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It's locked, but it's right in front of me, and the key is right at my feet. And I am standing in sewage up to my neck! Lately I have been revisiting this ever-so-apt...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ciel7600/635174"><title>WTF--</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ciel7600/635174</link><description>Google you probably know has its little ways of determining which of the billions of ads it runs to send your way. Then based on its gleanings of your apparent interests, sends a selection of ads and ad links. Full Size Women Dresses » Women Girdles Nylon » Elf 'S » Bras Made for Men » This is...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ciel7600/635148"><title>WARNING:Don't Go There!</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ciel7600/635148</link><description>DO NOT VISIT MY UNIVERSE BLOG TODAY No kidding--some sort of malware is triggering a warning and shutting down my internet connection when I go to write or read the latest post on that blog. I have emailed admins here and also copied 10 pages of prior posts, in case the matter calls for shutting...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ciel7600/633438"><title>Middle-earth links</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ciel7600/633438</link><description>I've mentioned before that I play one of those massive multiplayer games... Lord of the Rings Online... 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Nothing sets match to social or political tinder more dramatically than "You lie!" as we have seen in recent days. What if the guy had blustered out, "You utter falsehood!" What kind of reaction would that have provoked? Or, " What you say is...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ciel7600/626690"><title>Teaching kids about truth and lies</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ciel7600/626690</link><description>Between child and parent truth is extra-ordinarily important. Every lie is a wall that comes between them and becomes harder and harder to get around or take down. Every kid discovers that life is full of greys: rules and exceptions. Growing up takes us from the simple world of strict...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ciel7600/625752"><title>Kids Lie</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ciel7600/625752</link><description>I just heard a promo for an upcoming NPR program about what makes kids lie, and how punishment 'makes kids lie better and more often.' It's part of a program called What Parents Get Wrong. In my growing-up family, lying was the only spanking offense. I got spanked a few times, and once when I had...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ciel7600/625393"><title>Legalize pot? Maybe not...</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Ciel7600/625393</link><description>Yesterday was that sort of diffuse but bright sunlight that makes it hard to keep the eyes open. That, and when we took Davy for a jaunt by the lake downtown, we found the Hemp Fest going on. 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