me keep you in suspense; take it away, Uncle Millie and Aunt Beatrice!- - - - -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108732032932506903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108732032932506903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108732032932506903' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108724355766661125</id><published>2004-06-14T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T16:05:57.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UPDATE: RIP RALPH WILEYStunning, shocking news: ESPN's Ralph Wiley is dead of heart failure. He was only 52. What can I say? I've praised Wiley's writing several times before, and it was all deserved. Yes, the jive-talk Road Dog routine was occasionally too much, and he did hop up on the racial soapbox an awful lot, but when he was on, he was on. Very few sportswriters -- hell, very few writers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108724355766661125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108724355766661125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108724355766661125' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108724218991303841</id><published>2004-06-14T14:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T15:43:09.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Mr. Lonely" by Bobby VintonSHADES OF BROWNHi, everyone. Well, today's buzz seems to be all about last night's NBA Finals Game 4, won by the Pistons to take a 3-1 series lead. I, of course, missed it. Basketball isn't my favorite sport, and I was tuned in to AMC's showing of "The Blues Brothers," my favorite film (and an appropriate memorial to Ray Charles, who was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108724218991303841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108724218991303841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108724218991303841' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108717416930979972</id><published>2004-06-13T19:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T20:50:30.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Amazing Grace"A FEW QUICK PEACEFUL THOUGHTSHi, everybody. I just had a couple thoughts to share from my experience of the end of Reagan Memorial Week. Since I had to work on Friday, I did not see the ceremonies in Washington, but I was home in time to see the interment ceremonies in Simi Valley, delivered via ABC. This may have not been the best choice, since Peter</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108717416930979972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108717416930979972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108717416930979972' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108697938686098366</id><published>2004-06-11T14:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T15:56:18.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Bits and Pieces" by the Dave Clark FiveWELCOME TO THE SHORT ATTENTION SPAN THEATER!Hello, everyone. This being Friday, it's time for random ramblings on whatever happens to cross my mind as I'm writing this. How many of you caught the reference in the title? For the unaware, Short Attention Span Theater was a show of Comedy Central back in the early-to-mid-'90s, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108697938686098366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108697938686098366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108697938686098366' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108688697952240934</id><published>2004-06-10T12:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T13:02:59.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Dazed and Confused" by Led ZeppelinIN THE WRITING DOLDRUMSHey there, everyone. Ever have one of those days when you're not thinking about anything in particular? That's where I am today. I'm burned out on politics for the moment. I've said all I have to say about Reagan. I can't think of anything besides the obvious to say about the torture memo (it's appalling and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108688697952240934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108688697952240934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108688697952240934' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108680018916935233</id><published>2004-06-09T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T14:28:09.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Magic" by PilotTHE POWER OF POSITIVE THINKINGHello, everyone. I've been musing a little more about Ronald Reagan, thanks to some late-night TV trolling yesterday. Bored with the Pistons-Lakers game, I started surfing and landed on C-SPAN, where a number of Republican Congressmen were holding forth on their love and appreciation for Reagan. I didn't stay long, but I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108680018916935233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108680018916935233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108680018916935233' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108671998853891916</id><published>2004-06-08T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T14:39:48.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Join Together" by The WhoTRYING TO REASON TOGETHERHello there, everyone. I'm still decompressing after that Game 7 last night (thoughts below). Today I want to revisit the subject of political discourse, thanks to some more thoughtful comments from my loyal readers.Let's start with Tripp, who gave us the story of his own political background:I started out a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108671998853891916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108671998853891916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108671998853891916' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108662964730943659</id><published>2004-06-07T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T17:16:26.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Convoy" by C.W. McCallMORE COMMENTS, AND REAGAN THOUGHTSHello there, everyone. As promised, I've tracked down Uncle Millie and Aunt Beatrice,  who have graciously agreed to reply to loyal reader Tripp's comments during their off-week. I'll be back after their comments which some thoughts on the weekend in sports, and a few words on the passing of Ronald Reagan (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108662964730943659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108662964730943659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108662964730943659' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108655489747212913</id><published>2004-06-06T15:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T16:48:17.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Bright Future in Sales" by Fountains of WayneWEEKEND DISPATCHESHello, everyone! As promised, I'm making up for the weekday gremlins with a bonus weekend post. I'm still recovering from last night's Stanley Cup Game 6 (more on that below), but fortunately some of my loyal readers have left thoughtful comments, which gives me something to write about without having </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108655489747212913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108655489747212913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108655489747212913' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108637000958210930</id><published>2004-06-04T12:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T14:07:19.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: Anything by Rage Against the MachineFRIDAY POTPOURRI... HOPE, HOPE, HOPEHello there, everyone. The gremlins are after me with a vengeance... swallowed yesterday's post, knocked out the comments a couple more times. Enough to make a fellow want to hang up his keyboard.Nonetheless, I'm back again for another valiant attempt at posting. Here's hoping this one will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108637000958210930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108637000958210930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108637000958210930' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108619624790513624</id><published>2004-06-02T12:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T16:44:32.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Centerfold" by J. Geils BandLOVE DELAYED IS NOT LOVE DENIEDHello, everybody. Sorry about yesterday; technical difficulties prevented me from posting yesterday. (The gremlins appear to be plaguing me; I notice that the comments have also vanished mysteriously.) I'll try to make up for the lost post on the weekend; in the meantime, here is the Uncle Millie and Aunt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108619624790513624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108619624790513624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108619624790513624' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108603194468389407</id><published>2004-05-31T14:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T15:32:24.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Ready to Go" by RepublicaYOU CALL THIS A KICKOFF TO SUMMER?Hello again, everyone! So here we are on Memorial Day, the unofficial "start of summer," and here in the Fedroplex it's... raining. Ahh, fabulous. Where's my barbecue grill?I have a couple of topics I want to tackle today: politics and footwear. Let's start with the politics. Loyal reader Frinklin of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108603194468389407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108603194468389407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108603194468389407' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108577463573240221</id><published>2004-05-28T15:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T16:03:55.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BONUS UPDATE: RAUL MONDESI IS A FRAUDThis just in: Former Pirates outfielder Raul Mondesi, who quit and went home to the Dominican Republic because he had "family issues," has just signed a contract with the Anaheim Angels for $1.75 million. Mondesi had said he "feared for his family's safety". I guess they'll feel safer with him playing even farther from home, as long as it's for a pennant </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108577463573240221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108577463573240221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108577463573240221' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108576567936427204</id><published>2004-05-28T12:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T14:25:16.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Mr. President, Have Pity On the Working Man" by Randy NewmanPROUD TO BE A VIRGINIAN (FOR ONCE)Hello there, all! Sorry again about yesterday... recovering from erratic sleep habits and battling a low-grade cold. It was a choicec between taking the day off or producing another embarrassing, lame effort like Wednesday. I opted to maintain what minial standards we have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108576567936427204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108576567936427204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108576567936427204' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108569764401252775</id><published>2004-05-27T18:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T18:40:44.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SORRY, FOLKSHello, everyone. I'm dead. Not literally, but it sure feels that way. I could use a good solid month of sleep, but seeing as how that's not in the offing, I'll settle for laying down and staying still for a while. However, my relaxation plans preclude blogging, so I'm taking the day off. See you tomorrow!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108569764401252775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108569764401252775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108569764401252775' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108559944568970977</id><published>2004-05-26T14:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T15:24:05.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Twisting" by They Might Be GiantsWHO NEEDS A CONVENTION, ANYWAY?Good day, all. I can't say I'm feeling particularly inspired today, so I'll take a shot at a much-talked-about idea that John Kerry is considering: delaying acceptance of the nomination until September. Why would he do this? Simple: Once he accepts the nomination, he'll be bound by the $75 million </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108559944568970977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108559944568970977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108559944568970977' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108550761404806279</id><published>2004-05-25T12:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T13:53:34.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Hit That" by OffspringTALKIN' HOCKEY, PART IIHello, everyone! Today we continue our overview of the struggling NHL through the prism of the Western Conference champion, the Calgary Flames. Currently, the Flames are the hobby-horse of old-time hockey fans (like me) who simply could not abide the thought of the Stanley Cup being hoisted in Florida. We old-time fans </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108550761404806279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108550761404806279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108550761404806279' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108542094607922082</id><published>2004-05-24T12:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T14:08:05.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Dirty Little Religion" by Warren ZevonTALKIN' HOCKEYHello, everyone! Hope you had a fine weekend. Mine went well enough. Today I'd like to pay a visit to the NHL, on the eve of the Stanley Cup opener between Calgary and Tampa Bay. Personally, I'm pulling like hell for the Flames, but that's not my primary point. I wanted to point out that the Calgary vs. Tampa Bay </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108542094607922082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108542094607922082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108542094607922082' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108515605283169532</id><published>2004-05-21T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T14:16:58.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Dancing in the Moonlight" by King HarvestANOTHER WEEK DRAWS TO A CLOSEHi, everybody! We have some random nonsense to get to today, as per usual. Let's start with something thoughtful, a comment from loyal reader Tripp concerning Monday's post on cicadas and fear:I'm with you on the fear thing. In the early 90s I spent about a year in the south of England, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108515605283169532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108515605283169532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108515605283169532' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108507002654862190</id><published>2004-05-20T12:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T14:00:00.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Down in the Bottom" by Howlin' WolfSOMETIMES I THINK HE'S TOO GOOD FOR THIS GAMEHello, everyone. It was a day of highs and lows in the sporting world yesterday. The highs (Calgary advancing to the Stanley Cup finals, and Kevin Garnett carrying the Timberwolves to a Game 7 victory) were great, but there's not much to say about them. It's the low that I want to talk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108507002654862190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108507002654862190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108507002654862190' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108500314967131815</id><published>2004-05-19T17:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T17:46:21.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Build Me Up Buttercup" by the FoundationsA LITTLE SOMETHING QUICKHi, folks. My regular blogging time was subsumed by work today (work! the indignity!) and so I'll just hit you with a couple quick thoughts here at day's end.Hei Lun at Begging to Differ has a nice post ripping that "don't buy gas today so we can bankrupt the oil companies" e-mail tha's been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108500314967131815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108500314967131815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108500314967131815' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108489976097987527</id><published>2004-05-18T12:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T16:15:22.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Enter Sandman" by MetallicaTHEY'RE BACK!Hey, everybody! Uncle Millie and Aunt Beatrice are back. It's their third appearance in the span of a week, which is fairly impressive. Particularly for Uncle Millie. You may not realize this, but advice-giving is difficult and trying work. A good advice columnist needs a few basic essentials, most notably a basic level of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108489976097987527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108489976097987527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108489976097987527' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108481419912604046</id><published>2004-05-17T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T13:36:17.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Spiders and Snakes" by Jim StaffordCICADA MADNESS TAKES WASHINGTON!Hey there, everybody. I hope a pleasant weekend was had by all. Me, I spent most of the weekend mastering the crutches. I've become pretty proficient, by most accounts. Send your best healing energies this way, if you would.Being hobbled as I am, I'm particularly vulnerable to the Fedroplex's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108481419912604046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108481419912604046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108481419912604046' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108457166926385806</id><published>2004-05-14T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T17:54:29.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Running on Ice" by Billy JoelSENDING IN A PINCH-HITTERHello again, everyone. Well, I'm still drugged up, so I'm pretty well shot as far as useful ideas go. But I asked Uncle Millie and Aunt Beatrice if they'd step in for a day, and reply to a comment posted by loyal reader Tripp. They said they would, and I thank them for it. I'll be back afterward with a couple </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108457166926385806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108457166926385806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108457166926385806' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108448938431880731</id><published>2004-05-13T18:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T19:03:04.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Help!" by the BeatlesMEDIOCRE FRED TAKES ONE FOR THE TEAMHello, all. I have one fewer good ankle than when we spoke last. I ripped up my ankle playing volleyball with my co-workers last night. I went up to the net to block a spike by my boss. I blocked it successfully, but I came down on my ankle and ripped up a bunch of ligaments. We went on to win the game, and I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108448938431880731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108448938431880731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108448938431880731' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108438790652473227</id><published>2004-05-12T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T14:51:46.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Dare to be Stupid" by Weird Al YankovicO MARYLAND, MY MARYLANDHello, all. Today I want to spotlight our neighbor to the north. No, not Canada. I mean the neighbor to my personal north, Maryland. What's going on in Maryland? Well, it's in a bit of a political meltdown.When I was growing up, I always thought Maryland was a good political state. My state (Virginia) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108438790652473227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108438790652473227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108438790652473227' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108429679369604646</id><published>2004-05-11T12:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T14:09:46.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "I Feel Free" by CreamLOVE IS IN THE AIRHello, everyone! As promised, today we have the Uncle Millie and Aunt Beatrice column that was supposed to run last week. America's sweethearts phoned in this week's column from Kansas City. As for why they're there... well, read the column and find out. And without further ado, I turn the keys over to Uncle Millie and Aunt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108429679369604646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108429679369604646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108429679369604646' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108421179916215479</id><published>2004-05-10T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T13:56:39.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "You Sexy Thing" by Hot ChocolateA CUP OF JOEHello, everyone! I hope you had a fine weekend. I surely did, thanks in large part to The Smart Lady. The highlight of our weekend was Saturday evening, when we read "Pygmalion" out loud together. This is the kind of uber-dork activity that makes our friends start wondering about us, but don't knock it until you've tried </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108421179916215479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108421179916215479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108421179916215479' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108394990928392724</id><published>2004-05-07T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T14:08:40.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Unchained Melody" by the Righteous BrothersFREE TERESA HEINZ KERRY!Hello, everyone! It's Friday at last, and there are a couple things on my mind. I'll explain the headline below, but first I want to touch on those two articles I linked at the end of yesterday's piece.Let's start with Michael Wilbon's column on the NBA. Most of you outside the Fedroplex probably </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108394990928392724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108394990928392724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108394990928392724' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108386577484875625</id><published>2004-05-06T13:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T13:52:47.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Idiots" by Organized RhymeTHREADS COMING TOGETHERGreetings, all. Today, I'm going to write something that will look suspiciously like a Friday jumble of slop. In fact, it is a Friday-ish jumble of slop. I can hear you grumbling, "Oh, so that's how it is, huh? He flakes out on Monday and Tuesday and bails out on Thursday? What a lazy ass." I understand your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108386577484875625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108386577484875625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108386577484875625' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108377949319166743</id><published>2004-05-05T13:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T13:54:44.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "I Love Rock and Roll" by Joan JettAT LAST, THE WEEK BEGINSHello, everyone! I'm back on track after a rocky last couple days. Don't worry, though: I'm all right, nothing's wrong with my family, The Smart Lady is fine, and all is calm at the Mediocre Ranch. Programming note: The Uncle Millie/Aunt Beatrice column which was scheduled to appear yesterday will instead </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108377949319166743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108377949319166743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108377949319166743' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108371989264676907</id><published>2004-05-04T21:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T21:21:24.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'M SORRY, SO SORRYNothing today, again. I know, I know, I suck. It happens. I promise to be back on my horse tomorrow. See you then!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108371989264676907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108371989264676907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108371989264676907' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108360529765438825</id><published>2004-05-03T13:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T13:31:15.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SORRY, FOLKSGoing to have to bail on posting today. Personal circumstances have left me unable to write anything much today. I wish I could elaborate, but I really shouldn't. See you tomorrow, hopefully.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108360529765438825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108360529765438825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108360529765438825' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108334252180974072</id><published>2004-04-30T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T14:17:46.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "String of Pearls" by Glenn MillerLET'S SEE HOW MUCH RANDOM NONSENSE WE CAN STRING TOGETHER AND CALL IT A COLUMNHi, everybody. As you might have gathered from the headline, I have nothing particularly intelligent to say today (when do I ever?), so I'll just be throwing whatever I've got out there. My apologies.Let's start with Rene Gonzalez, that kid from UMass </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108334252180974072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108334252180974072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108334252180974072' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108326017888311684</id><published>2004-04-29T13:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T14:32:42.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Celebrate" by Three Dog NightFISCAL RATIONALITY SWEEPS VIRGINIA... FILM AT 11!Hello, everyone! As I mentioned briefly yesterday, Virginia's General Assembly approved a $1.36 billion tax hike, paving the way for an end to the budget impasse. Everything broke just right, for once. The breakway Republican delegates held firm. The Northern Virginia Democrats backed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108326017888311684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108326017888311684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108326017888311684' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108317494678990089</id><published>2004-04-28T13:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T15:50:21.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Freedom 90" by George MichaelRULE OF THREE?Hello, everybody! I want to revisit the subject of Iraq today, via Timothy Noah's article in Slate yesterday. Noah explores the possibility that Iraq be divided into three sovereign states, either entirely independent of one another or in a loose federation. He quotes a couple of serious thinkers on the subject. I found </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108317494678990089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108317494678990089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108317494678990089' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108308691137068927</id><published>2004-04-27T13:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T16:27:38.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Ordinary Average Guy" by Joe WalshWHAT'S PERSONALITY GOT TO DO WITH IT?Greetings, everyone. I haven't written much on John Kerry since he wrapped up the nomination, largely because there hasn't been much to say. There have been mini-flaps here and there, charges and countercharges, but nothing of real substance. This morning, though, I read Howie Kurtz's column, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108308691137068927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108308691137068927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108308691137068927' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108302239886865796</id><published>2004-04-26T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T21:06:38.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Please Come to Boston" by Willie NelsonRANDOM MONDAY THOUGHTSGood day, all. It's a drippy Monday here in the Fedroplex, but even a sodden start to the workweek can't diminish the fine weekend I had. I enjoyed The Smart Lady's company, and I got to have a fine Sunday in Baltimore, helping the Orioles with their Little League parade.Twice a year, the O's invite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108302239886865796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108302239886865796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108302239886865796' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108273939567143394</id><published>2004-04-23T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T12:59:35.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Taps"R.I.P. PAT TILLMANHello there, everyone. I usually don't start my posts with a moment of silence, but I think it's called for this time around. I just learned that Pat Tillman was killed in action in Afghanistan. In case you're not familiar, Tillman was a safety for the Arizona Cardinals who chose to enlist in the Army after September 11. He was only 27.Now,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108273939567143394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108273939567143394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108273939567143394' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108265507987432180</id><published>2004-04-22T13:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T14:09:11.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Billy, Don't Be A Hero" by Bo Donaldson and the HeywoodsARE WE FEELING A DRAFT?Hello, everybody. As the above headline suggests, we're talking draft today. And no, this column isn't going to have anything to do with Maurice Clarett, Eli Manning, the San Diego Chargers or Ruth Bader Ginsburg. We're not talking about that draft. (Although some quick hits for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108265507987432180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108265507987432180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108265507987432180' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108257429113059799</id><published>2004-04-21T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T17:01:11.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Lulu's Back in Town" by Fats WallerANOTHER COMMENT TOURHey there, everybody! Not feeling inspired to write about much of anything at the moment, so I thought I'd do what I usually do at times like this, and post up some comments for public inspection and discussion. Fortunately, I've received a few witty and perceptive comments, making this task all the easier. So </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108257429113059799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108257429113059799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108257429113059799' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108248147181149284</id><published>2004-04-20T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T14:57:00.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Dance to the Music" by Sly and the Family StoneSGT. MILLIE'S LONELY HEARTS CLUB BANDHello, everybody! Uncle Millie and Aunt Beatrice are back to share their outlook on life and romance with the rest of us suffering souls. Today's column was filed from San Diego, where our favorite couple has gone to check out the Padres' new Petco Park. I couldn't help thinking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108248147181149284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108248147181149284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108248147181149284' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108239566263641498</id><published>2004-04-19T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T13:30:38.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Get It While You Can" by Janis JoplinON LOVE AND OPENNESSGood day, all. Today I'm wrapped up in a rather bizarre story that broke over the weekend, the Mike Danton case. For those who haven't heard, Danton is a defenseman for the St. Louis Blues. He was arrested for attempting to hire a hitman to kill someone with whom he was having a rocky relationship. It's a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108239566263641498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108239566263641498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108239566263641498' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108213620563994069</id><published>2004-04-16T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T13:26:18.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Paradise By the Dashboard Light" by Meat LoafIT'S FRIDAY, AND I'M TRIPP-IN'Good day, all! Today I want to spotlight a theory of politics and parenting, offered up by loyal reader Tripp. Tripp's always good at adding to a discussion, and his theory is a useful supplement to my discussion on Iraq from Tuesday. In that piece, I made the following comment about Bush's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108213620563994069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108213620563994069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108213620563994069' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108204940184705478</id><published>2004-04-15T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T14:19:47.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Born to Run" by Bruce SpringsteenIS MLB READY TO BREAK OUT A NEW JERSEY?Hey there, everyone. Today we have a little baseball news. Specifically, the state of New Jersey is looking to attract a major-league club to the Meadowlands area. Reportedly, Jersey is in serious talk with the Commissioner's Office to bring a team (not the Expos) to town. No word yet on who'd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108204940184705478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108204940184705478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108204940184705478' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108196441781915701</id><published>2004-04-14T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T15:19:35.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Here's Johnny" by Weird Al YankovicLOOKING OUT FOR NUMBER TWOHello again, all. Last night I stumbled upon the Washington Post Veep-O-Matic, a fairly silly name for a tool which allows you to compare John Kerry's potential running mates. This was sort of interesting in and of itself, but more interesting was the list of candidates they chose. It's a rather extensive</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108196441781915701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108196441781915701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108196441781915701' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108188142996805011</id><published>2004-04-13T14:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T14:40:00.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Bend Me, Shape Me" by American BreedPONDERING AN EXIT STRATEGYHello there, all. I'm feeling marginally better today, better enough to tackle a subject with some heft. So today I'm going to take a look at Iraq. This line of thinking was based on a conversation I had with Papa Shaft and the Mad Prophet over dinner last weekend. My memory is a little hazy as to who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108188142996805011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108188142996805011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108188142996805011' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108179249431730635</id><published>2004-04-12T13:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T13:57:44.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Living With a Hernia" by "Weird Al" YankovicNO, I'M NOT HOWLING AT THE MOON, MY BACK'S JUST ACTING UP AGAINHello there, all. I was all set to write a nice lengthy political piece today, subject to be determined. And I may do that tomorrow. Today, though, I can't. I hurt. And I'm not talking about some spiritual or emotional hurt. I am in a not insignificant amount </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108179249431730635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108179249431730635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108179249431730635' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108153227293730901</id><published>2004-04-09T13:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T13:40:38.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: Reader's choice. I'm too relaxed to think about it.THANK GOD IT'S (GOOD) FRIDAY!Hello, everyone! It is indeed Good Friday, so a blessed day to all who observe it. When I was a little fellow, I asked my mother what Good Friday was all about, and she explained that it was the day Jesus was crucified. So I said, "Well, what's so good about that? Sounds like a pretty </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108153227293730901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108153227293730901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108153227293730901' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624618.post-108144595442189744</id><published>2004-04-08T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T15:44:10.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's Musical Selection: "Secondhand News" by Fleetwood MacSTILL TALKIN' BASEBALLHello there,  everybody. Today we continuue the series on minor-league team names. In this installment of the series, we focus on names that are... well, embarrassing. These names hail from the so-called "good ol' days," back when people felt free to say what they wanted, call a spade a spade, and generally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108144595442189744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624618/posts/default/108144595442189744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrefred.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108144595442189744' title=''/><author><name>Colin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17263383886385812324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
