<?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-9132508698698672424</id><updated>2011-08-03T22:14:45.795-07:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='geese'/><category term='Mayor Davlin'/><category term='gossip'/><category term='American Flag'/><category term='vehicle registration mailings'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='history'/><category term='social class differences'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='Wallpaper'/><category term='dogs running loose'/><category term='coyotes'/><category term='Stereotypes'/><category term='confidential info on web'/><category term='white girl'/><category term='neighborly relations'/><category term='mental illness'/><category term='Newspaper delivery'/><category term='Chief Illiniwek'/><title type='text'>Brainspark</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-7922387360170558876</id><published>2010-08-01T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T15:03:11.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promethea Moth-Dude!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/TFXMvZ10BbI/AAAAAAAAABs/ExJx1-t_xxc/s1600/749px-Male_Promethea_Moth,_Megan_McCarty79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/TFXMvZ10BbI/AAAAAAAAABs/ExJx1-t_xxc/s400/749px-Male_Promethea_Moth,_Megan_McCarty79.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500527634665440690" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" size="4"&gt;One advantage to not using lawn chemicals is the random appearance of strange and beautiful creatures.  Last evening, we saw a large moth in the driveway.  It was a jet black stud of a Promethea Moth-Callosamia promethea.  This insect had just hatched and was in the last stages of wing inflation.  So beautiful.&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" size="4"&gt;This picture is from the web and depicts a deceased individual.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-7922387360170558876?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7922387360170558876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=7922387360170558876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7922387360170558876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7922387360170558876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2010/08/promethea-moth-dude.html' title='Promethea Moth-Dude!'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/TFXMvZ10BbI/AAAAAAAAABs/ExJx1-t_xxc/s72-c/749px-Male_Promethea_Moth,_Megan_McCarty79.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-7068141978555906554</id><published>2010-03-06T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T14:25:36.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snuff Snapper? Nein! Schnupftabak-Schlender-Kanone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;A few years ago, my husband and I visited a German Restaurant in Minneapolis, MN.  I was doubtful of it as german food is not my flavor fave.  However, the whole experience was priceless!  During our meal, we noticed the waitresses using a device on the patrons that were in a large group seated at a long table across the room.  The waitresses would hold a wooden board up to a patrons face, then let a spring loaded delivery device snap up to the patrons nostrils (making a loud snapping sound).  Then the group would yell, toast, and drink.  Later, our waitress came over and asked if we would like to try it.  This was a snuff delivery device.  She insisted that we try it so we said we would if she would do it.  She said, no problem, snapped the snuff up her nose, started crying and ran out of the room.  We did not see her again.  Needless to say, we did not try it.&lt;br /&gt;Since then, I have tried to find out the name of that thing.  I talked to people from Minneapolis, Germans, people who hang out in German restaurants, Google, etc.  No one knew what I was talking about.  It was not until we were visited by an Austrian relative that we found out the name of this snuff snapper, Schnupftabak-Schlender-Kanone. &lt;br /&gt;This restaurant was fabulous for other reasons I may blog about later.  The restaraunt's website is (http://www.marioskellerbar.com)  Under gifts they call the thing a snuff board.  This name is a bland euphemism ignoring the delivery part of it.  If you find yourself in Minneapolis for any reason, make sure you visit this place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-7068141978555906554?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7068141978555906554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=7068141978555906554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7068141978555906554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7068141978555906554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2010/03/snuff-snapper-nein-schnupftabak.html' title='Snuff Snapper? Nein! Schnupftabak-Schlender-Kanone!'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-6983705965783571866</id><published>2010-03-04T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:27:38.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3 R's, We are pretty darn good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Looking through an old book to see if I want to get rid of it.  From Good Housekeeping magazine September 1989.  In 1989 a typical suburban American household of 3 generated about 40 lbs of garbage weekly.  Broken down as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polystyrene foam meat trays, cups, egg cartons, and packaging, 3%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aluminum, 1%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disposable diapers, 3%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wood, textiles such as household repair debris, and old clothing, 5%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metals such as food cans and nails, 5%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plastic such as soda bottles and bags, 5%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glass, 8%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misc. mixed items and conglomerates, 10% (I assume this means packaging)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food, 11%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper such as newspaper, boxes, mail, and magazines, 21%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yard wastes and grass clippings, 23%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Wow,  how wastefull these 800 households in Phoenix AZ were 20 years ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In comparison, we are pretty good-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not eat meat in the house, so no foam trays, egg cartons get recycled or given to small egg producer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rarely use aluminum foil at all, except when camping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diapers, not an issue here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrap wood and textiles, all freecycled, reused, or donated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metals-all recycled except for a very little amount that cannot be recycled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plastic bottles and bags, all reused or recycled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glass-all recycled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packaging, is our biggest challenge and the bulk of our garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food, all wastes composted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper, all recycled or in the case of magazines, some freecycled or given away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yard wastes and grass clippings, all composted or left in place to be reabsorbed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-6983705965783571866?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6983705965783571866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=6983705965783571866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/6983705965783571866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/6983705965783571866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-rs-we-are-pretty-darn-good.html' title='The 3 R&apos;s, We are pretty darn good'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-7128524982991167685</id><published>2010-02-01T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:00:33.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms. 95 senate plate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;To Ms. 95 senate plate, I saw you this am, leaving Springfield on I-72.  Swerving all over both lanes, driving down the middle of the road, not signaling lane changes, and then speeding away.  Later, beyond Decatur I saw you again, speeding by with your phone glued to your ear.  How is it that you can drive that way, recklessly, while passing laws that us commoners have to follow?   I have no idea who you are and do not give a damn, but I do know you are a living, breathing, driving,  hypocrite.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-7128524982991167685?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7128524982991167685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=7128524982991167685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7128524982991167685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7128524982991167685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2010/02/ms-95-senate-plate.html' title='Ms. 95 senate plate'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-1686290864989590757</id><published>2010-01-25T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T16:47:04.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is snowing, lets go in the ditch or flip over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Just drove from Champaign to Springfield.  I made it, many did not.  Interestingly, 2 dozen pickup trucks, 1 dozen suvs,  3 vans, 2 small sedans, and 1 jack knifed semi truck were all in the ditch.  Also, 2 cars rammed into one another and another van flipped over.  Useless damage and possible injuries.  Most drivers were using common sense and driving carefully.  We made it home with our bodies and vehicles intact.  I will never understand why people are willing to wreck their rides and possibley injure themselves or others just so they can drive fast and recklessly through the white and slippery snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-1686290864989590757?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/1686290864989590757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=1686290864989590757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/1686290864989590757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/1686290864989590757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-is-snowing-lets-go-in-ditch-or-flip.html' title='It is snowing, lets go in the ditch or flip over!'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-8364307158581793550</id><published>2009-11-22T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:33:39.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retiree   Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;I have not been able to figure this one out.  Our neighborhood is populated with retirees.  Some do volunteer type work and what not during the week.  However, I assume they have more time in general than this hard working couple.  On weekends, these retirees get to it with their leaf blowers, lawn mowers, and other very loud lawn equipment.  This sunday morning, 9 am, someone was out with their lawnmower.   Lordy- cannot we enjoy some peace on our weekends!  What is wrong with a rake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-8364307158581793550?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/8364307158581793550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=8364307158581793550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/8364307158581793550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/8364307158581793550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2009/11/retiree-rant.html' title='Retiree   Rant'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-3458215351598575140</id><published>2009-11-19T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T19:28:54.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murderous Springfield</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;I have always been bothered by the number of murders in this town.  I did some calculations and found that the murder rate for Springfield of late is 8.585/100,000.   In line with Belarus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-3458215351598575140?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/3458215351598575140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=3458215351598575140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/3458215351598575140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/3458215351598575140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2009/11/murderous-springfield.html' title='Murderous Springfield'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-769887477936205692</id><published>2009-11-18T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:05:28.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cock Fighting in Springfield</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Last Saturday, Nov 14 the Boy Scouts of Troop 3 were raking leaves at their host church, Douglas Ave Methodist.  A red rooster showed up walking across the parking lot.  It was clucking.  This poor bird was a wreck, bloody defeathered back, one toe broken and flopping.  We called Animal Control and they came and took the sad victim away.  We had already figured out what happened to the rooster and the Animal Control person confirmed it- the rooster had been used in an illegal cock fight and lost apparently.  Somehow it escaped or was dropped off, and must of heard all the raking noises and found the boy scouts and help.  He had a little cracker meal before being picked up by the Animal Control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-769887477936205692?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/769887477936205692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=769887477936205692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/769887477936205692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/769887477936205692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2009/11/cock-fighting-in-springfield.html' title='Cock Fighting in Springfield'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-4230832692550805672</id><published>2009-03-20T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T16:53:01.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deer running west downtown</title><content type='html'>We were at Cafe Brio at Monroe and 6th street, at 6:20pm a large deer was going west at full speed down the sidewalk on the north side of the street.  Do not know where it went after that. Darla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-4230832692550805672?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4230832692550805672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=4230832692550805672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/4230832692550805672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/4230832692550805672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2009/03/deer-running-west-downtown.html' title='Deer running west downtown'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-7079599083931705137</id><published>2009-02-12T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:53:55.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky or unlucky, Air Force One, In and Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Coming into town this evening, just before going downhill into Springfield on I-72, I just glimpsed Air Force One landing.  After the Presidents speech, I sat out on our deck, getting colder and colder, then saw Air Force One take off, circle over our neighborhood, and head out east.  I could see the tail lit up and a flag symbol.  When President Clinton came to Champaign, I went to see him and Mr. Gore speak at the Assembly Hall.  I saw President Clinton's Jet come in to Champaign, his badass motorcade, and then went south of town east of the airport to watch him leave.  Some other people were out there and one had a police radio.   We heard the Jet roaring after it slipped off the runway,  trying to dislodge from the mud.  We heard over the radio they were bringing in a second Jet, watched it come in, and then take off with the President.   I am not one lucky enough to go to any Lincoln celebrations today, but I enjoyed seeing the big Air Force One coming and going.  Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-7079599083931705137?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7079599083931705137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=7079599083931705137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7079599083931705137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7079599083931705137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2009/02/lucky-or-unlucky-air-force-one-in-and.html' title='Lucky or unlucky, Air Force One, In and Out'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-6960697265913118967</id><published>2009-01-21T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:45:39.688-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>White girl response to Obama Inauguration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I took off Tuesday to stay at home and absorb it all in, and I am so glad I did.  I only lost it when President Obama and his First Lady held hands and walked down Pennsylvainia.  The tears came out with no control.  Today when speaking with people about it, some wondered why I was so into it.  Well, for one, my direct ancestors owned slaves, I know this is a fact.   I do not feel guilty about it, I had nothing to do with it.  However, I have never understood all the hate and discrimination.  As a child I knew racists and KKK members in my own family.  I listened to their crap all through the 70's and remember thinking what was wrong with these people?  Luckily, I was raised differently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I enjoyed watching history being made and feeling it move across the centuries of history.  Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-6960697265913118967?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6960697265913118967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=6960697265913118967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/6960697265913118967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/6960697265913118967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2009/01/white-girl-response-to-obama.html' title='White girl response to Obama Inauguration'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-3994415094843782210</id><published>2009-01-12T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:12:15.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crack is Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Crack Bauer that is.  24   Ai Ai Ai.  This crap gives me the creeps, but I love it all the same.  Mondays at 8p. on the Fox.  Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-3994415094843782210?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/3994415094843782210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=3994415094843782210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/3994415094843782210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/3994415094843782210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2009/01/crack-is-back.html' title='The Crack is Back!'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-3330944299309007750</id><published>2008-12-09T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:07:16.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts on Blagojevich  and message to politicians</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Well our gov deserves everything he gets.  What an idiot!  Can this be a wake up call to all the goverment players, and schemers, and corrupted people to wake up and believe it is not worth it? Wouldn't it be better to work hard, honestly, and with the best interests of your constituency leading your actions?  Or would you rather be woken up in the pre dawn hours by the FBI and hauled away in handcuffs and all your taped words blathered all over for everyone to hear?  I know most politicians have way bigger egos than I.  Is this not enough to bring them down to earth? Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-3330944299309007750?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/3330944299309007750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=3330944299309007750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/3330944299309007750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/3330944299309007750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-thoughts-on-blagojevich-and-message.html' title='My thoughts on Blagojevich  and message to politicians'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-2361787816516059258</id><published>2008-11-05T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:09:58.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>America turns a page and we get a crisp new Flag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Celebrated by replacing our old 9-11 flag with a new one from Flag World on South 6th street.  The kind owner even took my old one for proper disposal.  Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-2361787816516059258?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/2361787816516059258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=2361787816516059258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2361787816516059258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2361787816516059258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2008/11/america-turns-page-and-we-get-crisp-new.html' title='America turns a page and we get a crisp new Flag'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-2531064394358046343</id><published>2008-11-04T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:07:31.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ai ai ai ai Yes Indeed, America moves forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;President Obama, Wow, Believe me y'all, I do not give a damn about party affiliations.  I think Obama will be a fine leader for multiple reasons.  Gift to America and to the World.  Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-2531064394358046343?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/2531064394358046343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=2531064394358046343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2531064394358046343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2531064394358046343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2008/11/ai-ai-ai-ai-yes-indeed-america-moves.html' title='ai ai ai ai Yes Indeed, America moves forward'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-4143961440246059938</id><published>2008-10-29T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:42:17.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrrrr Bad F''''' Drivers everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hi everyone, Darla here, I have been very very busy the last few months, no time to let it all out.  I have to drive all over Illinois, especially between Springfield and Champaign.  It is unbelievable to me that so many drivers are so reckless and crazy.  Tonight, while on Clear Lake, a tanker truck blazed by me at 50 mph.  Farther down the road a wall with bright lights crept up to my rear bumper.  I hit the gas, it was some meathead in a giant pickup hauling a trailer was speeding down Jefferson every chance he had.  When the traffic cleared up, he roared off into the sunset.  The cop sitting nearby didn't even notice.  I know, warrantless phone taps, war, election, dog crap, death and sunshine.  Everything gets to me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-4143961440246059938?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4143961440246059938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=4143961440246059938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/4143961440246059938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/4143961440246059938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2008/10/grrrrrr-bad-f-drivers-everywhere.html' title='Grrrrrr Bad F&apos;&apos;&apos;&apos;&apos; Drivers everywhere'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-2392391065747845452</id><published>2008-07-13T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T12:45:48.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I-9 debacle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;My work changed overseers and the new employer requires a new I-9 form to be completed.    To prove that you are qualified to work, you must show some documents.  Such as a passport, active or expired, birth certificate, social security card,  drivers license and you must have something from column a, or one from column b and c.  No problemo me thinks, I have passport and birth certificate and drivers license, I am good to go.  Oops, I cannot locate my documents.  I tear the house apart looking for them.  I spent over 15 hours looking for them, cried, yelled, went on, to no avail.  So I trucked down to the social security office to get a card (I have never had one, my mom lost it when I was a baby).  I mailed a form to the county where I was born.  I worry that I will not get paid etc.  I have spent more than 20 hours on this and countless other hours worrying about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Nothing irritates me more than having to fill this little gem out, aka the Illegal Immigrant form.  I have filled them out before, like I have changed.  The only reason one has to fill these out is because of criminals, scammers, terrorists, and illegal immigrants.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-2392391065747845452?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/2392391065747845452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=2392391065747845452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2392391065747845452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2392391065747845452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-9-debacle.html' title='I-9 debacle'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-6528008197277274457</id><published>2008-03-10T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T19:44:27.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Society still bad, my bad thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oklahoma lawmaker says gays are worse than terrorists and Islam. www.cnn.com/video/#/video/us/2008/03/10/dnt.ok.lawmaker.anti.gay.kwtv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Bar advertises Wetback Wednesdays.  www.cnn.com/video/#/video/us/2008/03/10/dnt.pa.bar.controversy.wtae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;What kind of country is this?  I swear, there are many people I do not especially like, but the worst of the worst would be Murderers, Child Rapists, Terrorists, Stupid Racists and Powerful Hypocrites.  Please oh Lord, dig a giant mile deep hole in the ground and equip with a giant meat blender and chuck all the above into it.  Feeling vengeful, Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-6528008197277274457?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6528008197277274457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=6528008197277274457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/6528008197277274457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/6528008197277274457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2008/03/society-still-bad-my-bad-thoughts.html' title='Society still bad, my bad thoughts'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-4200158493132378484</id><published>2008-02-07T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T10:34:58.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tornado Tragedy in the South</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I am saddened by all the deaths due to tornadoes in Tennessee, Kentucky, Arkansas etc.  I wish the victims could have been more aware of the situation.  The best ways to protect yourself are to be aware, pay attention, and have a good plan for shelter.  One of the easiest ways to be aware in my opinion is to have a weather radio, especially a portable one with batteries.  They are affordable and can be set to alarm when dangerous weather is expected or coming.  They are most useful when you are asleep and can wake you up or you live in a rural area without sirens.&lt;br /&gt;  Some of these tornadoes came in the early morning hours when the victims were asleep, the most dangerous time.  I have purchased weather radios from Radio Shack and they are available at many other locations.  Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-4200158493132378484?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4200158493132378484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=4200158493132378484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/4200158493132378484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/4200158493132378484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2008/02/tornado-tragedy-in-south.html' title='Tornado Tragedy in the South'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-6337285547897147582</id><published>2008-02-03T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T15:52:38.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightning, Thunder, Ice=Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Fabulous February weather!  I drove someone from Jefferson and Veterans area to 11th and Ash area as pea sized hailstones fell while lightning sparkled and thunder roared.  Just beautiful man!  Better than football on tv! Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-6337285547897147582?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6337285547897147582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=6337285547897147582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/6337285547897147582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/6337285547897147582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2008/02/lightning-thunder-iceawesome.html' title='Lightning, Thunder, Ice=Awesome'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-5604804413869841031</id><published>2008-01-02T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T14:54:49.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangential, eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Governor Blago says the federal probe into wrongdoing in his administration or him is tangential, and not relevant to the people of Illinois (see http://www.sj-r.com/extras/breaking/index.asp#4126).  Check this out, tangential. (n.d.). &lt;i&gt;Dictionary.com Unabridged (v 1.1)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retrieved January 02, 2008,  from Dictionary.com website: &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/tangential"&gt;http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/tangential&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span class="pg"&gt;–adjective  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pertaining to or of the nature of a tangent; being or moving in the direction of a tangent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;merely touching; slightly connected: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;tangential information. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;divergent or digressive, as from a subject under consideration: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;tangential remarks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tending to digress or to reply to questions obliquely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say perhaps this statement  fall under meanings #2,#3 and # 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, using his own statement, the probe is relevant to the people of Illinois.  Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-5604804413869841031?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/5604804413869841031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=5604804413869841031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/5604804413869841031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/5604804413869841031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2008/01/tangential-eh.html' title='Tangential, eh?'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-1152962091935515048</id><published>2007-12-27T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T19:25:34.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minor Ode to Benazir Bhutto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I am no Pakistan expert but I remember when Benazir Bhutto was first elected to be Prime Minister of Pakistan, I could not believe a Muslim nation elected a female leader before my good old USA did (and still has not).  Not only that, she was pregnant.  Now I do believe she had a few faults, but she was one damn courageous woman who stood up for what she believed. She knew she would be targeted for death if she came back to her homeland and went anyway.  That is pure guts.  I never have too many heroes or heroines but she is right up there.  Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-1152962091935515048?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/1152962091935515048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=1152962091935515048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/1152962091935515048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/1152962091935515048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/12/minor-ode-to-benazir-bhutto.html' title='Minor Ode to Benazir Bhutto'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-4966692788580925691</id><published>2007-12-25T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T12:18:32.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adult Bullies and how to handle them when not avoidable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;All my 42 years have been sprinkled with bullies, both as a child and an adult.  I have been thinking about this since yesterday when my sob of a brother in law played a rude and demeaning joke with me and I did not catch it.  I never do.  In this case I reacted poorly, obviously he was successful in pushing my buttons.  My problem is I really do not know what to call his behavior  and I told him to quit f***ing with me, in front of everyone, including children.  That was my fault in this.  In my opinion what he does is and old fashioned form of control oriented humiliation type of "joking" in which he makes you thing one thing, you are prompted to apologize, and then some time later, reveals the "joke".  I have always hated this type of behavior, and I never "get" it.  I know the best way to deal with this is to ignore it, as I usually do.  But this caught me off guard.  I have always hated this type of "joking", in j0kes, or most types of joking as I just do not get it.  I will be trying to learn more about this, and try to remove myself as a target.  Any sincere advice will be appreciated! Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-4966692788580925691?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4966692788580925691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=4966692788580925691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/4966692788580925691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/4966692788580925691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/12/adult-bullies-and-how-to-handle-them.html' title='Adult Bullies and how to handle them when not avoidable'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-7649921685014032295</id><published>2007-12-01T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T07:30:43.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Evel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Goodbye Evel Knievel, I did not not pay attention to you lately but when younger I spent hours with my siblings and neighborhood kids reenacting your stunts on our bikes.  Jumping ditches, flying over trashcans, flying down hills into traffic, jumping off the barn roof, oh the thrills we had emulating your fearlessness.  Our parents however were not amused, when arms got broken, or property damage occurred. Thank you for living your life like you did and for inspiring all those crazy childhood stunts we carried out, pop a wheelie out there man!  Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-7649921685014032295?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7649921685014032295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=7649921685014032295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7649921685014032295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7649921685014032295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/12/goodbye-evel.html' title='Goodbye Evel!'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-2356313867744715465</id><published>2007-08-28T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T18:37:36.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family values indeed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh this angers me so much.  Another total hypocrite!  Mr. Craig states "I am not gay, I have never been gay.  I love my family, my wife, family values".  Ok, first of all, who says gays cannot have family values?  Why is that impossible?  Second, why have there been "rumors" he was having sex with males since 1982?  Thirdly, what is it that he was doing in the airport bathrooms?  How come Mr. Family Values did not tell his wife about his arrest, I would think if he loved his family so much he would have told them, it is kind of important don't you think?  Also, if he did have sex with strangers, is that not putting his wife at risk for STDs and Hiv, and other diseases?  That is some real family values right there.  If he was a real man, straight, gay, bisexual, or whatever, he would be truthful with those who care and not lie.  I never heard of this fellow before this, and if I did, it did not stick to my brain.  Frankly I do not care who he has had sex with, I really do not.  I am just so tired of these pompous politicians blowing it out their pie holes about family values, and then do things that do not fall under that category. Darla, grr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-2356313867744715465?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/2356313867744715465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=2356313867744715465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2356313867744715465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2356313867744715465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/08/family-values-indeed.html' title='Family values indeed!'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-4215404374918233500</id><published>2007-07-27T07:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T07:18:51.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain falls on sad situation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My neighbor, her life has continually gone down hill since we moved here 3 years ago.  Now she is having another "moving" sale.  I do not know if she is really moving or just raising cash by selling her stuff.  She had a moving sale 2 years ago and sold her ballgowns and evening clothes.  Then her bmw and Jeep vanished.  Her second husband is mainly gone, maybe for good now.  Her house has been in default a few times, though not recently.  Her utilities are regularly disconnected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this summer she closed her office and sold her office furniture.  Now she is selling her furniture and professional clothes.  The crowds looking for a bargain are getting wet now.  Frankly I would not want anything of hers, all the angry words, the yelling, the obscenities soaked into the varnish.  These objects are just silent witnesses to the chaos.  Not to mention all the dog hair, saliva, and other dog fluids all over everything. Darla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-4215404374918233500?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4215404374918233500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=4215404374918233500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/4215404374918233500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/4215404374918233500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/07/rain-falls-on-sad-situation.html' title='Rain falls on sad situation'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-7932734567312897024</id><published>2007-07-12T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T18:57:04.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Storm pictures from Tues July 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/RpbX7qM1XDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/K6Lk_T03V28/s1600-h/07-10-07_1908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 240px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/RpbX7qM1XDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/K6Lk_T03V28/s320/07-10-07_1908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086490249101925426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/RpbYSqM1XEI/AAAAAAAAABA/BWjcBUVlsDE/s1600-h/07-10-07_1910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 240px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/RpbYSqM1XEI/AAAAAAAAABA/BWjcBUVlsDE/s320/07-10-07_1910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086490644238916674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/RpbYjKM1XFI/AAAAAAAAABI/N5G6lQVd334/s1600-h/07-10-07_1912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 240px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/RpbYjKM1XFI/AAAAAAAAABI/N5G6lQVd334/s320/07-10-07_1912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086490927706758226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We went to the Magic Kitchen Restaurant in the old Romanesque building on N. Lewis St.  Right after we arrived the storm came in.  I took these cell pics from the window at our table.  The direction is looking north.  The dark cloud is the windy roll cloud preceding the gray horizontal streaky rain area.  It was so dark the streetlights blinked on.  The UFOs in the pictures are the table light over our table reflected in the window.  Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-7932734567312897024?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7932734567312897024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=7932734567312897024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7932734567312897024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7932734567312897024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/07/storm-pictures-from-tues-july-10.html' title='Storm pictures from Tues July 10'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/RpbX7qM1XDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/K6Lk_T03V28/s72-c/07-10-07_1908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-1499847683262658238</id><published>2007-07-08T15:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:08:43.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Credit-Good Credit and some good tips!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:white"&gt;I spent a day off last Thursday thinking about this subject all day. I began this by checking my credit reports on &lt;a href="http://www.annualcreditreport.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;www.annualcreditreport.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Then today I picked up a copy of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 2007&lt;/span&gt; Capitol City Courier &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.capitalcitycourier.org"&gt;www.capitalcitycourier.org&lt;/a&gt; and read the article by Kim E. Gordon entitled "Why Do So Many Blacks Have Bad Credit?".  I will not go in to all the historical stuff and racism and classicism things.  This is just a brief tale of one once mired hopelessly in bad credit and how I got out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many years I toiled at very low paying jobs with no medical insurance, accumulating various types of bad debt including hospital bills, student loans, credit card debt, and other debt to utilities, stores, etc.  During those times (age 20s through early 30s) I was in despair over the subject and mainly tried to ignore and avoid it.  Much of my problem was ignorance about the whole credit thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I made it a goal to better my credit.  Paying bills on time, not buying unnecessary items, educating myself, and taking concrete actions to improve my credit.  I paid off medical bills by going in every payday and paying at the hospital. Phoned all my debtors and worked out payment plans. I secured a better paying job with benefits. I dragged my student loans out of default and got into a program that assisted me to that goal.  I started checking my credit reports on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purchased a new car in 2001 and had a hard time finding credit, I ended up taking the credit from the car company with a slightly elevated interest rate.  My credit score at the time was 600 which was much better than it had been, though not very good.  I remember being shocked they actually gave it to me!  I made all my payments on time and paid off the car in May 2006.  Also, I finally paid off my student loans 2 months ago at age 42.  Yes it was a long hard road to get to this point but I am actually proud of myself and in disbelief that I actually did it! When I checked my credit report last Thursday it had no negatives on it and my credit score was 800, I nearly fell off my computer chair! Damn, success!   It did require a decade of hard frustrating time, but it was sooooooo worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following are some handy tips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tip 1&lt;/span&gt;-Check your credit report on www.annualcreditreport.com, it is free.  There are 3 credit reporting agencies, and you get a separate report for each one.  If you want your credit score, you must pay a small price, 4-7 dollars.  You can check them free once a year, I recommend checking one of the three every 4 months, then you have the ability to have year round information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tip 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;-Savings account-I did not have a savings account for many years.  A few years ago I shopped around Springfield banks, and was looking for the best interest bearing account with a low monetary requirement for opening.  The local banks all had very low interest rates, in the order of 1-2% annual return, to get higher rates you had to deposit $10,000 Dollars (yeah right, as if someone just happens to have a spare 10 grand).  Luckily, I found one better, the "Capitol One High Yield Money Market Account". &lt;a href="http://www.capitalonedirect.com/"&gt;www.capitalonedirect.com&lt;/a&gt;.  I only needed $100.00 to open it, and get an annual rate of 4.75%.  I checked online Thursday and it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; rated in the top 10 of money markets for interest rate, and one of only two with a low initial deposit.  In fact, now you do not need to keep 100 dollars in it, and the interest rate is the same no  matter whether you have $100 or $100,000,000 dollars. I use it as my savings account and can make 6 withdrawals a month, but try not too as it is a savings account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tip 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;-I found some current information about credit scores etc. at &lt;a href="http://cnnmoney.com/"&gt;CNNMoney.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.howstuffworks.com/credit-score.htm"&gt;www.howstuffworks.com/credit-score.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-1499847683262658238?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/1499847683262658238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=1499847683262658238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/1499847683262658238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/1499847683262658238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/07/bad-credit-good-credit-and-some-good.html' title='Bad Credit-Good Credit and some good tips!'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-7668848330468991156</id><published>2007-05-08T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T19:18:44.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really now</title><content type='html'>Hello all, I am a very lonely person.  Smart, good looking, lived in Springfield for 9 years.  Yet I know no one.  My job takes me away often, especially in summer.  I have a good sense of humor, love, good ideas.  However, for some reason unknown to me, I am very different than most women.  I have never had a good relationship with a female friend, I like male friendships better.  Could it be my interests?  I have alienated many in my life, even though I never do them wrong.  Opinions desired!  I will take any opinions and think upon them.  Thank you, Darla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-7668848330468991156?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7668848330468991156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=7668848330468991156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7668848330468991156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7668848330468991156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/05/really-now.html' title='Really now'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-7626116938983745779</id><published>2007-04-12T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T19:24:29.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strom double take</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Arrived home late this evening to find several political mailings waiting for me.  I see two mailings from underdog Strom, one addressed to me, another addressed to a misspelled me.&lt;br /&gt;In two different types of envelopes no less.  The misspelled me addressed me as a Smoke Free Springfield Supporter, I nearly choked on my cigarette here.  It contained a Dear Smoke Free Springfield Supporter greeting letter and a resume.  The correctly spelled me envelope contained two identical copies of a different, more generic letter to Dear Friends, and talked first about his wife Lois.  I feel he could be spending his money a little better.  When is Davlin going to send me his resume?  Darla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-7626116938983745779?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7626116938983745779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=7626116938983745779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7626116938983745779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/7626116938983745779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/04/strom-double-take.html' title='Strom double take'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-1438767596922485120</id><published>2007-04-12T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T19:10:58.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayor Davlin'/><title type='text'>Davlin has rainbows over Springfield</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I heard a political ad today from our mayor.  Oh my god!  It sounded like a new age lovey dovey goo ga Saturday Night Live fake ad!  I am not saying that is a bad thing, I just never heard a political ad that sounded like a self help endorsement.  What kind of Harley rider is he?  I want to hear it again and get that warm fuzzy feeling I had this morning before the coffee kicked in.  Darla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-1438767596922485120?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/1438767596922485120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=1438767596922485120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/1438767596922485120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/1438767596922485120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/04/davlin-has-rainbows-over-springfield.html' title='Davlin has rainbows over Springfield'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-6808086123591912595</id><published>2007-04-12T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T19:05:11.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vehicle registration mailings'/><title type='text'>Jesse, you let me down! And public service announcement.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That would be the venerable Jesse White, our Secretary of State.  We received our registration renewal puzzles yesterday.  I call them puzzles as you have to carefully remove certain fragile pieces in a certain particular order to use them.  Anyway, it looked like they always look.  My husband wrote his check, sealed the puzzle back together and put a stamp on it.  Later, I opened my puzzle, and fearing I would rip the wrong piece in the wrong order, I carefully scrutinized the subject matter.  It said, now you have to provide your insurance information on the back.  In a tiny little fragile piece of the puzzle, you had to write in tiny little letters and numbers your information.  Gosh, my eyesight is not that bad, but it was very hard to see.  It also said in about size 3 font, Mandatory Insurance Information here.  My very smart husband did not even see this and failed to fill out the Mandatory Insurance Information.  What is Jesse going to do with about 50 percent plus of the population who fail to notice this subtle order and fail to fill out their MANDATORY information? Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-6808086123591912595?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6808086123591912595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=6808086123591912595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/6808086123591912595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/6808086123591912595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/04/jesse-you-let-me-down-and-public.html' title='Jesse, you let me down! And public service announcement.'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-9091666874812165664</id><published>2007-03-23T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T10:31:17.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stereotypes'/><title type='text'>Broad Brushstrokes</title><content type='html'>Never assume anything.  I know it is hard, stereotypes grow as our little minds try to organize everything.  So Mr. Strom wants to heal race relations in Springfield.  I do not know Mr. Strom at all, although he seems kinda old guard to me.  Part of the problem?  I wish him all the best on that issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big testostorone fueled mega pickup truck passed me on the right on Jefferson Mon. Night.  He honked, rolled down his window and gave me a thumbs up sign.  Bubba, what you want ?, my little brain said.  Then I noticed a little Obama sticker on his back windshield, maybe he approved of mine.  Takes all kinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiffy Lube kid and I were conversing this am about stereotyping people and got me going on this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, last Sat night I went through the roadside safety checkpoint on West Jefferson.  Too bad they were not set up when the 25 year old zoomed through and rolled himself out of life just down the road.  Also too bad they did not catch the people still drinking beer in their suv at the light at Jeff and Walnut and luckily for them  they turned before the checkpoint.  Unlike some people, I am all for roadside safety checks!  Darla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-9091666874812165664?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/9091666874812165664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=9091666874812165664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/9091666874812165664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/9091666874812165664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/03/broad-brushstrokes.html' title='Broad Brushstrokes'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-2097767970787415415</id><published>2007-03-12T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T20:25:31.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Flag'/><title type='text'>Giant Flag Post</title><content type='html'>Does anyone know anything about the giant flag post with American Flag that is newly behind Mid Town Tires on East Clear Lake.  When going up over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rr&lt;/span&gt; overpass it looks like you are driving straight into it!  Freaked me out this am when I saw it.  It is very tall on a fat white pole.  Info please!  Darla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-2097767970787415415?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/2097767970787415415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=2097767970787415415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2097767970787415415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2097767970787415415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/03/giant-flag-post.html' title='Giant Flag Post'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-2135855371439291800</id><published>2007-03-01T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T08:49:07.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confidential info on web'/><title type='text'>Bit the apple, have knowledge I should not know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Found some information on the Internet about my neighbor.  I was just looking for some dates of an issue I knew.  Also, I already suspected my neighbor had substance abuse issues and mental problems.  Due to her job, and other unknown reasons, her personal information on her problems was there for all to see.  While I found it elucidating, on the other hand I think it is wrong for that information to be accessible by anyone. I sympathize with her on her mental health issues, as I too have suffered from depression and anxiety nearly all my life.  That said, I will have no contact with her.  If she or her dogs get on our property I will have to call the authorities, the same if she harasses me in any manner.  I feel bad about this but also feel I have a right not to be screamed at and called obscene names.  Also, have a right to work on my property without stepping in or otherwise getting dog excrement on my person.  Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-2135855371439291800?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/2135855371439291800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=2135855371439291800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2135855371439291800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2135855371439291800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/03/bit-apple-have-knowledge-i-should-not.html' title='Bit the apple, have knowledge I should not know'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-5335271209025237073</id><published>2007-02-27T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T20:16:42.045-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighborly relations'/><title type='text'>Neighbor is crazy!</title><content type='html'>I knew it would come to this one day.  I deferred it by cutting her some slack.  However, she pushed me to the my limit and I went for it.  I had the audacity to ring her doorbell and asked nicely for her to get her dog off my property.  She responds by screaming at me, with obscenities and saying everyone in the neighborhood hates me and I should move.  Also, saying that if I ever get on her property again she will call the police etc etc.  (This was just seconds after her dog had peed and shat on our property.)  I said nothing and walked to the sidewalk, and she came and yelled some more.  I went into the garage and she was yelling obscenities some more.  So I called the police.  Meanwhile, she walks by our house and flips it off.  Ooh!  The cop shows up and we tell him what happened.  He asked that did we mind if he talked to her, worried about starting a war.  We said no!  He goes over to her house and she responds as she did to me, of course.  He yells, I've arrested you before! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ha&lt;/span&gt;!  He gave me his card for future reference.  Really, when you buy a house they are supposed to tell you about lead, mold, radon, but not the wacko neighbor?  I would rather deal with lead and radon any day, they do not scream at you.  Besides stress is a bigger killer than those two put together.  Darla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-5335271209025237073?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/5335271209025237073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=5335271209025237073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/5335271209025237073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/5335271209025237073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/02/neighbor-is-crazy.html' title='Neighbor is crazy!'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-5403151514479909623</id><published>2007-02-18T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T19:25:12.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Obama appeals to younger crowd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I agree with where there's a Will, there's a way about this.  That is one of the reasons I hope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; makes it all the way.  None of the old BS, WWII, Vietnam, 60's garbage.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; is  a modern cosmopolitan intellectual. &lt;br /&gt;Poor me, supposedly on the tail end of the boomer generation, but not that allied with them.  More of an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eco&lt;/span&gt; punk x er something.  The year I came of age to vote was the first time Reagan won.  Wow, for the next 8 years he was in.  Talk about disheartening, although as bad as  the Reagan presidency was, it doesn't hold a candle to the evil regime we have now.   GO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OBAMA&lt;/span&gt;!  Darla  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-5403151514479909623?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/5403151514479909623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=5403151514479909623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/5403151514479909623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/5403151514479909623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-obama-appeals-to-younger-crowd.html' title='Why Obama appeals to younger crowd'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-8148476039863266695</id><published>2007-02-16T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T16:28:20.349-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chief Illiniwek'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Chief, Finally!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hallelujah!  So long to such a racist baloney junk tradition.  Yes, I am an alumnus of University of Illinois at Champaign and many members of my current and ancestral family have attended University of Illinois at Champaign including the time before the "tradition" arose.  I have been so disgusted about this thing for decades.  Each time I thought about it, I just could not believe it was an issue, as to me it was a non issue.  Duh, just a symbol of the oppressors over the vanquished.  Would a caricature of a rabbi have worked?  A catholic priest?  I would like to have seen the chief supporters defend that, not that they would have had a chance.  Those symbols would have never been adopted.  I am proud to say I never owned one piece of anything with the chief symbol on it and only once attended any over rated corrupt sports event.  At half time at that game, I was repulsed by the so called chief tradition.  Corrupt sports event?  I knew some so called U of I athletes back in the day, football and basketball.  Flunkies, druggies, sex crazed ding dongs.  Also they got off with all their bad and illegal behavior.  This is my true story and long term belief. Darla, thrilled silly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-8148476039863266695?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/8148476039863266695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=8148476039863266695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/8148476039863266695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/8148476039863266695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/02/goodbye-chief-finally.html' title='Goodbye Chief, Finally!!!!'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-8968430866556607513</id><published>2007-02-14T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T14:06:55.116-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>Day after the BIG SNOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Wow, have not seen drifts like this in a very long time.  It also takes a pretty big snow to close down U of I in CU.  The National Weather Service nailed this one. There was a front end loader out here clearing our street last night during the time the city crews were supposedly resting.  Contractor? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two kinds of people, those who dig the snow, and those than don't.  People today were either enjoying it or bitching about it.  Also, either shoveling it or blowing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw one car stuck in an unplowed intersection blocking traffic, and the snowplow.  Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-8968430866556607513?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/8968430866556607513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=8968430866556607513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/8968430866556607513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/8968430866556607513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-after-big-snow.html' title='Day after the BIG SNOW'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-3616725798280317361</id><published>2007-02-13T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T09:11:40.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuntzi beats Post Office UPDATE</title><content type='html'>Our mailman came through, when the storm was at its worst.  So Kuntzi did not beat the Post Office today.  Our mail was snow encrusted though.  BTW, Brady Kuntzi was also in the Voice today, saying he was too busy to date seriously, with sports etc, but he failed to mention that he gets up before dawn every day! Darla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-3616725798280317361?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/3616725798280317361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=3616725798280317361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/3616725798280317361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/3616725798280317361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/02/kuntzi-beats-post-office-update.html' title='Kuntzi beats Post Office UPDATE'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-3335004568068084750</id><published>2007-02-13T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T08:08:34.635-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newspaper delivery'/><title type='text'>Kuntzi beats Post Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/RdHeOzLgYfI/AAAAAAAAAAo/NzYUM6GaOpI/s1600-h/02-13-07_0720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/RdHeOzLgYfI/AAAAAAAAAAo/NzYUM6GaOpI/s200/02-13-07_0720.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031046604587557362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Brady Kuntzi always comes through. Brady is our newspaper delivery person. Our paper came today, it is buried in the snow in this picture, near lower center and and below left corner of flag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Day after the March &lt;span&gt;tornadoes&lt;/span&gt;, we got our paper but no mail. November Ice Storm, we got our paper but no mail. We got our paper today, we will see if we get our mail. Also, our paper comes early, very early.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Congratulations&lt;/b&gt; to Brady and his driver.  Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-3335004568068084750?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/3335004568068084750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=3335004568068084750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/3335004568068084750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/3335004568068084750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/02/kuntzi-beats-post-office.html' title='Kuntzi beats Post Office'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/RdHeOzLgYfI/AAAAAAAAAAo/NzYUM6GaOpI/s72-c/02-13-07_0720.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-2289577018490792577</id><published>2007-02-12T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T15:24:51.682-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs running loose'/><title type='text'>Doggone it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sally runs free, so fast, so happy, so beautiful. Bounding with joy, a blur whizzing around. I have never known a dog that could run so fast and jump so high. The problem is, she is not my dog. Yet she thinks that my yard and the entire neighborhood is her territory. Her freedom of course is not her fault. It is the fault of her irresponsible owner, my neighbor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today I spent nearly an hour trying to corral Sally and had to go over to her house twice as Sally was running loose, chasing all the wildlife, harassing the mailman, upsetting all the other neighborhood dogs stuck behind fences, causing them to bark. I should add that we and many neighbors have not received our mail on occasion as the mailman felt too threatened by Sally. She can be perceived as threatening; barking insanely, growling, baring her teeth, approaching aggressively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In our immediate neighborhood, there are to my knowledge, some 15+ dogs. Most are little house dogs or are kept inside a fence. One can hear a dog barking usually at anytime when outside around here. Two of my other neighbors have been attacked by dogs while working in their yards, and the mailman has been attacked also by the dog that used to live in our house. Several people in the greater neighborhood carry bats or sticks to defend against roaming dogs when out taking a walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There are laws against dogs being unrestrained in the city, the entire county, and the whole state. But ignoring such laws is a problem everywhere apparently. I see loose dogs nearly everywhere I go. There have been several stories this last year in Springfield about people being attacked by dogs, including a barber and a child. Of course, if you see someone letting their dogs run loose and you say something to one of these law breakers, you usually get cursed, threatened, or accused of being a dog hater. I am hoping the dog fad of recent years fades away. Darla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-2289577018490792577?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/2289577018490792577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=2289577018490792577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2289577018490792577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2289577018490792577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/02/doggone-it.html' title='Doggone it!'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-8759666124459474777</id><published>2007-02-12T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T04:18:57.464-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social class differences'/><title type='text'>Night Nurse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/RdBbMjLgYcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e9N2rLZPEuw/s1600-h/225px-Nightnurse-marcosmartin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/RdBbMjLgYcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e9N2rLZPEuw/s200/225px-Nightnurse-marcosmartin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030621054932902338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Nurse, just two words my sister breathed out with disgust over the phone. Night Nurse, in my mind I had never associated those two words together before. Sounds exotic, sexy, and dangerous even.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I am not original here as a simple Google search of Night Nurse gathered up several interesting items, including this Marvel( Night Nurse, from &lt;i&gt;Doctor Strange: The Oath&lt;/i&gt; #1 (2006).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Marcos_Martin&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Marcos Martin"&gt;Marcos Martin&lt;/a&gt;, artwork) cartoon version to the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now would you allow someone like this to take care of your first born infant at night?&lt;br /&gt;According to my sister regarding the mother to be "She just cannot be bothered to get up in the night to bond with her baby?!"  This mother to be is my sister in law.   My sister in law of just 7 months.  My brother married up.  Not only up but way out.   This arrangement provides endless fodder for gossip of course.  My sister who told me this often expresses some disgust at various practices this social group practices.  As in an I cannot believe this one manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest complaint regarding my brothers marriage is that I never get to talk to him anymore.  He never calls and is never home.  This class of people he is with now always are on the move, going out, dinners, parties, social hours, brunches.  They sure know how to have a good time.  My brother and I used to talk on the phone for hours on occasion. I miss my brother.  Darla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-8759666124459474777?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/8759666124459474777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=8759666124459474777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/8759666124459474777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/8759666124459474777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/02/night-nurse.html' title='Night Nurse'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdp1ai3JjA4/RdBbMjLgYcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e9N2rLZPEuw/s72-c/225px-Nightnurse-marcosmartin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-1440699587767585525</id><published>2007-02-11T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T16:00:09.090-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coyotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wallpaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Just strippin'</title><content type='html'>Wallpaper that is.  God awful pink rosebud wallpaper.  With wood chisels.  Leaving some  gouges in the drywall too.  This wallpaper also came with a top border of banal floral design and even more glue.  We have been strippin' on and off for 2 weeks now, and are getting there.  A big mess right now.  Discovered the room had once been a medium dark powdery blue. &lt;br /&gt;Powered up with a late dinner called Penne with Three Cheeses and Porcini Mushrooms, only we used spiral pasta and added garlic and cauliflower.  First time we ever used Fontina cheese, good mild stuff with a stealthy ending flavor. Yum!  I guess now I have to add Cooking and DIY home decor to my list of subjects. BTW, the coyotes out back are howling and yipping right now. Heard more snow geese and the local Barred Owls earlier on this evening. Darla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-1440699587767585525?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/1440699587767585525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=1440699587767585525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/1440699587767585525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/1440699587767585525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-strippin.html' title='Just strippin&apos;'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-2652535702691487686</id><published>2007-02-11T15:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T15:58:53.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More on Sat 10th Obama Love Fest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Springfield Police agree with estimate of 17,000 attendees at the Obama Presidential Announcement. State Journal Register estimates much lower at around 10,000. I have yet to see an overhead photograph. Maybe one does not exists, though at least one helicopter was buzzing overhead most of the time. From where we were, we could tell the crowd was very large but could not see too far in most directions, even though we could see the stage fairly well. I am not sure how to estimate big numbers of anything without a detailed photo. As an example, we saw a gigantic flock of snow geese today flying west to east over Chatham road. Our conservative estimate was 5-7, 000, but possibly was up to 25, 000. And that includes no hidden agendas in the estimate. I am not sure what agendas possible inflation of the numbers by the police or underestimation of the numbers by the SJR would accomplish. I hope there are no hidden agendas in the estimates.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the interviews of attendees on page 9 of the SJR today, especially that of Deleshia Kinney. Also kind of impressed that several of the people interviewed on page 9 today and also by other press yesterday were from very small to small towns in southern Illinois, such as Ridgeway, IL. Were these just random encounters? I believe one can not underestimate at least the interest in Obama by white people, in fact just about everyone, of any age, sex, race, religion, income,that I know cannot wait to vote for the guy. Granted, perhaps my small sphere of family and associates are somewhere off of standard issue. I have been seeing estimates of how many white people would not support a black presidential candidate. I really do not want to believe that those numbers are true. Those numbers most certainly are not from Illinois. Did they have to go somewhere special to get those numbers or what? I am going to try and find out more about this issue. Of course, I could not believe how many Americans voted for George W. the second time! I do not have my finger on the pulse of mainstream American society for sure. Darla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132508698698672424-2652535702691487686?l=brainsparknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/feeds/2652535702691487686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132508698698672424&amp;postID=2652535702691487686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2652535702691487686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132508698698672424/posts/default/2652535702691487686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsparknow.blogspot.com/2007/02/springfield-police-agree-with-estimate.html' title='More on Sat 10th Obama Love Fest'/><author><name>Darla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292450954457667997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132508698698672424.post-3843196915283431685</id><published>2007-02-10T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T15:53:39.250-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><title type='text'>Obama Love Fest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went downtown Springfield to see the spectacle of Barack Obama's official public declaration of presidential aspiration.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8 degrees F, smiles, friendliness in general. We arrived at the line to get in at 7:40am or so. Much talk about the very frigid wind. A single black woman with ipod in front of us. Middle age white couple behind us, very friendly. White guy behind them with anti abortion message sign. He was interviewed by some young women of the press. The line inched slowly in compression. Teenager in front continually whining. Tick Tock burr burr. Then at around 8:40am the gates are opened. Cheering, excitement. Line stops, Police car has to get through. Young people handing out some flyers. We go in. Confusion. Blue tickets, red tickets, yellow tickets, no tickets. The important people with red and yellow tickets got front row room, while the commoners were held back a distance. Some disgruntlement. We pile up like sardines, penguins, or lemmings. Many young people, lots of white people, lots of black people, some asian in our area. Small talk, funny talk. Jokes, panicky phone calls. Snipers looking over. Tick Tock burr burr. Some dude shows up periodically to throw out souvenirs. Two ladies leave to watch it on tv, too cold for them. Music blaring (I have sensitive hearing so blaring to me is probably not blaring to others). Pigeons fly around, some seeking sunshine. Medics come in to attend someone. Helicopter(s) fly over. Bumper stickers and signs handed out. We score one of each. Senator Durbin arrives for opening comments. Durbin welcomes the attending politicians, Gov. Blagojevich gets booed in our area. Well, just have to agree with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally Obama arrives, crowd goes wild. He works the crowd a bit. Signs waving, yelling, screaming. Obama seems a little flustered by the sight of the bundled up crowd. He gets going with his speech. The crowd murmurs, agrees, jokes, screams, chants. Clapping with mittened hands, produces a muffled sound like bird wings in flight. Obama talks on, quite the lovely speech I may add. Lasts about 25 minutes. When he states he is running for president the crowd really reacts like crazy. When it is over people start streaming out in all directions from us and we are caught in an island like spot for awhile. It took some time to get out to the gate, people dancing to the music, someone lost a glove. Lots of handwarmer packages strewn around. I will probably have a sore throat tomorrow. 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